#xavier thorpe enemies to lovers

[shewrites444]

unexpected - part 1 & 2 [ xavier thorpe x reader]

[ i’m alive! i haven’t posted in ages and i’m terribly sorry. i’ve had this in my drafts for awhile and finally finished it up. it's a part 1 and 2 that just made sense to put in the same post. ]

word count - 5.5k

[ summary - the reader and xavier have despised each other for years, but when she discovers his unexpected attraction to her after being a bit too nosy, their dynamic takes a complete turn. ]

[ warnings - enemies to lovers, angst/jealousy, swearing, dirty talk, oral (f), unprotected sex, bit of degrading. ]

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i was never a big fan of school dances, especially the kind where wednesday addams stole the show for wearing all black, despite that being typical of her, so i didn't really understand what the surprise was for. i had always been fairly close to enid, but when wednesday transfered to nevermore, our friendship diminished in some ways, but i wasn't drastically devastated or anything - i needed to focus on my education anyway. despite my new and improved academic achievements, enid managed to convince me to come to the r'aven, which i did solo, contrary to the norms at nevermore to never attend such a large event alone.

"she looks gorgeous, don't you think?" enid said next to me, a bit of excitement and pride in her voice as she clutched tighter on her glass of punch, watching the black haired girl walk in with tyler, a blank expression on her face.

i shrugged lightly, taking a sip of my drink as i leaned against the empty chair in front of me. "i mean, she's okay." i said plainly. i didn't even mean it out of jealousy or spite, i really didn't view wednesday to be as unique as she was painted to be by people like.. him, yeah, xavier thorpe.

i thought of xavier because as enid spoke in return to my dry comment, i saw the boy staring at wednesday with a bit of disgust, probably at her date, and also with himself. i would hope that was for being so obsessed with someone who never even returned his way-too-obvious feelings, but who was i to mindread?

i laughed lightly, nudging enid to look in xavier's direction, bianca's expression dropping to clear aggravation and jealousy as she watched her date's face. "why do you think she came with him when she probably knew he was going to react like this?"

enid shook her head, frowning a bit. "i don't think she thought about it like that at all. maybe she thought they would get back together."

"yeah, right." i set my glass down on the white table. "xavier has been mentally dick-riding wednesday since she got here. he wants what he can't have like most guys."

"then why doesn't he want you?" enid asked, giggling as she nudged me. i rolled my eyes and pushed her with my own shoulder.

i grin, looking over to her. "because he hates me so much he can't physically imagine fucking me. remember, he said that during our game of truth or dare last semester."

"oh, believe me, i'll never forget that." she takes a large sip from her cup, laughing through it. "i can't believe he said that in front of half the grade."

"i can." i smirk, taking her empty cup and grabbing my own off the table. "i'll be back with some more punch."

she nods and mouths a small "thank you" as i walk off, lightly pushing myself through the crowd of students and round tables, until i reach the trash can and the punch table that was next to it. i began to fill enid and i's new cups before i feel a tall, lanky, and, oh, deathly aggravating, presence next to mine.

i sigh, turning my body towards his as i look up at xavier thorpe. "upset about your public rejection?"

he rolls his eyes, grabbing a cup and beginning to fill his own after i step away from the bowl. "at least i have a date. i think you're the only person here who doesn't."

"maybe i'm untouchable." i tease, sipping from my cup and looking down at him while he shoots me a grossed out look as he leaned down to grab bianca a glass. "perhaps i stand out more than wednesday, but you'd probably say that was impossible. delusion does something to a person, i suppose."

he scoffed, leaning up straight and looking down at me, as if i appeared to be lesser than him. "you're a real asshole, [y/n]. you know that, right?"

i shrug, clearly unbothered by his comment. "it's my best trait."

walking back to enid, i can hear xavier's annoyed groan as he heads to the opposite side of the room to meet a very pissed off bianca. i pitied her, but at the same time, she agreed to go with xavier thorpe, so there wasn't much i could validate from that decision.

i noticed enid flirting with her date, so i set her drink down on the table and walked back towards the entry door, slipping through it silently and down the dark hallway that led to the dorms. everyone was occupied, and i didn't mind being left alone for a few minutes anyway. i was never a big fan of loud music, or parties, so it didn't suit me much there - i was mainly more of an emotional support for enid than anything. i didn't mind it much at all, but she was with her date, and i would never complain about some alone time on campus.

i slowly creaked open an empty classroom door, walking into the room full of desks and lab equipment. i quietly turned on the lamp aside the teacher's desk before sitting down. i reached into my pocket to grab a small bottle of vodka before pouring it into my drink. as i lifted it up to my lips, i hear a loud knock on the open door, making my eyes widen and avert to the glass bottle in my hands, which i quickly tossed into the trashcan before looking to who was at the door.

i rolled my eyes as i saw xavier, taking a gulp of the drink, which i quickly realized i needed for this interaction that was about to occur.

"what brings you here? did you think of any insults that pertained to something relevant?" i asked, turning the rolling chair towards him as i cross my ankles. "if so, i'm happy to hear what you've come up with this time."

