#xander's threads

[needleandstory]

@scxrytxles ; ask Alice begins to poke the pointy peaks of her fangs. Now that Xander mentions it, she guesses they kind of are. Huh! She'd never really thought about it. "Chunky-" She half-garbles, mouth full of hand. A pause as she realizes her words are getting all tangled up talking like this. Bleyah- she ejects her hand, immediately wiping it on dark denim. As soon as it's dryish, she leans forward, taking a grip of Xander's jaw and encouraging his mouth open. "You had some sharp chompers though, it remembers! At least six..." The sooner you open your mouth, Xander, the sooner she'll be done.

Xander crouches down and peers into Alice's mouth--as best he can around her hand, anyway--head tilting as he tries to get a better view. "Yeah, that's a good word for it." Alice's teeth are no delicate vampire fangs, that's for sure. He wonders if they were always like that; did she even have baby teeth?

He's about to ask when her hands are on his face instead, squishing his cheeks and lips. "I dunno, I don't think they're that sh--ough." That was definitely, absolutely, Alice's hands in his mouth. He adjusted his tongue--she tasted strangely of salty cherry--but otherwise held still, mouth open, awaiting her judgement.

[needleandstory]

Desperate and trembling were two words Xander would never associate with being in a fight. Hearing this, he's not altogether certain if Kai has ever been in a fight, or if he's only experienced being beaten. A fight was a conversation, and the message was his fist in his opponent's face. It conveyed what words couldn't. If anything, it was like music like that.

"That's--" What the fuck is he supposed to say to any of that? "fan-fucking-tastic, for you, I guess." He regretted arranging this. Where was Jeremy when you needed him? His brain stalled out, trying to think of something, literally anything, to change the subject to. "Random question, you got any--pets?"

Terrible. That's gotta be the worst anyone's ever done it. He doesn't even like animals.

One burning brown eye watches Xander move, a little smile on his face. It disappears- vanishing like a whisper on the wind as the bottle slips out of his hand. Kai lets out a small, bemused hum. "Yo--u just don't get it. Haven't y' ever been in a fight? Ever thought about the intimacy of violence? No one else will see you like that- see the inside of you, the physicality of flesh against flesh, how desperate and trembling you are."

A laugh bubbles out of him and Kai pulls himself upright. "Tell me how that's any different from sex, hm? I think y're just jealous y'don't have a girl like mine who can do it all. She's hot even when she's stalking me across the street." There's all together too much fondness in his voice- too much blood beneath it all. It stains him to the bone, seeping out of his scars and his mouth. "I've written so many songs for her. She makes m' sing like no other-- sh' deserves a ballad or two after everything."

[thefvrious]

@virtueofsanityx continued from x

It had been just a moment, really, a lucky one, that Xander had been close enough to watch her feet go from under her, to see what was coming. He had reached for her, glad he was close enough to grab her, too, but not thinking he'd actually be able to make the save. Then, there he was, Prince Fucking Charming, with both hands on Daisy's hips and her feet firmly planted beneath her. And were they having a moment?

His lips parted as he opened his mouth to speak, but nothing useful came out, just a few little sounds which made his cheeks burn hot before he internally said fuck it and leaned in to kiss her, his lips pressed against hers for a beat or two before he broke it, leaned back, tried to gauge her reaction. Had that been the right thing to do?

[lyra-kane]

Just call me Moon or Mina<3

20 y.o | multi-fandom

A fantasy girl from the North magnificent who travels to Elfhame from time to time and solves riddles with the Hawthorne brothers out of boredom.

Bookish favs♡

-Shatter me

-ouabh

-The inheritance Games

-The cruel prince

-This woven kingdom.♡

Bookish bfs:

Aaron warner,Grayson Hawthorne, Jacks and cyrus

[ryanlockheart]

xander had learned his very first lesson at cambridge university: he greatly overestimated his tolerance for liquor. he'd had a measly cocktail and one beer at some welcome party. it wasn't his scene at all, and all he could think about as the shitty music nearly burst his ear drums was that he wanted to go back to his dorm and watch scary movies with his roommate who was so handsome it was maddening. so that was what the redhead did. he staggered his way back to his dorm hall and somehow managed to make it up the stairs. xander struggled with his key in the door but finally came out triumphant. he sloppily pushed his way into his shared room. there, sprawled out on his bed, was the statuesque alfie with not a stitch of clothing on, hand wrapped around his cock. xander swallowed hard, his face turning a bright red shade. he could feel his own cock stirring in his jean shorts. "uhh, hi, alfie," the redhead hiccuped. his hands dropped down to cover the tent in his shorts. he should've known to tear his eyes away, that it was rude to stare... but his inhibitions were far and few between. "d'ya want me to, uh, give you a second?" xander questioned. "don't stop on my account. we all gotta do it sometime." / @kitbogart

