#xaiver thorpe

[bokutos-biddys]

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

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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.

[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

[lovingviolet]

If you write nsfw I had this xaiver/reader idea. So like there was this whole sex paint made specifically so partners could do body paint and then diddle the doughnut ontop of a tarp and turn it into like a tapestry. If you don't do nsfw I have this ajax/reader and xavier/reader idea where both boys are pinning after the reader only to discover they are poly and like both of them.

thank you for requesting!

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xavier thorpe x fem! reader

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“where did you get this ?”

“i found it online, i’m sure we could put it to great use”

somehow you had gotten your hands on a new set of paints for xaiver. not just any kind of paint though, you had gotten him sex paint. you were scrolling aimlessly online when you came across it. it was more of an impulse purchase. you had hesitated on bringing it to him but you couldn’t let it go to waste.

“if you wanted to have sex you could’ve just told me” xavier says followed by a chuckle as he steps closer to you.

“i know but i wanted to use the paint too. we’ve never done anything like that before so i wanted to try it out” you said wrapping your arms around his neck.

xavier dipped his head down, leaving kisses down the side of your neck. “alright, if you really want to baby we can try it.. under one condition ” he pulls away just as you began to lean into his touch. he was such a tease.

“what is it?” you ask, he grabs a tarp big enough for the two of you to lay on top of and opens the box of paint.

“you have to let me hang it up in my dorm after it dries”

you thought about it for a moment. you didn’t think that anyone would be able to make out what it was. you’d be reminded of tonight’s events every time you saw it, you wouldn’t mind that.

“okay, deal” you agreed and xavier smiled. he laid everything out for the two of you as you patiently wait beside him.

after he finished setting up, he stood in front of you. placing his hands on your hips as he towered over you. “you ready?”

you nod quickly, xavier doesn’t hesitant to lean down and pulling you into a kiss.but didn’t take long for it to become heated. xavier begins to undress you with out pulling away.

you giggle into the kiss, feeling him fumble with your buttons for a bit before finally getting your shirt off. his hands trail to your back and unclips your bra, letting it fall down your arms.

he pulls away to admire your chest as if he hadn’t seen it hundreds of times before. no matter how many times you two have done it, he always stops to admire your body.

xavier pulls off his shirt to make it even before laying you down on the tarp. he instructed you to lift your hips before pulling off your bottoms.

after the both of you were completely naked he grabbed the paint. “i wanted to take the time to paint something really nice on you, but i don’t know how much longer i can wait” he chuckled

you hadn’t even noticed xavier’s growing erection until it was pressed against your thigh. “i could always buy some more for us to do it again” you suggest

“i’d like that” he smirks as he opens up the blue paint. xavier pours some onto his hand, you let out a quiet gasps as he spreads the cold paint onto your warm skin.

even though the paint was cold you couldn’t help how turned on you were. spreading the paint into xavier’s body and him doing the same to yours felt really intimate.

behind you knew it you were covered in paint and so was he. “you’ve always been a work of art but this took it to a whole other level” he teases

he kisses you again but this time it was more needy, more desperate than before. his clean hand went down to your entrance, causing you to let out a whine

“you’re so wet already” xavier says against your lips, his fingers brushing over your sensitive clit. you can only let out a moan in response causing him to smirk.

xavier enters a finger inside of you, only causing you to moan louder into the kiss. the paint already starting to smear on the tarp. you can’t help but grind against his fingers, you needed more.

xavier thrusts his fingers in and out if you at a steady pace. he was teasing you and you knew it. “p-please xavier” you whine and he pulls away to look down at you.

“please what? use your words baby” xavier teases, increasing his pace just a bit. he wanted you to beg for it and as always, you did just that

“please f-fuck me” you begged, looking up at him with a clearly desperate expression. he smirked pulling his fingers out of you.

“such a good girl, of course i can” xavier says stroking his cock, letting out low groans as he did. you lifted your hips a bit as you watched him stroke himself, you needed him so bad.

