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[fandomsfanatic]

Wednesday: Are you accusing me of being attracted to the same gender??

Xavier who just got rejected: Yeah...

Enid walks past them telling her friends about how she beat Tyler in wolf form

Wednesday: you are correct

Wednesday follows Enid and scares her friends away

[kittyphoenix12-xx]

xaiver and tyler are exes who flirt with wednesday and glare over her head at each other.

camera flips to show that wednesday has just been staring at enid the whole time anyway

[marvelandsuchstuff]

Late Night Storms

Author's note: Listen, I was in an interesting place last night when I decided I need to write a 5k word smut for a charecter that only appers in like 2 episodes (when he was alive) of a show I watched in november… once. I know, I know - what the fuck? I think after hours of looking for more fics to read, I just decided I could do it. So here we are - also thank my friend who told me to post it, because I wasn’t gonna. Let me know what you think. Both Rowan and the reader are 18.

Warnings: Smut, thunderstorms, darkness, subspace (and kinda a drop-ish), Dom!Rowan x Fem!Reader (He gives me switch vibes) 18+ please

Word Count: 5.4k

Read on AO3

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Clouds up above chucked down rain in ample measure. The Dorm window was covered by the droplets racing down. Yoko, my roommate, sat with pen in hand by the window, looking out at the storm across the courtyard. As far as I could tell, the storm was only getting worse with the wind howling in the background, fuck. 

I liked the rain, hell I loved dancing in it - but storms, while being in a 3-century-old castle? Not my favourite I will admit. I had situated myself under my sheets, clambering onto my phone, trying to get a signal.  

“The cell line must have been hit, and the wifi is gone,” I said to Yoko, popping my head out just slightly 

“I wouldn't be surprised, it’s howling,” She replied, still staring out the window in awe. 

I sighed in frustration, great. There goes my plan to distract myself. I sit up and shuffle to grab a book, and that’s when it happens. 

All the lights flicker simultaneously, a telltale sign that power is about to go also, which I don’t think would help the current situation. I return to my spot under my bed, to which Yoko laughs, but it doesn't help much. I needed to leave before it got much worse.

Just my luck, at that moment the lights flicker on and off again before completely short-circuiting. Pitch black wasn’t my best friend unlike a certain Wednesday Addams, another reason to get out of here.

Yoko must have thought the same thing was about to happen because, in a few moments, the pitch black was illuminated by a strong torch that she had near her leg. It was strong enough to shine through the white blanket I was under, which I was thankful for.

I heard footsteps approach my bed, which made me jump slightly, but I quickly realised it was probably just Yoko coming to check on me. I peeked my head out slightly and saw her above me, smirking a bit. 

“You know you’ll be fine right?” she questioned, sitting down at the end of my bed. I curled my legs into myself as I pulled myself up to the headboard. I knew she meant no harm but it was instinctual from my home life. That was also the reason I hated storms… but I really don't want to think about that. 

“I know,” I reply kinda quietly to try and ease her worry for me. 

She gave me a kind smile back, and we kinda just sat there in silence with the thunder roaring over us. Every once in a while, lightning hit and I jumped, She grabbed my hand to calm me down the first time and kept it there. Tears stained my face as they slowly seeped out in 

After one really loud roll of thunder, a glimmer of an idea hit her as if lightning had personally struck her, “Do you think you’d be up to going to see Rowan? Not that I don't want you here of course but he can probably help you more”

Yoko was right, Rowan knew me better than anyone else, even myself sometimes. We’d been together for almost 2 years now, which was rare for a school relationship but somehow we just fit. He’d know how to help. 

“Ye-yeah” I stuttered, one problem, “but I can’t walk alone, I’ll probably end up in a ball somewhere, and Weems would find me and I’ll get in trouble."

“I wasn’t suggesting you walk alone,” she replied, “I’ll come with you to the dorm hall, all you got to do is walk down the hall, okay?”

All I had to do was the hall? That sounded reasonable, I replied “Ok, sounds go-good.”

So Yoko tugged me out of bed, and hesitantly I let her guide me. We grabbed our coats and were about to head off when I asked, “you’ll be ok coming back won’t you?”

She turned to me and stated “I have other plans, don’t worry.”

Ok then. 

---

When I got to the dorm hall, it was well past curfew and I knew I’d be in deep with Weems if you got caught again. She didn’t exactly like the late-night meetings or being dragged out of bed at midnight to deal with us. However, I was here now and it was useless going back to curling up under my sheets. 

Yoko had said her goodnights as she left me alone to wander to Rowan's room. The hall wasn't scary per se, but the few candles that lit the space were dull, so it was once again dark. 

I knocked on the dorm door, hoping it was quiet enough as to not be heard by anyone else but the people inside. Oh shit, I hope Xavier, his roommate, isn’t here to watch this meltdown, but it was too late now. Thankfully, light footsteps approached the other side and the door was pulled open slowly, obviously not expecting anyone at this hour.

Soft brown eyes greeted me, along with a smile as soon as Rowan registered who it was. His brown hair fell perfectly and his glasses frame his face really nicely in this light. However, the sweet smile faded as soon as he saw the state I was in. Realising there must still be tear stains covering my face, I went quickly to wipe my face but he was quicker to pull me into him.

Rowan pulled me farther into his room and the door shut behind us quietly. I don’t know how long we stood there, but it was long enough for my cries to turn into soft sniffles while Rowan kissed my head. 

“Do you want to go sit?” he asked softly. I looked up at him and nodded slowly, immediately he replied, “ok sweetheart.” 

Rowan helps me remove my wet coat along with my shoes, which he places at the foot of his bed. As soon as he does, I’m straight back in his arms. We shuffled over to the bed, which might I say is not as easy as it sounds when you’re in someone’s arms and they’re unwilling to release you. Which is cute in itself but isn't very practical. 

When we got onto the twin bed, Rowan situated himself under me so that I could just lay on him, which I was grateful for. An arm remained warped around me tightly, while the other traced down my back, which made me squirm just a tiny bit and he chuckled. Another kiss landed atop my head which I gave a small smile.

“There’s my girl, I was wondering where she went” Rowan whispered with a smile. 

“I’m here,” I giggle, looking up at him and then immediately turning away shyly to blush. How did I get so lucky? 

“If you’re here baby, can I see your face?” he replied as he caught my cheek with his thumb. I let him guide me back to his gorgeous eyes and kind smile. “Can I kiss you?”