[july-19th-club]

forced myself to finish this book even though by the last hundred pages or so all i was doing was picking apart the post-catholicism of it all. bc i feel like it's important to read shit you don't gel with . just because. even though the whole way through i was like they HAVE to prove it's not real. they HAVE to. so not the point of any of it but i was desperate for them to Find The Body etc. and of course instead they have mystical time travel experiences and all that because that is the kind of book the actual star is but i was desperate for them to realize that the star you see is the actual star. and then it wasn't

[brckenprcmises]

@aeviterncl // For Xander

Ellie hadn't been on campus since she was granted the ability to do her classes online, something that was only given to her due to the Dean assuming she was mute, maybe even deaf. She'd never corrected him, it wasn't worth it, and things probably wouldn't have gone her way if she had.

Today, though, she roamed around the grounds trying to remember where the library was. She was careful to be there after school hours, not wanting to deal with too many students, and especially not those that had bullied her in her first few weeks here. She shuddered at the memory, reminding her way too much of high school, and instantly she'd known she'd made the right decision to transfer to online classes.

After several minutes, she walked up the stairs to the library, pushing the door open without looking and successfully hitting a red haired boy in the face with it. Her eyes widened as she rushed inside around him, letting the door close with a thud behind her, and gripped his arm. Looking up at him with concern, trying to make sure he was okay, she stood on her tippy toes and leaned in so she was as close to his face as her legs would allow her.

"I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" She asked, still gripping at his arm. Her voice was just under a whisper, there was a chance if he wasn't paying attention, that he wouldn't hear her speaking at all.

[backmaskcd]

closed starter for @alexanderthesortaok location: Somewhere

Coming in shortly after the Halloween disaster, Babs couldn't even begin to imagine how stressed out Xander had been during whatever the fuck it was that happened during the art festival. She had been trying to visit him at least once a day so he'd know she was fine - it seemed like the nice thing to do.

"Hey, you," she gently squeezed Xander's shoulder, offering him a soft smile. "You doing okay?"

[needleandstory]

[txt] Dude how did you ever get into any of our shows?

[txt] Yeah yeah we can pay, its a party!

[txt] Where are we picking you up?

💬: we'll drink cheap beer. we'll ride the roller coaster until we throw up.

Xander

@needleandstory - prompts

[txt]: are you paying?

[ghostsbrokenbyfairytales]

who: lola and xander where: the commune @alexanderthesortaok

she'd been back since the beginning of the year trying to adjust to everything and just recently moved into the commune, deciding that was a better fit since it was still hard to wrap her head around everything. lola was finally putting away the last of her things when she saw a familiar face making her own light up. "xander!" she called out accidentally too loud. she went up to him but stayed back some unsure of how this interaction was going to go. "hi, oh my god i'm so happy to see you, you have no idea."

[needleandstory]

@desertfragments = ask "Hey, Xander?" Her voice is soft, shrouded by dark exhaustion. Jay shifts on the ground, pulling her blankets up close. "Are you awake? I can't sleep." Of course she couldn't. Not when her head keeps spinning with the memory of Xander- limping bloody and wounded towards them empty handed; Jeremy- tired and empty. Jay swallows her guilt and tries not to think about it. She should've gone with them. "Do you," he hesitates. "Do you wish you could go back? To before all this?" Sometimes he does. Sometimes he wishes that he wasn't alone. That he had a family still. That he didn't have to lose anyone. Jay sinks further into the blankets. "Miss her," he mumbles.

Xander stared at the ceiling. Not asleep, but not awake. Exhaustion muddied his thoughts, yet his mind buzzed with static fuzz, pacing without purpose or clear form. His bones ached. His body ached. Jeremy, though, slept soundly--thank every god out there for that. He was nestled against Xander's side, head on his shoulder and arm across his chest. So long as Jeremy was there, Xander wouldn't be moving, no matter how sore he got.

Jay's voice was a blessed relief from the boredom, no matter how difficult it was for his brain to decipher the words. He dropped his other hand off the edge of the bed, an offering for her, if she wanted the contact. "Yeah, I miss her too."

"I..." His voice trailed off as he struggled for words. "No, no, don't think so. This... fuckin, sucks. Yeah. The worst. But I wouldn't wanna do it again. I couldn't have just... let her go. Even knowing this is how it ends, and I got everyone hurt. Couldn't have done it. Would've felt even shittier."

[neptuneisfree]

WHERE: The Commune WHO: Finch (@backmaskcd)

Xander waved at Finch as he walked out of the Commune into the garden, followed by Neptune who had his hands stuffed into his pockets. "Hey Finch, think you could do me a favor? We just finished a tour of the house. I was hoping you could show them the way to the dance hall?" Giving Finch a look that he hoped conveyed why he didn't particularly want to be the one to do it. "This is Neptune and-" Xander blinked in confusion when he noted they were missing Karma. "Uh-.."