“someone’s desperate to be fucked hm?” xavier taunts. he leans over grabbing a condom from one of desk drawers.

xavier quickly sliding on the condom seeing how badly you wanted it. he wanted you just as much. “well , i won’t make you wait any longer”

xavier thrust inside of you at a slow yet rough pace. you let out cries of pleasure as finally enters you.

you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down into a kiss. even though you were mostly moaning into his mouth. this was going to be a long night.

after multiple sloppy make out sessions and doing it in many different positions, you both finally tired yourself’s out.

you laid there panting beneath your boyfriend. “i hope it turns out nice” you say, clearly worn out from your activities

“i’m sure that it will, we put a lot of effort into it” xavier said

(a day later)

“when did you make this?” ajax asked pointing to the new tapestry on xavier’s wall.

“y/n and i made it a few days ago. it was really fun”

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i’m sorry this is so bad, i suck at writing smut lol

[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. 

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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. 

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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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[hyperlesbo]

Jenna Ortega PSA

hey, everyone. I’m going to do us all a favor and give out a PSA. To start off, Jenna Ortega is the actress for Wednesday in the new hit Netflix series, Wednesday. Wednesday is a very stoic, blank, and bluntly honest character. Jenna’s popularity has made a breakthrough, and people are now giving her loads of recognition and praise, as her acting is incredible. Does this remind you of anyone? Perhaps, Eddie Munson? And oh boy, we know how that turned out. New oddball character introduced —> quickly beloved by fans —> seemingly unknown actor portraying character makes a breakthrough popularity-wise —> a vast amount of head-cannons start to arise —> people begin to fuse actor and character into one being —> drama WIPES out the character —> character becomes cringe —> fans become cringe —> character is now unloved, cringe, and rejected by media —> actor is now stuck and forced into drama.

*sigh*… history repeats itself, sadly enough. I get this horrid gut feeling that the posts and rumors about Jenna are about to flood the media in the near future. I just get that telling vibe by the tone and subject of the posts. Jenna is already being accused of queerbaiting, and soon enough, we will have a Kit Connor situation on our hands, regardless of if she is queer or not. I have no clue of how to stop this, but we need to try and find a way, and fast. This situation could severely wound Jenna’s career, and that would be devastating at such an early point in her acting. This “quirky n’ queer” phenomenon has already taken full force, so we cannot prevent it from happening entirely. But I beg of you, no matter whatever corner of the internet we belong to, lets team up and try our hardest to secure Jenna’s future and reputation as an actor. I refuse to let the loud minority of the fans overpopulate the quiet majority. Let’s do what we do best and raise our voices enough to reach mainstream media. Fuck, we’ve done it before. With enough willpower, the internet can shine a spotlight on whatever it wishes. Repost this, write your own PSA on other sites, hell, even share this to the ones accusing her. i dont care what anyone does, but godammit we need to use the internet for A GOOD REASON and HELP Jenna out.

[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!

[romanscoming]

"CRAVING HIS AND YOURS"

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Xavier Thorpe x Reader x Ajax Petropolus

📢-HEADS UP: reader is black chubby/curves,, hair is a mixture of reader natural hair color but turns white sometimes in the story from her visions/seer effects.

BLACK!CURVY!VAMPIRE/HYBRID!SEER/ZOOLINGUALISM!READER

🚨WARNINGS: mentions of blood, murdering, mommy/daddy issues, descriptions of blood, death, vampires/werewolf’s, dangerous, school of monsters and outcase, heartbreaking, smut/sex, profanity, violence, nsfw, usage of drugs/alcohol, childhood trauma, bullying, gore, teenage behavior, love-triangle, ploy relationship, fighting, gun?, foul language, animal talking, usage of substances, kinives, mentions of cheating, disappearance/kidnapping, the series WEDNESDAY topics, and frenemies.

"CRAVING HIS AND YOURS"

Xavier Thorpe x Black!Curvy!Chubby!Vamp/Hybrid!Seer!Reader x Ajax Petropolus

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THE NEW GIRL WEDNESDAY ADDAMS, isn’t the only one showing off but—HOW CAN WE FORGET ABOUT Y/N MONTGOMERY?

A HIDDEN GIRL—KEEPING TO HERSELF, never willing to be notice until how, but why.. is it the new member of the school nevermore—or her wanting attention from more then one certain outcase..