“Please,” I whispered, he didn't have to ask but it was cute that he did. My lips met his, soft and sweet, very much him. I giggled a bit, biting my cheek, he tugged on my lip slightly. It was just us at that moment, and it felt so good.

Rowan pulled with a kiss on the cheek, and reached for his inhaler, mumbling something along the lines of “curse you asthma” as he did. My head returned to the comfy spot on his chest, catching my breath as well. 

We were like that for a while, it just felt right. 

“Hey, where’s Xavier?” I asked curiously as to why we weren’t getting annoyed groans in our general vicinity, not that I wasn’t happy about that fact.

He chuckles back, “I can’t believe that’s what you are worried about,”

“I’m definitely not, just seemed strange coming in here with no push back,” I replied 

This, once again made Rowan laugh and whisper semi-seductively, “I can give you pushback if that’s what you want baby,”

This just made me bury my face in his chest in embarrassment, he was so slight with it sometimes and he always knew it worked, hence the endless teasing. Pulling me closer to him, I forget how strong he is sometimes, even though most people don’t tend to notice. 

“I believe he’s at some party with Bianca and co,” he added. Oh, that’s where Yoko was off to then. She probably felt bad for leaving me alone and knowing parties aren't really my thing, decided it would be unfair to ask of me. Rowan took a deep breath and hesitantly asked, “are you alright now?”

“Yeah, just the-” I replied, pointing upwards and waving my finger around as if that was a word replacement. 

“Storm” he added, “I’m sorry I didn’t come to get you sooner, I know how much you hate them, I was caught up in an assignment.”

I shook my head, “No, no, no, it’s not your fault or your job for that mat-”

“It most definitely is my job” he cut me off but that just garnered me to shake my head more, “Uh huh, yes it is”

“Not”

“Is, I don’t like seeing you like you were when I opened the door, you’re breaking my heart baby” Rowan reacts a bit of unusual sourness to his voice.

I hug him even tighter, he’s so unbelievably good to me, I just whisper “I’m sorry, I couldn’t get a hold of you, the cell tower went down”

He takes a deep breath and smiles gently, “Stop apologizing for stuff you can’t control”

“Right back at you” I laugh, “but we got here and we’re good, aren't we?”

“We’re so good right now sweetheart” Rowan replies, laughing a bit too.

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We lay there for a while longer, just content with how we were. Thunder rolling over the night sky and the sounds of rain out the window - it wasn’t that bad now that I was in his arms, my own personal shield from the elements. It was at this moment I realized Rowan’s room was illuminated by candles of all kinds, it was really romantic for a school dorm.

“I like your candles” I comment, lifting my head to look around the room.

“I had them saved for a special occasion” he replied with a glimmer of mischievous, “But this works too,”

I think for a moment… it would take my mind off the storm, that’s for sure. So I replied sweetly “Who said we couldn’t use them for a special occasion?”

Rowan looked down at me with a mischievous glint glowing in his eye, “Are you sure you want that tonight sweetheart?”

I nod into him.

“I need words please” He stated sternly but with a smile. Rowan was, um, rough when he was in control, we had rules set out so neither one of us could get actually hurt and we both felt safe.

One of them was that we had to give explicit consent to the other whenever we were controlling the scene, so I obliged, “Yes, I want this”

“Ok, you know your rules and your safe words, anytime you want out-” He affirmed.

“I just have to say, I got it. '' I cut off, Rowan was always so careful to make sure I was comfortable with what was about to happen and I did the same for him when I was in control as well. We worked well in that way. 

“Can I see your pretty face again?” he asked as his thumb drew to my cheek and turned my head once again. He lent down to initiate the kiss, and soft lips enveloped mine once again, I swear I could live here forever. 

As the kiss grew deeper, I climbed on top of Rowan to get a better angle. This wasn’t any use though, because as soon as I was in the right position, strong hands gripped my sides and flipped my entire body. Now, Rowan had the upper hand on top and the only thing in his way was his glasses.

When we came up for air, Rowan hovered over me, looking amazing as he did so. He leaned over to his side table and removed his glasses while also going for a quick puff of his inhaler. I could be content between his legs forever. 

However, that quickly drew to a close when he returned his attention back to me, lowering himself onto his forearms to meet me. He gave a quick peck to my lips and slowly made his way down to my neck, sucking enough to leave bruises. 

I moaned loudly when he got to a really sensitive spot, to which he responded by coving my mouth to try to muffle the sounds. He knew this was ok, 3 taps to get out if I needed, and my hands were free to rummage through his hair. He came to a halt after a really loud moan, commenting “Hey baby, you gotta stay quiet for me, ok? I don’t want people down the hall hearing us”

I nodded and tapped him 2 times, meaning ok. He smiled up at me and whispered “Good girl,”

He slowly attached himself to my neck again, moving further down as he did - It felt so fucking good. When he got to the hem of my shirt, he looked at me with his soft eyes, once again asking permission. I nodded and pulled on my shirt to lift it over my arms. It got discarded and thrown on the dorm floor along with Rowan’s sweater.

I pulled on his tie to connect our lips again, I needed him to be close. He sunk his lips into mine, using the height he had to overpower me and battle me into submission. The tie he had on was wrapped in my hands as I tried to remove it but was making me frustrated. Rowan caught on pretty quick and decided to peel off my lips and loosen them to pull off. 

Once he had it in his hands, I stared at it for a brief moment - could I ask him to just maybe? I mean we’ve done it before and he certainly loves it. I think Rowan must’ve noticed because he says “if you want something, you’ve got to use your words”

Fuck. I was definitely caught, I sigh and very quickly ask, “Could you, um maybe, tie me up please”

He laughs a bit and I must turn bright red from embarrassment. He replies, “Can you say that again?”

I let out another sigh, so this is how it’s going to be. I try to curl into myself to hide but Rowan’s on it already, trapping my hands by his sides. I give in and ask again slower, “can you tie me up with your tie, please?”

He smiles and responds “Please, what?”

Catching his drift, I know what Rowan wants and he knows what it does to me. It’s also comforting in a way, to give him complete control over me. So I reply, “please, sir”.

“Good girl,” he praises with a kiss on my forehead, “I’ve got you.” 

I believe him completely, I trust him like nobody else. He slowly takes his tie and makes sure it is knotted around his bed frame while I lift my hand to meet him. He gently secures them in and I pull to make sure they’re tight enough.