Neptune chuckled, "Yeah she does that, anyways like he said I'm Neptune or N if it's easier. Xander here said you knew a shortcut to the dance hall? Got a job there with my sister, so I can always just show her later." He didn't really get why Xander couldn't do it, he'd seemed happy enough to do a tour of the town until Neptune mentioned where he'd been hired.

[needleandstory]

If this had happened months ago, Xander would have reveled in the victory. He had been right all along; he knew it; they should have listened. Instead, he twisted his palms together, rubbing his thumb under the backs of his gloves as he leaned heavy on his knees. Not an ounce of vindication remained.

If he hadn't pushed so hard--if he'd been more thoughtful--if he could be more like Jeremy--

His skin crawls with their airy joy. It's not right. The last time he saw them at his show, it was awkward, but at least they seemed like themself. They weren't his friend to worry about, not anymore, but the thought of them going even further, like this, sat green and sour in his stomach. "Where are you going?"

❛  i  ruined  it  .  i  fucking  ruined  it  .  ❜ Xander

Keerin hums. "You didn't ruin anything. I left. And my decision had nothing to do with you, or what you did or didn't do." They gently blow on their tea, sipping the drink between long, delicate hands.

"I was," they pause. Do they want to say it? Keerin is silent as the words crystallize. They sigh. "I was chasing something that was never mine to have. My family were never going to care for me- and I do wish that I had listened to you. You were right about them. But I hoped."

They laugh, small and shy and genuinely joyful, as they tuck a strand of hair behind their ear. "But I suppose it doesn't matter now, hm? I'll be leaving soon."

[thefvrious]

@atrickrtreat said -> "I've tried to bury these feelings, but they keep resurfacing. I love you, and I'm sorry if that complicates things."

Of all the possible combinations of words that could have possibly fallen out of Iggy's mouth, what he actually said was the furthest thing from what Xander had expected. Baffled and blindsided, he stood there with his mouth flopping uselessly. "I... I..." He floundered, swallowing hard as his heart hammered in his chest. He felt stupid, knew he looked stupid, too, which was about a billion times worse. That doesn't complicate things, he wanted to say, but it absolutely did, didn't it? They were in a band that toured together, what if that love suddenly stopped? What if shit went bad? Xander closed his eyes for a moment and caught his breath, clearing those thoughts from his mind because, at the end of the day, wasn't this his second fucking dream come true? How long had he had such strong feelings for Iggy? He couldn't put a date to the beginning and there seemed to be no end. "I love you, too." He finally said, feeling stupid that it had taken so long to choke out such a simple and obvious response but one that offered no resolution to their obvious anxieties over the matter.

[ofmythsandfables]

@wrldofmyown asked: ( • )( • )ԅ(‾⌣‾ԅ) from baby Xan to Sel (this fits so well for them 😭😭😭)

Mid afternoon has hit and Selina is done with her classes for the day. She stands with her back toward her office door, honey orbs scanning through some paperwork that needed to be dealt with before she leaves. There's a knock at the door but she doesn't look up, and instead calls for the person to enter.

She doesn't need to turn around to know who it is once the door is shut and lock is set in place. Judging by the thud on the floor from a backpack being tossed down and fast paced footsteps, Selina knew exactly who had visited her.

A gasp seeps passed red tinted lips as large hands grope at her breasts from behind. Already she's melting into their strong frame, but she doesn't look up from the paperwork. Not yet.

"Did my baby boy miss me?" Her voice is like honey, smooth and rich as she coos.

[ryanlockheart]

alexander chamberlain had always been an overachiever. he was the top of his class since primary school, and he'd never folded to the pressure. did it suck that he had to defer from university just to save up enough money to afford to go? absolutely... but he was finally at cambridge, and he was determined to make the most of it. all freshmen and sophomores had to live in campus housing, but that made no difference to alexander. he hardly would've been able to afford anything other than the cambridge dormitories with the money he had saved. all of it had gone to his books or a new laptop or other school supplies, and the little he had left, he was saving towards next year. he was finally all settled in. what little stuff he'd brought with him was already neatly tucked away in its proper place. his roommate, who hadn't even bothered to show up yet, had used a whole crew to set his side of the room up before alexander had even gotten to campus. once he'd found out who he was rooming with, he'd asked around about him. alexander just knew to expect the unexpected. he'd heard that alfie carmichael was eccentric and full of surprises. alexander didn't know what to expect of him. he hadn't even expected the brunet boy to be sitting atop his mattress when he sauntered into their room. wired headphones hung still as some glam rock blared in his ears. alexander jumped in fear when alfie finally moved, bringing his presence well to his attention. "h-holy shit," alexander said breathlessly. he yanked his headphones from his ears and let them dangle. "sorry... i wasn't really expecting you. i'm, uh, alexander," he sputtered out an apology. "did you, uh, make it in okay? i was getting kinda worried about you for a second."