OR IS IT, her best friend whose been “dead” and expelled from the school and wanting the same revenge he wanted or the felt of guiltiness.

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CHAPTER i. CHAPTER ii. CHAPTER iii. CHAPTER iv. CHAPTER v. CHAPTER vi. CHAPTER vii.

MAYBE MORE.

[writersblockedx]

Sharing is Caring

Pairing - Xavier Thorpe x Fem!Reader Summary - Xavier is in need of a place to paint in peace; the shed seemed the perfect place. But as it turns out, Y/n had already claimed it. Warnings - A few insults, nothing much let me know if I missed anything! Words - 2.1K

A/n - May write a part two depending on if people like this!

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The two sat dully in their seats which faced the headmaster's desk. They were like a cowering puppies that was being scolded. Yet, both of them were desperate to keep their dignity. Xavier faced Weems blankly, trying ever so hard not to break. Y/n was hiding behind a scowl, sending glares to the shaggy-haired boy whenever Weems glanced away. Her glare pieced the air and, even without looking, Xavier could feel it.

The headmaster had since stood from her chair, choosing to stare out of the stained window which looked down upon the ground. "As two students of which I hold great expectations of," She turned and her disappointed gaze shot through them both. "I find it difficult to believe that you would drop to such petty fighting over such a thing like a shed."

A silence followed and Y/n had given in being quiet for any longer. She suddenly lifted and said, "Miss Weems, if I may?" She requested and the headmaster nodded. "I was the first to discover the shed-" Xavier's mumbled scoff did not go unnoticed. "I mentioned it to Xavier, as well as a few other people. Without even consulting me, he found the shed himself and went to you to see if he could have it for himself." She sent him one of her glares. "It's something of which I find quite unfair, headmaster."

Xavier shook his head and was unable to hold the words which were lingering on his tongue, "That's just not how it happened." He had muttered. Though, in the crisp silence, it was certainly loud enough.

Y/n turned to face hm fully in her chair, "Is it not?"

"No, it isn't." He seemed sure of that. "You had said that you weren't going to bother with it. That it was too run-down to even try and start cleaning it." The boy accused.

"I never said that!" She bickered, the two like young children fighting over candy.

"Oh really? Do you want me to check what Bianca thinks?"

"You know what, yes I do, I'd love to-"

"Would you two please shut up?" Weems screeched through the arguing. And, instantly, Xaiver and Y/n shushed. "This is what I mean by petty fighting. You two have bigger things to be focused on than a shed. Rather than let this go on, I am half inclined to get the shed completely gone. But, since Mr Thorpe did put in sufficient effort to clean the place," Xaiver started to smirk as he knew he was winning. "I wouldn't want his efforts to be futile. Of course, I take into account Miss Y/l/n story and I believe that the only fair conclusion is that you share the shed."

They both were left speechless. The thought of sharing the shed, a small little building, seemed worse than letting the thing rot away. "Share?" Y/n had reiterated.

Weems nodded, "Yes, share, I'm sure you'll come around to the word." She told them. "It is either that or neither of you get it. Understood?"

Neither of them were happy with the outcome. Y/n had created this perfect, tranquil image of the shed. She'd put a sofa in one spot, a bookshelf in the other. It would be a place that would consume her. Successfully letting her escape from the tedious teenage torture which was Nevermore.

Xavier on the other hand had already started packing his several canvases and brushes. He had a stereo ready and waiting. To him, it was somewhere which was very much nowhere. In the midst of trees, far enough away that he could blast music as loud as he pleased without receiving complaints. Somewhere in which his art wasn't on display for peering eyes or nosy roommates. Similar in the aspect it was a way for him to slip away and escape from Nevermore.

They were given permission from Weems to move their belongings into the shed Friday once classes were over. Both of them had rushed for their things, wanting to be the first one there and bag either side of the shed. But with Xavier's many canvas', he struggled to get very far very quickly. Y/n however had the bright idea the get Enid to help her. So rather than it being herself dragging a small sofa across the forest, she had an extra pair of hands - or crawls.

"So you're sharing it?" Enid had said as they pushed their way through the double doors of the shed and began manoeuvring it to Y/n's desired position; right where she had envisioned it.

The girl nodded, "Yep. Planning to draw a line right down the middle." She said.