“Ok,” Rowan comments, “You’ve got to make sure you’re quiet because I can’t cover your mouth”

“Yes, sir.” I reply quickly. He smiles down at me and scans my body underneath him.

He grabs behind me, undoing the clasp of my bra, along with the straps that hold it in place. He stares at my boobs for a good 10 seconds before doing anything else. Cute. 

“Do you like what you see?” I ask, smiling up at him, wiggling around to make them bounce a bit 

“Uh- ye-yea-yeah” He stutters for a second, reminding me that my cute nerdy-ass boyfriend is still under there. He coughs and grabs his inhaler - which makes me burst out laughing. He returns to me with a stern look, to which I quiet down to a giggle, but he just shakes his head. 

“You’re really cute y'know” I state 

He smiles at me, “Thanks, I guarantee you won't be saying that once I’m inside you though”

That just makes me turn red again, and he is the one laughing this time. Rowan makes his way down to my tits with kisses and then down even father to the top of my sweats. He looks back up at me for final confirmation, to which I nod.

“Words,” he reminds me.

“Yes, sir.” I respond softly, I need him to do something, anything at this point.

With that, he hooks his fingers under the soft cotton of my sweats and underwear and pulls them down in one fell swoop. The cold air hits me like a wave and I curl up - but as always Rowan is there to pin me down. He grabs my thighs and spreads them open for him to see.

“You’re so pretty,” He expresses with a smile. I go pink at the compliment - I can’t believe he’s mine. He lowers himself down to meet my pussy and starts sucking on my clit like there’s no tomorrow. I whine from not being about to do much or touch him but I suppress myself when he flicks his eyes to me, telling me to stop. He grips my thighs tighter as he delves in more. 

I am beginning to reach my climax and do you want to know what he does next? He stops like fully comes off me. I moan out from the loss of contact and writhe around trying to get any friction from anywhere.

“Shhh,” he states, “I got you, I got you.”

Rowan takes his hands from under me and pins me down till I stop.

“Why?” I whine in my haze - Rowans is not one to not make me finish that's for sure. 

“I promise it will make it ten times better when you do cum - I promise,” he whispers to me, “I also need to be inside you.”

I look up at him, hazy, already dipping into subspace from the stimulation and the emotions from before. At that moment, I realize he’s basically fully clothed and I… well I’m not at all.

“Hey, how is this clothing situation fair?” I ask lightly. He looks down at himself and then back up at me.

“You’re right, this is no good,” he replies and shuffles off the bed toward his wardrobe. I cry even more from the loss of complete contact, which catches Rowan off guard. He returns to my side, squatting down beside the bed and losing the tie so I can reach out for him. He takes my hand, kisses the knuckles, and says “I’m right here ok, right here - can you tell me your colour?”

I smile small, “green, I’m ok, it's just a lot.” 

“Alright,” he replies, still holding my hand in one of his while the other unbuttons the shirt he has on, “I’m just going to go put my clothes on my chair, ok?”

Two taps for ok and he kisses my head again. Shuffling over to his desk he takes his shirt and his trousers off, god he’s so beautiful. He comes back over as soon as he’s done, fully unclothed, kneeling down on the bed to meet me. 

“No changes since last time?” Rowan asked sweetly. Right, birth control and all that jazz.

I smile and shake my head, “No, sir.”

“Ok, you ready?” he asks, lining himself up with me. 

“Yes, please sir,” I practically moan out. He pushes in, he’s big so it's quite an experience - always the quiet ones. Once he is fully in, we connect lips again, pushing down on my tongue. 

At first, we remain like that, just letting us get used to each other. Rowan breaks the kiss, and asks “are you ok to move?”

I nod “Yes.”  

That's when he starts thrusting softly in and out of me, first, he is calm and collected. He keeps a solid pace, slightly wimping when our hips met and kissing me all over. I bite my lip to keep from screaming out in pleasure. I jut my hips to meet his, becoming full once again.

Rowan increased his pace as my hands tangled in his hair. If there was one thing this boy did know how to do, it was knowing exactly where to hit to stimulate me in the most insane ways. He found a sweet spot and hit it over and over and over so that it felt just right.

He was also not averse to using his abilities to enhance the experience. Using his mental ability to stimulate my clit without having to move his hands from mine was truly amazing. He was skilled at it, that’s for sure. It was an interesting feeling to have all your nerve endings stimulated at once to give you pleasure. 

Still pretty sensitive from before, like Rowan said I would be, aided me to get closer to the edge. This combined with the stimulation from his cock, sent me writhing pretty quickly. Wiggling and shaking around - I couldn’t help it, it felt so amazing. He kept his hands in mine, pinning them down so I didn't become too hard to control under his touch.

“Come on sweetheart,” he uttered, with even harder strokes which had me unable to control my moans anymore. 

“Plea-Please,” I breathed out shakily, I was so close. 

With one final slow thrust, the euphoric high of release overcame me. Fuck me. My brain fully went at this point, it wasn’t the most intense thing we’d done but I think it was the high emotions and the overall just sent me over the edge. It felt really fucking good. 

Rowan continued to up his pace, both with his mind and him inside me. He allowed my senses to overstimulate me and send me even higher. It made me whine “Fuck”

“I know, I know, but you can give me one more yeah?” he asserted - he was clearly trying to be the death of me. 

I could barely function, let alone speak but with a last bit of energy I managed out a quick breathy “Yes, sir”

He gave a nod in agreement and his thumb gently slide down my cheek, “Such a good girl for me”

He slammed himself into me, making me cry out in pleas. My neck became nothing more than something for Rowan to bury himself into while giving me hickeys which would definitely show tomorrow. I could feel the bruises being formed by his lips as he pulled the sensitive spot by the collarbone. 

I tried to buck my hips up to meet his, key word tried. It was more of a half-hearted attempt to bring me back to the situation but there was no hope. I was completely gone, the only thing that mattered was Rowan, the gorgeous boy in front of me. I was determined to bring him into the highest plane of euphoria, so I kept tightening around him and hoping he’s come along with me. 

Luckily for me, Rowan caught on pretty quickly with long strokes, holding on to me to gain pleasure. Faster and harder than before, he finished with a few final thrusts and cumming inside me, which also did me over. The high brought me even closer to the clouds than before. 