"And erm, tell me again why you couldn't just read in your dorm?" She questioned, careful not to set Y/n off. The girl had seen how irritated she had been when she found out Xavier had asked for the Shed.

"Well, A, because Bianca doesn't shut up at night. Always this, this and this. and B, because there is no way I'm letting him have all this to himself when I found it first-"

"Findings keepers mentality. Of course."

Enid and Y/n snapped around to find Xavier standing in the doorway, three canvases somehow hanging from his grip. "Well, I did find it." She said, proudly. "You were the one to steal it."

He scoffed at her words, "If that's what you want to call initiative, then sure." He stepped foot through into the shed, letting the door shut behind him. "Guessing you've already claimed that side?"

Y/n shrugged as if she didn't have a care for what he may feel. Which, of course, she really didn't. "First come, first served."

Xavier rolled his eyes and the two continued on unpacking their various items. Enid slowly backed out of the shed, successfully slipping away without any arguments from either of the two. The rest of night was silent. The air was thick with tension of which neither of them were eager to break.

Y/n had been stacking several different books, from Shelley's Frankenstein to to Wilde's The Picture of Dorian Gray. The enticing words which were printed to pages and woven between covers. This was what she had meant by tranquil escapism. To fall effortlessly within the words that had been so carefully hand-picked for her reading pleasure. Then a light static buzz travelled across the shed. Y/n's gaze was pulled to the source of the sound: Xavier's stereo. Something of which hadn't been apart of her vision; then again, neither had the art prodigy either.

Her glare returned and Xaiver could feel it burning. "What are you doing?" She inquired with a scowl and a snappy tone.

Xavier dragged his gaze over to her, "It's a stereo, I'm setting it up. You know? So I can play music." He mocked.

"And you didn't think to ask if I would be okay with you blasting music in here?"

"No, not really." And like that, he returned to setting it up and Y/n huffed.

She stared a little longer and Xavier was beginning to feel a little smug at the fact he had such an irritable effect on her. If he kept going with this, she might just give the shed up on her own accored. Though, he knew that wasn't likely; Y/n had a strong sense of reliance and didn't give in easily. As she was just about to prove.

The girl tip toed from her side of the shed and, without being noticed, snapped the wires of the stereo in two, and stood back up. "What the hell?" The boy had snapped as she stood there with a sickly sweet smile that easily taunted him.

"I'm not okay with your decision to bring a stereo into this shared space." Her smile stuck as her words came out in an exaggerated calm tone. "Next time, ask before you bring, hm?"

They went back and forth like such for the next week. Many glares, passing comments and scoffs hidden under breaths. They didn't speak much, but the silence was deafening. With their equally burning rage, they both found themselves in a space where it was rather difficult to focus on what they had to. For Y/n, she found herself only flicking through a few pages a day, while Xaiver only made a few brush strokes. It was torturous.

Then came one day when they broke. Y/n was legged out on the sofa, Wuthering Hights in her grip as she re-read the same sentence for the fifth time. Her finger tips tapped against the cover as if it were going to bring her back to the words in front of her.

"Could you stop that?" Spat Xaiver, his hand hovering over the half-finished painting of something dark and devious that Y/n hadn't bothered to work out it's symbolism.

She raised a brow and looked over at him from her side, "I'm sorry?"

"The tapping!" He pointed out. "It's annoying, I can barely focus on my painting."

Y/n couldn't hold her scoff, "Says the boy who wanted to bring a stereo in here. Very helpful for focusing."

Xavier didn't bother to reply. Instead, his head shook and he returned his gaze to his art work. He hadn't realised it yet, but he had just given Y/n had an idea. A horrible, yet entertaining idea. She let a few minutes pass, flicking passed a few pages before her fingertip began tapping once again. It had barely taken Xavier a second before he dragged out a long, irritated sigh. "I said stop!" The boy exclaimed.

He turned to face Y/n who was dripping in a smug exterior. He realised then that it had all been done on purpose and he had fallen for it. "If it's that so annoying to you, then why don't you just leave?" Y/n pressed. "And take your overly depressing painting with you." She nodded towards the canvas which was half littered with black paint strokes, constructed to depict a woman screaming; it hadn't been in Y/n's vision of tranquil.