Rowan also seemed completely gone for a few moments, seeing the stars as he called it. He layed on top of me for a while, kissing me and my body lazily, just coming down from that high. I played with his hair for a bit, to which he hummed softly. He allowed me to come back to somewhat of a normal level of brain activity while he gently traced small stars into my skin along with a few more kisses here and there. 

I don’t quite know when, but at some point pulled out and got up, which I tried to lazily fight the warm body from leaving. He managed to get off the bed before I moaned at the loss of contact. He hummed in response, squatting down beside me and going in for a sweet kiss - which was much appreciated. I knew he had to get up and leave me to sort out the things he needed, which were to take care of us, but I still didn't want him to leave. 

When he finally broke the kiss, he did his signature forehead kiss and whispered “I gotta go for a minute, but I promise I’ll be back sweetheart.”

I flickered my eyes towards him, responded softly and with a small smile, “go”. 

So he got up and pulled himself from my grip, I repressed the urge to fight for him again. Instead, I lay there, listening to the wind and the rain and him in the bathroom. I began slowly positioning myself upwards, much to the dismay of the pain in my back but I knew it would help. The storm was calming down it seemed but the wind still howled through the courtyard and the school.

Returning from the bathroom a few minutes later, Rowan approached the bed, a towel around him and a damp white cloth in his hand. He moved to spread me open once more, this time the cloth came into contact with me, which made me sob a bit.

“Shhh… it’s good for you baby,” Rowan gently encouraged. He was right of course, but that didn't make it any less sensitive. 

Once he was down, he left again, but this time only for a brief moment. When he returned back to his room, he came with empty arms. Carefully he came over and helped me stand to meet him, which was painful but was helped by him. 

“Bathroom,” he directed as he wrapped his arm around me to guide me, walking over the barren hardwood which sent a coldness to my feet. I was thankful he was there, I’m pretty sure it would’ve been impossible to make it by myself, things littered the floor left and right. This made it very hard to walk in the low light but Rowan seemed to manage perfectly. Only having fumbled once, to which he hooks onto me with a cute laugh and a peck on the cheek, we made it to the bathroom. 

As soon as I felt the tile I tried to make a b-line to the bath that Rowan had drawn, but he had other plans. Gently guiding me with the palm of his hand along my back over to the toilet to get rid of the nasty stuff, he stayed with me till I was done and clean. 

With a little nod of my head, he pulled me into his side once again, lifting me into his arms this time. He's always said it is like carrying a feather with his abilities taking the physical weight off him. He’s just guiding me on where to go, but it feels no different when you’re zoned out. I wish he'd done it before, my legs were sore, but it was probably a good thing he made me walk through, to stretch knowing I’d be gone after the bath.

Gently, Rowan places himself into the bath, then me on top of him. It’s nice, the warm water hitting my skin as it makes little waves and with the candles scattered around, it’s magic. 

He pulled himself up and made sure my head was above the waterline. We layed like that for a while. I was fighting the urge to sleep when he started to glide his hands over my body lightly. My eyes closed once again and I fully surrendered to his touch. 

Rowan noticed how tired I was, probably knowing that between the storm and the sex, I was emotionally and physically drained. Which is why he whispered “Sleep sweetheart, I’ll take care of you, promise”.

I barely registered the sentence to nod, but as soon as I did, Rowan kissed my hair and I was off into the abyss, trusting that he’d keep his promise. 

---

I remember fading in and out of some sort of consciousness throughout the night. The sounds and smells of Rowan cleaning our bodies, along with the smell of bath salts and candles. It was peaceful. One of my favourite purple bath bombs layered the bath with stary swirls and bubbles 

After some time, Rowan finally exited the bath and got wrapped up in towels, before moving on to me. He most certainly used his powers to get me dry and into the pjs, I stored in his room. Thank you pre-planning. 

His glasses must have been back on because I distinctly remember accidentally brushing something metal near his face and cringing internally, hoping I didn't make them fall. But luckily he didn't pay much attention as he was too focused on other things. He laid me down on Xavier’s bed for a minute, which highly confused my delirious self. I quietly questioned him with a small mewl when he left my side, reaching out for him.

He turned back to face me, hand still in mine and chucked, “I thought you were asleep,”

“I am, keep going and coming,” I replied weakly and a bit hazy, I wanted to let him know I wasn't fully there

“Ah,” he said as he approached me again, making us level as he squatted “well I need to change the sheets baby, you made a bit of a mess”

“Sorry,” I replied with guilt. I should at least help him, I thought. But almost immediately after trying to get up, I fell back down onto my stomach, to which Rowan laughed. 

“Don’t worry about it baby, I got it. Besides, I love taking care of you, so let me,” he stated, his thumb tracing my hand. He smiled at me and lent over for a quick peck to my lips. He then got up to stand again, let go of my hand, walked over to his closet and rummaged till he found the extra sheets he was searching for. Meanwhile, I let sleep consume me once more, the black abyss taking me away once again. 

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Rowan must have finished the bed because before I knew it, I was in his arms again being taken from one bed to another. My sweet boy. 

Carefully he laid me down under the sheets, and then tucked me in. He blew out all the candles that surrounded us, as well as in the bathroom. Soon though, he came back and peeled back the covers on his side, sliding under the warm blankets as he did. 

I gently found myself sliding over to him for even more warmth and comfort. He allowed me to roll onto him, with my neck in the crook of his. His hands once again drew patterns on my back, a reminder that he was still there if I needed him 

I just curled into him deeper, not caring about the 6 am wake-up call I would get so I could slip away before we were caught.

“Thank you,” I whisper, I don’t know what inclined me but I felt the need. Maybe it was the profound sense of safety I found in his arms as they held me tight or the emotional stability I now had, but I thought it was necessary. 

Rowan’s hands faltered for a brief second, and then he whispered, “Anytime, sweetheart."

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[nezoid]

Jenna Ortega talks about becoming close friends with / the possibility of dating Percy Hynes White, Georgie Farmer, and Emma Myers.

[iikkeee]

Drawing | x. thorpe

Xavier Thorpe x female reader! fluff!

Warnings: Horrible teacher, bullying, panic attack

Summary: Y/n and Xavier have a crush on each other but neither of them know until their teacher reveals the secret

A/n: I do not support Percy in any way!!! I’m separating the character from the actor. Also i might create a part 2 for this but idk, I hope you guys enjoy this <3

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You sat in the back of the class lazily drawing circles on your paper and leaning back in your chair, rocking it back and forth. You started at the board, where your teacher was writing who knows what in white chalk. You were surprised you were still conscious, especially with half of the class asleep on their desks.

You shifted your eyes from the board to the long haired boy in front of you. You blushed as you analyzed his sharp features, he rested his face on his hand as he lazily looked at the board. You've had a crush on him for a while but you didn't even know if he knew your name. You sighed and leaned on your desk as you practically drooled over the psychic boy.

Suddenly you felt a hit on your shoulder ''ow what the fuck..'' you whispered as you rubbed your shoulder and looked to the side.

''you're so obvious it hurts'' Enid whispered back as she rolled her eyes and motioned towards the desk, you looked and saw that your paper was full of little doodles of the long haired boy, with an extremely detailed one in the middle of it.

''omg-'' you whispered screamed as your eyes widened and you crumbled it in your hands.

"Why didn't you tell me?!?'' You said shoving the girl

''I did!" She rolled her eyes and shock her head

''How didn't I know'' you sighed hitting your head on your desk

''It seems you were too preoccupied hmmm I don't know....drooling!" She chuckled, you pressed your hand against her mouth as to stop her from speaking any louder.

"Ladies, do you have anything to say to the class'' The teacher said, her foot tapping on the cold floor as she crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows.

You both stood up from your seats and cleared your throats

''Um nothing'' you blushed furiously as you noticed the whole entire class staring at you, and even worse Xavier was staring right at you. You eagerly kept your paper behind your back

''yeah, I was just asking y/n a question about the equation'' Enid said as she rubbed the back of her neck.

The teachers eyes flickered from Enid to you, she narrowed her eyes before walking down the aisle, the rest of the students widened their eyes and murmured as they saw her walk past them. When she reached your seats you almost died.

"Y/n, would you mind telling me what's in your hands?'' She said pointing to your hands that were behind your back

"oh...um it's nothing'' You said awkwardly, there was no way this was happening right...?!? The one time you draw Xavier suddenly your teacher wants to see what you were doing, you wanted to sink in a hole as you tried to think of excuses.

''Oh that's just our answer sheet' Enid said quickly as she grabbed your hand and squeezed, you could tell she was scared for you. You prayed that her excuse would work, that was until you felt the paper get snatched from your hands, your jaw almost dropped to the floor as you brought your hands to the front and saw nothing in them

"Wait no!" You stuttered as you reached out for the paper, but your teacher was already to the front of the class.

"Take this as a warning to whoever wants to goof off in my classroom, lets see what this is'' She said as she uncrumpled the paper and cleared her throat.

"Well it looks like Ms. l/n has a little crush'' she teased as she smirked and held the paper up so that everyone could see it. You swear you were about to cry, as you heard the murmurs and chuckles from the other students.

Enid looked at you, shock written on her face, you tried to breath but ran out the classroom. Tears fell out of your eyes as you ran into a secluded corner, far away from your classroom. You held your knee's to your chest as you cried. You have never been that embarrassed in your life, and especially by your own teacher, you tried to steady your breathing but failed in the process as you rocked back and forth.

Xavier sat in the classroom, his pencil moving to draw random things. he sighed as he listened to his teacher lecture. But when he dropped his pencil behind his chair he quickly moved to get it, when he looked up he saw your face. You were ethereal with you e/c eyes and h/c hair, you features framed your face perfectly as you payed attention to the board. Xavier had see you around school and thought you were beautiful, he never trusted himself enough to ask you out though.

When he got back into her chair he took his pencil and began scribbling your face from the small details of your birthmarks and the big ones like your luscious lips that he wished he could kiss. He gazed at the drawing her created, he wanted to catch all of your features and he did so wonderfully.

He flipped onto the other pages of his notebook and sighed as he saw the other drawings he had made of you, each of them had their own charm. Whether it was you smiling or just your simple resting face, it made him swoon.

He brought a small drawing up into the air, cupping it in between his hands as to hide it from your view, he smiled as he saw it become animated, it moved from side to side and smiled at him. He heard your whispers with your friend and smiled, he adored your voice, it was so nice and smooth.

He felt like a creep for drawing you and doing so much more just to try and interact with you, but he couldn't help it. You were like a living painting to him, someone who he wanted to touch and be with.

Once he heard the teacher yell he frantically smashed the drawing in his palms, he winced as he realized what he had done to your drawing, but it would be better off for it to be gone rather than you to see it.

He turned back in his chair and stared into your e/c eyes which were shifting from your hands to the teacher. He felt horrible as he noticed the scared expression on his face, he could tell you were anxious by the way you were standing, with you hands behind your back and your shifting of feet. When he saw the teacher rip the paper from your hands he was shocked, how could a teacher even do that to a student?

"Take this as a warning to whoever wants to goof off in my classroom, lets see what this is'' She said as she uncrumpled the paper and cleared her throat.

"Well it looks like Ms. l/n has a little crush'' she teased as she smirked and held the paper up so that everyone could see it. Xavier's heart dropped as he stared at the paper.

There was no way that was a drawing of him...right? He had no idea that you shared the same thing that he had been doing. All this time he had felt like a creep for drawing you but you were doing the same.

He suddenly felt more connected to you than ever before, and when you ran out of the classroom, he knew he had to go and find you. He quickly got up from his chair and grabbed his notebook, filled with drawings of your face.

"Why the fuck would you do that?" He said spreading his arms out in disagreement as he pointed at the teacher who still was stood up laughing at the paper

"No cursing in my classroom, oh also tell Ms. l/n that she'll have to go to the principal office since she ran out of class today'' The teacher said rolling her eyes

"You're unbelieved..." Xavier said his eyebrows furrowed as he walked towards the teacher and snatched the paper out of her hands before walking down the aisle and going outside of the classroom, he slammed the door shut, causing every student in the class to jump.

Enid sighed as she sat down in her chair that she had abandoned before. She crossed her arms angrily as she tried to process the scene that she had witnessed. She wish she could go out and comfort you but she knew that you would be fine, especially with Xavier who surely was going to go and find you.

Xavier scanned the halls, going through every corner he could find. Even stopping to ask people if they knew where you were. He was almost defeated by not finding you before he stopped your h/c hair which was flowing over your slumped body.

He jogged his way to you, crouching down in front of you. You sniffed but brought your head up as soon as you saw a figure form in front of you. There you saw Xavier, the boy who was practically the reason why you were so embarrassed.