"I really wouldn't expect you to understand, but this is what some people deem art." He replied with his chin held high as if  Y/n were below him.

She flashed a faulted smile and lifted the novel in her hand, "And others would deem this art." She argued.

"It's words on a page."

Y/n sparked with fury but held the horrid words which were awaiting on her tongue. Instead, she made another point, "It's a message."

The boy gestured to his painting. "So is this."

Her eyes narrowed and she closed her book, pulling herself from the sofa as she dared to step into Xavier's side. "Go on then," She pushed. "Tell me the message."

He hadn't expected that. So he shuddered and opted the best way to answer were a shrug, along with the mutterings of, "Well, it's not finished yet."

"Usually most artists or authors or whatever, know their message before they finish their piece." She said before beginning to wander back on her own side, where security embraced her.

Though, before she was able to take that step, Xavier spoke up once again. "Do you know why I wanted this place?" He had questioned her.

"Because you wanted to take it from me."

He shook his head; he knew it was useless to try and get through to her. "Because I wanted to get away from people like you who can't help themselves but give their opinion on my work!"

A wave of guilt passed Y/n. Xavier's words hadn't been casual ones, they ones which held a certain weight to them. Y/n shifted in her stance and replied, "I wanted this place so I didn't have Bianca or Enid interrupting me every five minutes about exams or boyfriends when all I wanted to do was just read, just escape, you know?"

Maybe it wasn't much, but it was something, it was common ground and they had both felt something change with that out in the open. Xavier wasn't sure of his next words but he was willing to take the risk: "We're quite similar, aren't we?"

Y/n stiffened at the realisation, "Suppose so." Maybe they didn't want to believe it, but it was right in front of them, they weren't so different after all. Their desperation for ownership of the shed had come from a similar place. It was now just a question of whether they would be able to tolerate one another for it.

[lovingviolet]

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i’m violet

people i write for:

wednesday

☆ xavier thorpe

☆ rowan laslow

☆ ajax petropolis

☆ wednesday addams

☆ enid sinclair

stranger things

☆ mike wheeler

requests are open!!

may add more

that’s all for now !

[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😁🤘🏽

[cookstorys]

Xavier Thorpe x Male reader

Angst to fluff typa thing where xavier and m/n get into an argument which leads to M/N leaving and talking a walk in the dark woods (its night out) but m/n gets attacked by the hyde pretty badly and leaves him there in the forest (his legs are hurt pretty badly) and hes left there until the morning when xavier finds him unconscious while out on a run. It ends with m/n waking up and with fluff and xavier constantly apologizing to him :D

𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜

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Character- Xavier Thorpe

Show/Movie- Wednesday

Warning- Sad, Mentions of an attack and blood!, Language

Author Note- Loved this request, def didn’t lowkey cry making this 😹, also added my lil spice to it hope you don’t mind 🫶🏾

Females dni

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“Are you serious right now? Me and Ajax?!” You yelled. At this point, it was just ridiculous. Lately, Xavier has been very jealous and clingy. At first, you saw the behavior as kinda cute but then he started going too far. He was practically suffocating you in his love and not in a good way. However, today he accused you of something extremely surprising.

“Yes, Ajax! Did you think I wouldn’t recognize the way you look at him?!” Xavier sounded ridiculous. You couldn’t contain your laugh any longer. He had to be joking right? You kept laughing at this until you saw his stone-cold face. “Oh my god, your serious.” You stopped.

“Very. The sexual tension you two have been radiating for a week is insane.” You couldn’t help but scoff at this. Xavier was being serious, extremely. “I’m not doing this right now.” You walked towards his bed to grab your stuff. “[Name] you’re not leaving in the middle of an argument. You have no right. Where are you even going.” Xavier threw his arms up in defeat. “I don’t know. Might go fuck Ajax, who knows?!” You yelled back and slammed the door.

_________The Woods__________

You walked along the old trails of the woods. The sun lowered itself into the sky. Your music was blasting at full volume. How could Xavier even think you could cheat on him? Especially with Ajax, your best friend, out of all people. The sound of leaves rustling behind brought you out of your thoughts. You looked behind you and saw nothing so just ignored it.