"Hey, Y/n L/n...right?" He asked, his hands moving to give you the paper that was the cause of your nightmares.

"yeah, thanks'' you mumbled as you grabbed the paper from his hands delicately

"It wasn't cool for the teacher to do that, she's an asshole'' He snickered trying to cheer you up

"..yeah'' you whispered gripping the paper before throwing it on the ground, you were surprised when he suddenly got up and picked it back up.

"This is a great drawing you know?" He said smiling down as he smoothed it out

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable'' You said sighing as you frowned

"No don't worry about it'' He chuckled before grabbing his notebook and handing it to you.

"Here take a look at this'' He said nodding over to it, you were confused but grabbed it and opened it.

You smiled as you looked at his different drawings, from flowers to spiders he seemed to have drew it all.

"You're an amazing artist'' You smiled, your tears suddenly becoming dry.

"Thank you, but here'' He said as he flipped the notebook to a page.

You eyed it and saw that it was a beautiful drawing of a girl you were shocked, you blushed as you realized that the drawing wasn't just a random girl but you. He had drawn everything from your birthmarks to your small freckles.

"This is...beautiful...'' you said running your fingers down the page

"I just wanted you to know that I did the same thing..''

"You know up until now I didn't even know if you knew my name'' you chuckled

"Same with you..." He replied back, his hand resting on your knee.

You stayed in silence for a moment admiring the drawings you had made for each other before he cleared his throat, making you look up into his brown eyes.

"So since there's no embarrassment now, then....would like to go out some time?'' He asked shyliy

"I would love to'' You smiled.

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[oceanblueeyesoul]

Hi, I hope you're ok.

I wanted to ask if you could do a Marauders, Wednesday and Disney matchup, please.

I'm half Mexican half Argentine. She/her, 5'4, aquarius, long brunet hair, honey eyes, pale skin, not so chubby body. I have myopia, aka, I see nothing without my glasses. I love books and painting with watercolors.

Indie pop and romance, yes please! Dark and chaos academia are my favorite things.

Imaginary scenarios all day, simping for fictional characters, reading fanfiction. Give. It. To. Me.

Sweet cute nerds and soft cute himbos are my soft spot.

I get super excited talking about things I like, I'm the smart girl of my class, and I love learning random things, especially fun facts.

I'm not really open with people i just met, but once I got to met you, I can't stop talking. Kinda insecure if my friends aren't bother by this. Plus i seem to have a tendency of having supper chill and calmed friends, when I want friends that I can be silly, do stupid things and don't stop laughing but I really love my friends.

I give my love to friends really easy and out of nowhere, something I already got hurt with, so now I'm more careful.

Hope this isn't way to much text. And thank for reading it, and doing it if you do :].

Hi there, sweetie! I really hope you like this a lot!

Harry Potter (Marauders Era) Matchup

Your Harry Potter (Marauders Era) soulmate is...

REMUS LUPIN!

The two of you would definitely be reading books together in a quiet and intimate places because the two of you loves to hear each other reading a book.

He would definitely be always reminding you to take a spare glasses for you anywhere he goes if you lost your original glasses for one day.

The two of you would definitely be talking about fun facts together and just enjoying about to learning new things together as a team.

Pisces x Aquarius lovebirds!

Wednesday (Netflix) Matchup

Your Wednesday (Netflix) soulmate is...

XAVIER THORPE!

The two of you would definitely be doing painting with watercolours together because it is so much more fun painting with watercolours together than separately.

He would definitely be listening to hear talking you about your favourite things in the whole world because he wants to make you smile at him.

He would definitely be looking into your honey eyes for a eternity because he thinks that your eyes are gorgeous to look at from his point of view.

Aquarius x Aquarius soulmates!

Disney Matchup

Your Disney soulmate is...

CARLOS DE VIL!

The two of you would definitely be geeking over fun facts together and loves to learn new things together as a team and a fun thing to do together.

The two of you would definitely be reading books together in a quiet and intimate places because the two of you want to hear each other's voices when the two of you are reading a book together.

He would definitely be carrying your spare glasses anywhere he goes just in case if you misplace your original glasses somewhere.

Scorpio x Aquarius sweethearts!

[ilikegecos]

to all the grown people writing about children on this app y’all make me sick if you have to “age up” the character maybe don’t write the smut creeps😁🤘🏽

[kylepleasestop]

Xavier: Wednesday showed feelings?

Enid: A feeling. Seemed like a human one. It’s hard to tell.

[mystargirl-interlude]

after what came out about Percy I’m not going to continue writing for him until or if he’s proven innocent so for now I’m just going to write for billy and stranger things characters. I’m so disgusted by what Percy has done and I’m just going to continue writing like I normally do but I’m not gonna write for Xavier or Percy in general

[evolvingchaoswitch]

Chapters: 14/? Fandom: Wednesday (TV 2022) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage Relationships: Wednesday Addams & Xavier Thorpe, Xavier Thorpe/Original Character(s), Ajax Petropolus & Enid Sinclair, Wednesday Addams/Xavier Thorpe Characters: Xavier Thorpe, Wednesday Addams, Ajax Petropolus, Enid Sinclair, Original Non-Human Character(s) Additional Tags: Hurt Xavier Thorpe, Xavier Thorpe Needs a Hug, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Polyamorous Character, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Consensual Underage Sex, Underage Drinking, BDSM, Canon-Typical Violence, Implied/Referenced Torture, Dubious Consent, Hate Sex, War Summary:

Xavier and Ajax have a well needed heart to heart and Wednesday gets an unexpected text message.

@weeping-in-the-willows @watchersclaws-blog @wenvierismycomfort @satcu 

[heyharoldsboo]

Happy Valentine's day Bestie.

As gift for all your hard work here is a small snippet for your Weniver heart. I hope you like it.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Wednesday finds herself storming into Xavier’s dorm room after waiting in the quad for 30 minutes before realizing he wasn’t just running late. She hears herself muttering under her breath ways she wanted to kill him before stopping short to find him lying relaxed on his bed, still in the clothes she saw him wear this morning, a book open in his lap, eyes closed shut. 

“Xavier Thorpe. You stood me up because you fell asleep. I have tortured people for less.” She says out loud as she makes her way to the bed, dropping herself next to him and places her hand on his chest ready to shake him awake. Before she can blink an electric current runs up her spine towards her neck and throws her head back. The last thing she sees is his ceiling.

Wednesday quietly takes in her surroundings.  

Darkness. Moonlight shining through a window. A chill from the breeze outside. A melody softly playing. A cello. Warmth. Light from a fire. A fireplace surrounded by dark mahogany wood, Victorian cravings in the frame. A sigh. 

The outtake of breath grabs her attention as she snaps her head to the velvet couch that lays across from the fireplace and its occupants. A man sits in the corner as he watches the flames. The glare from the fire lights up his face and she finds herself staring at Xavier. Only it is not, not the Xavier she knows.This one looks older. It seems he still has kept his hair at its long length, the brown strands falling into his eyes. He looks soft in this light, his eyes unguarded. She watches as his eyes drift down and that is when she notices his hand movement. It runs up and down on something dark. 

Wednesday tries to adjust her eyes in the dim light and finds herself looking at more hair. Black hair. A little girl. In this older Xavier’s lap is a small child, dressed in black and white, sleeping soundlessly in his chest. He looks at the child like…. Like she was something precious, something angelic. 

“It looks like you were right, my love.” His voice rings out, breaking Wednesday concentration . She looks back up to the man only to find him staring right back at her. Directly in her eyes. “It seems she loves the cello. Just like her mother.”

Wednesday feels the rush of air flow back into her lungs as she finds herself staring back at the ceiling of Xavier’s dorm room. 

“Wednesday.” She hears as warm hands cups her shoulder with a slight squeeze. She turns to the voice to find Xaiver awake looking at her with concern under the layer of sleep still lingering on his gaze. 

“What are you doing here?” 

She tries to find her voice but she feels herself still shaken to the core from the scene she just witnessed. What was it? A dream? A fantasy? A vision? She swallows down the unsteady feeling and looks back at the boy to give him a tight lip smile. 

“You never showed up. I was waiting for approximately 30 minutes.” She finds herself answering, feeling a little more like herself as each second passes. 

“The Quad.” He replies, throwing his head back. He moves his hands away from her shoulders to his face as he rubs his eyes before running it through his hair, brushing the brown strands away from his face. “I am so sorry Wednesday. I guess I was more tired than I thought. Didn’t think I would fall asleep.”

“It’s okay.” She hears herself say and sees him look back at her. She takes a second before adding. “Did you have a good sleep?”

She watches as the corners of his lips lift up into a grin. Something flashes across his eyes, almost like recognition she would dare to say. Does that mean it was his dream she saw? Or was it a vision that she happened to stumble upon? Did he know? About her presence?

She watches as he tilts his head to the side, smiling at her with a hint of a teasing smirk and she prepares herself for what he is about to say. 

“Something tells me you already know.”

~*~*~*~*~

Love you.

BESTIEEEEE THIS IS ADORABLE ADORABLE ADORABLE

I LOVE MY GIFT <3<3<3

I NEED MOOOOORE

so so so so soft XAVIER WITH A BABYYYYYY

[sebastianwritesfanfiction]

Master List for Requests

I ONLY WRITE WLW SO FOR THE MALES IT’S PLATONIC WITH A CAPITOL P

Stranger Things

Max Mayfield

Robin Buckley

Nancy Wheeler

Eleven/Jane

Steve Harrington(PLATONIC ONLY)

Mike Wheeler(PLATONIC ONLY)

Lucas Sinclair(PLATONIC ONLY)

Dustin Henderson(PLATONIC ONLY)

Wednesday(Series)

Wednesday Addams

Enid Sinclair

Bianca Barcley

Xaiver Thorpe(PLATONIC ONLY)

Tyler Gaplin(PLATONIC ONLY)

Marvel

Natasha Romanoff

Pepper Potts

Carol Danvers/ Captain Marvel

MJ

May Parker

Shuri

Wanda Maximoff

Valkyrie

Hope van Dien

Yelena Belova

Kate Bishop

DC

Harley Quinn

Wonder Woman

Kara Danvers/ Zor el

Alex Danvers

Lena Luthor

Thea Queen

Sara Lance

Laurel Lance

Dinah Drake

Felicity Smoak

Ava Sharpe

Poison Ivy

Cat Woman

( I’m sorry but i won’t do any Male Characters for DC sorry to those who do want them)

The Originals

Klaus Mikaelson(PLATONIC ONLY)

Hope Mikealson

Freya Mikealson

Elijah Mikealson(PLATONIC ONLY)

Hayley Marshall

Rebekah Mikealson

Kol Mikealson(PLATONIC ONLY)

Twilight

Bella Swan

Alice Cullen

Rosalie Cullen

IT

Beverly Marsh

Dungeons and Dragons

Doric

(Those are all for now I’ll add more if i find more fandoms)

[nezoid]

Jenna Ortega, Percy Hynes White, and Georgie Farmer at Fashion week in Paris.

[ao3feed-wenvier]

Harry Potter and The Outcasts

by Angelhunter_248

It’s been 2 years since Wednesday Addams defeated Joseph Crackstone and preventing Nevermore Academy from falling into eternal ruin. Though it kind of created a different problem in which now that almost a majority of the American Wizarding World doesn’t want anything to do with the Magic School.

Until new the headmaster has received a letter from the headmaster of Hogwarts. About reinstating an student exchange program between the schools.

Join Wednesday, Xaiver and Emmalina as they uncover the mysteries of Hogwarts alongside a certain dark haired boy and his friends.

Words: 1306, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Wednesday (TV 2022)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Gen

Characters: Wednesday Addams, Xavier Thorpe, Harry Potter, Original Characters, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Filius Flitwick, Minerva McGonagall, Luna Lovegood, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Enid Sinclair, Ajax Petropolus, Original Female Character(s), Neville Longbottom

Relationships: Wednesday Addams/Xavier Thorpe, Wednesday Addams & Original Female Character (s), Draco Malfoy/Original Female Character(s), Ajax Petropolus/Enid Sinclair, Hermione Granger/Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood/Blaise Zabini

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Nevermore Academy (Wednesday), Hogwarts Third Year, Nevermore Academy Takes Place In The 90s, Hogwarts Fourth Year, Hogwarts Fifth Year, Hogwarts Sixth Year, Hogwarts Seventh Year, Developing Friendships, Friendship, Adventure, Eventual Romance, Magic, Post-Wednesday (TV 2022) Season 1, Crossover

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54515488

[only-luce-the-goose]

Other Random Stories

Batman

Wyatt

Xaiver Thorpe

[iamprincess-x]

Do a part 2 of I’ve got a race to win! PLS it’s so good like give us the smut 😩😩

Ummmmmmmm so no smut(sorry to disappoint) but I don’t write that but heres a part two nonetheless

Also I honestly didn’t expect part one to get so much attention

This is about Xaiver and NOT Percy Hynes-White

-Victory-

Xavier Thorpe X Reader

Part One

Ummmmmm yeah. Typical relationship problems sequel. Slight angst(maybe, not really) ahead. Happy ending because I can’t write one that isn’t annnnnnd Xaiver’s a little bit of a whiney bitch in this (that boy has some abandonment issues and maybe some other things, depressed ass) This is also kinda shitty because i honestly didn’t know how to expand on part one

——— ———

Oh god you fucked up. How you fucked up, you aren’t quite sure.