You kept to the trail until you felt someone following you. You walked a little faster towards nevermore. Then you heard a deep growl come behind you. You didn’t want to ask questions so you took off running toward the woods. Your vampire speed came in handy. You stopped at a small river stream obviously out of breath. Then, you heard the sound of a few twigs breaking.

You pushed out your fangs, ready to fight. You saw the beast coming full speed at you. Luckily you were fast enough to dodge the hit. You could’ve run away (and now looking back you should’ve) but you needed to blow off some steam and what’s a better way of doing that than kicking a monster’s ass?

You dodged another hit of the monster’s claws not excepting it to use its other to slash your leg. “FUCK!” You screamed as your body hit the ground. Your fingers brushed against the open slash on your thighs. Why weren’t you healing? You should’ve been healed by now. The monster’s claws were rushing toward your face next but you dodged it. You jumped on its back clinging to it. You released your fangs into its neck. It let out a loud growl, grabbed you by the neck, and threw you towards a tree, hitting your back. “Fuck.” You whined.

The sharp pain from both attacks sent a shock through your body. You couldn’t keep fighting, hell you could barely even walk. The monster walked towards you, grabbing you by the neck and pushing you against the tree. Your leg ached for medical attention and your back screamed for the nice feel of You and Xavier’s bed. Xavier. Oh no, you were going to die with your last words to Xavier being about fucking your best friend. Your mind flashed to images of Xavier being the one to stumble upon your lifeless body. The thought of it sent a tear running down your face. You couldn’t die yet, not now at least.

You took hold of the monster's arm making sure to tighten your grip around it. Than pushed its claw away from your bruised neck. A new fire erupted inside of you. You used your one good leg to kick it across the small stream. It dropped you to the ground with a loud thud, you gasped for air. You looked towards it to see it was running the opposite way. You let out a laugh mixed with happiness and relief. Then the pain shocked back thru your body. You lay on your back staring at the night sky. Life was slowly fading out of you and all you could think about was Xavier. His smile, his hair, his adorable small dimples that showed up when he smiled, and his drawings.

You smiled as all the beautiful memories you made with him flashed thru your brain. Your hands found their way to the necklace you both share. Smiling as your eyes gave into the darkness.

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Your eyes slowly opened to the bright sun rays aiming straight toward you. You looked around to take in your surroundings. Then made an abrupt stop when the aching of your head got a little too harsh. You heard the door open and looked up to see Xavier. He looked like he hadn’t slept in hours, and his hair was a mess. He even looked like he was crying.

Xavier's facial expression softened at the sight of you being up. He dropped his newly bought chips and tackled you in a hug. “I swear I’m never arguing with you again. I’m so sorry, I thought I lost you. I’m so sorry baby.” He cried. You slowly hugged him back. You both stayed like that for a while, enjoying each other’s presence. “I love you, Xavier.” He smiled. That was your first time saying I love you. “I love you too.” You smiled and kissed him but stopped when there was a knock on the door.

“Sorry to interrupt.” Tyler apologized as he sat his get-well-soon balloons with the others. “How are you feeling?” He asked. Tyler was a close friend/coworker of yours so you appreciate the caring act. “Thank you.” Tyler nodded his head. “Oh also here’s a cup of coffee. I thought you’ll probably want one.” You laughed at the thought since you were craving coffee. “Thank- fuck.” You cussed as the Frappé slipped from your hands. “I’ll go get the janitor.” Xavier stood from his seat and walked out.

Tyler went into the bathroom in your room to get some napkins. As he went to clean up the mess you recognize the two bite marks on his neck. “Tyler how’d you get those?” You asked as you reached out to touch it. He quickly took a step back and covered them. “Some kid threw something at me.” He answered. You gave him a suspicious look but before you could ask him a question Xavier walked in. “No janitor so I guess we have to clean it ourselves.” He said. Tyler looked between the two guys. “I have an early shift gotta go. I’m happy your okay [name].” He smiled but it seemed wicked.

“You ok [name]?” Xavier asked. You quickly responded with a head shake. “Of course.”

[kylepleasestop]

Xavier: Wednesday showed feelings?

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

[nezoid]

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