After the Poe cup you tried to get back to Xavier, but you just got caught up in everyone. Your team decided to have a mini celebration in your dorm and whenever you tried to leave, someone pulled you back.

You didn’t think too much of it, Xavier was your best friend(? Boyfriend? You don't really know) you could talk to him tomorrow.

But, as it seems, he did not want to talk to you.

You tried, you tried a ton. Every class you had with him you made a point to sit next to him and try to get his attention. You passed notes, made quiet quips to him about the lessons, tried to follow him to classes you didn’t even have.

He was ignoring you. It was very plain to see. Maybe if you had found him immediately after the cup. Maybe if you talked to him more insistently. Maybe if you hadn’t kissed him at all. You could have been misreading the signals, there might not have been any to begin with. And now you have fucked up and you don’t even really know what your fuck up is.

“I don’t see why you can’t just speak with him.” Wednesday says, watching you pathetically lay face down on Enid’s bed. “He’s ignoring them though.” Enid replies, sitting down next to you.

“I don't see why you can’t use force. Or let me drain him of his blood, that would put an end to this exhausting situation and let me have quiet writing time.” She snips out, pushing the keys on her typewriter a bit too forcefully.

“I’m not as intimidating as you. He’d see through any intimidating facade I put on.” You put a mocking tone on intimidating, knowing Xaiver would probably laugh in your face if you tried to be forceful with him.

He didn’t laugh when you were nipping at his neck in the forest

You groan at your thoughts, who even knows if he actually enjoyed that. Could have been faking to stall you. Which, in hindsight, doesn’t really make sense considering all it did was stall him.

A knock on the door breaks you out of your thoughts.

“Why is our room the one everyone decides to congregate in?” Wednesday asks annoyed, getting up to angrily open the door.

You jolt upright at Xavier’s voice.

“Wednesday, I really need to talk to you.” He said, not yet noticing you. She groans in response before stalking over to you.

Xaiver looks… honestly as bad as you felt, despite that you can’t help find his undone look incredibly attractive. Even though he looks ready to bolt as soon as he sees you.

Wednesday grabs your hand, forcefully pulling you up and dragging you towards the door.

“I believe you need to speak with them.” She replies by pushing you out the door.

You both stand there silently for a very long time.

You don’t really know what he’s waiting for. You’ve tried talking to him and all he does is push you away. The sigh that comes out of you when you realize he’s waiting for you is quite pitiful if you’re being honest.

You start to walk away, not letting him have the satisfaction of you asking what’s wrong again.

“Wait! Please… we really should talk.” He says after grabbing your arm. He puts on a joking tone, as if you’d laugh after all your dropped jokes from today.

“I don’t see why you want to talk now. After I’ve been trying all day.” You quip back, thoroughly exhausted with him.

“I know… I shouldn't have ignored you. I just… can we not do this in front of Enid’s room where you know she’s listening? Please?” He trails off, placing a pointed stare at the door behind you.

“Fine.” You sigh out, removing your hand from his grip and walking swiftly down the hallway. He catches up with you easily. Damn those long legs.

The walk to your dorm is awkward. So very awkward. The both of you used to be able to fill any silence with banter, gossip, or nothing at all, not caring what filled the silence, just that you were spending time with one another.

Then you went and screwed it all up.

Or he did.

Or you both did.

You honestly don’t know.

When you open the door you both walk quickly in, letting him shut it before leaning back.

“Look, I… I’m sorry for ignoring you. It was uncalled for.” He gets out, he’s never really been good at apologies.

“I don’t care that you were ignoring me, okay I care but I just want to know the reason. What did I do that made you so pissed?” You ask, placing your hands on your hips.

He looks utterly astonished that you don’t know, not taking into consideration that he didn’t tell you.

“Excuse me? You used me! You kissed me when you knew I liked you to win the stupid trophy and didn’t even care enough to spare me a glance after you did.” He answers, which only makes you more confused.

“First of all you kissed me, not the other way around! And secondly, how could I have used your feelings if I didn’t even know you had them! And third of all! I tried to talk to you and you blew me off!” You reply, stalking closer to him.

“How could you not have! I made it so incredibly obvious! Everyone knew! They constantly joked about how whipped I am in front of you!” He says, exasperatedly, running his hands through his hair.

“Well I didn’t! And now you decide to ignore me because I couldn’t get back to you immediately after I won! I wanted to! If that makes you feel better. Except you’re so good at ignoring me and not just fucking communicating like a rational person, that that wouldn’t have mattered! Ya’ know sometimes I think- “ it doesn’t really matter what you think when Xavier pulls you head forward to meet your lips with his.

While this is most certainly not a solution to the problem at hand you can’t deny it’s a very good distraction. Xavier’s hands land on your cheeks, making sure you don’t stray too far from him in your attempts for breath, while yours are clutched at his shirt, just as desperate to keep him close to you.

God, it’s lovely, hot breaths mingled in between long drawn out kisses and Xaivers short groans whenever you decide to nip at his lips.

Reluctantly(very reluctantly) you pull away from him.

“This isn’t exactly communicating.” You whisper out, looking at Xaivers flushed face.

“You’re not getting the message?” He says, trailing one of his hands down to rest on your hip. “I love you, have for longer than I’d like to admit.”

“Thankfully, don’t know what I’d do if I had to go back to pretending that you don’t drive me crazy.” You confess, quivering as his thumb swipes over your lips.

“I might need to make it a little clearer though.” He suggests with a devious glint in his eyes.

“Maybe… “ you breathe out, your eyelids already sliding shut.

Once his lips are on yours for a third time in the past 24 hours, you don’t think you could ever remember when victory tasted as sweet.