"shockingly, i've come to ask if you wanted to drink with me, but i see you've already started by yourself." he says, leaning against the door frame, putting his hands in his pockets as he references the trashcan.

i gasp with heavy sarcasm. "me? drink with xavier thorpe?" i grin, standing up. "did bianca say no since you publicly humilated her by drooling over wednesday addams?"

he pursed his lips together as a red tint collected onto his pale cheeks. "no, i didn't ask. she's been ignoring me anyway tonight."

"can't blame her, i must have rubbed off on her." i say, handing him my drink as he very quickly took a sip. i blink a bit in surprise. "are you trying to get fucked up?"

"why would i not?" he said with a bit of a frustrated tone. "i'm not going to act like i don't feel bad for screwing over bianca like this. she fucked me over by using her powers when we were together, but i didn't really plan on being a dick to her tonight, it just happened."

"it just happened." i say in a low voice. "you really need to think things through before you say or do them, xavier thorpe. can't ask someone to go to a dance with you just because your first date ditched you. especially your ex."

he shook his head, handing me back the half-full cup. "what am i even doing talking to you about this shit? whatever." he said, turning to face the door. he seemed embarrassed. "see you."

i stare blankly at his confusing but unsurprising response. it seemed him opening up to me and me not giving him a sympathetic reaction pissed him off, but i don't really know what he was expecting from me in the first place. we hadn’t gotten along for years. truthfully, i couldn’t even pinpoint when our mutual disliking started, but it had always been around.

“you know, i may not be quite fond of you, xavier, but i’m here if you need brutal honesty.” i raise my tone as he walks off, leaving me with no response. i sigh, now a bit embarrassed with myself for displaying a small portion of kindness to him.

i turn around, finishing my drink off and tossing it in the trash before i walk down the hallway, opposite of the dance, back to my dorm room.

as i approach my room, i glance down to see a dorm key on the floor. my brows raise and i lean down, grabbing the metal and reading the side of it. my eyes widen when i see who’s it is. obviously, no other than xavier thorpe's.

“oh, shit.” i mutter.

i wouldn’t act like i wasn’t a nosy person, especially towards my nemesis - of course i’d be going to snoop in his room.

his dorm was a few down from my own. i quietly unlocked the wooden door, sliding myself through the cracked frame and gently shutting it behind me. flipping the dim lights on, i scanned the messy, yet also oddly organized bedroom. given that xavier thorpe was a strange person, at least to me, i very quickly found something interesting. his sketchbook.

i walk towards his desk, picking up the red journal and flipping through it, seeing well drawn pictures of different animals, instruments, nothing interesting.. until, the last few pages, which were not photos, but writing.

as much as she made my blood boil, her fierce personality grew on me, far more than i expected it to as the years went on. the hate i once possessed so deeply was altered into a deep, truly intolerable lust, one that i could never showcase to her, only myself, surrounded by my own walls and left to think of her alone, touching myself to-

my eyes widened and i shut the book, setting it slowly and quietly on the desk, exactly into its original place. good god, who the fuck was xavier writing a-list fanfiction about?

i bit my bottom lip, shaking my head as i glanced back down at the sketchbook. no, i couldn’t keep reading it. as much as i loathed him, this was personal. i would be drastically upset if someone read information of mine so private. it was like my hand was unconsciously gravitating towards the book anyway.

“i’m such an asshole.” i muttered to myself, opening the pages again, and back to where i left off.

her dominant words, her demands for me to fuck her in such an intimate, yet so dirty way that it was almost unimaginable. my body on top of her own, her arms wrapped around my drenched skin as i pushed myself inside of her warm, tight walls, walls that held me inside and possessed me as her own. [y/n]-

“oh, fucking hell..” i whispered with shock, now slamming the book shut and setting it back in place immediately after reading my name in the following sentence.

it was partially horrifying, but also oddly compelling that xavier thorpe, the same person who would probably stomp on my grave, was writing detailed scenarios of us fucking in his spare time. genuinely, i couldn’t wrap my head around it, but i didn’t have much time to regardless, as i noticed on his alarm clock that it was reaching close to midnight, and the r’aven would be over soon.

i turn the lamp off, the room shading itself into darkness immediately, as i walk to the door. my hand reaches to open it, and it instead comes towards me as xavier walks in. my eyes widen in fear, and i freeze up, the key in my hand as xavier flips the lights on, and stares at me, shocked and more confused than anything.

“you.. you took my spare key?” he asked, shutting the door and leaning against it, crossing his arms.

i shake my head, handing it back to him. “no, i found it on the floor.”

“so, you came to my room, rather than give it to me when you found it.” he said, following my explanation. “trying to rob me of everything i’ve got?” he gestures to his closet. “about the most expensive thing i’ve got is a pair of nikes, so have at it.”

i roll my eyes, my face a heated pink, so much so that i could feel it burning on my cheeks. “no, that wasn’t the plan. more curiosity than anything. truthfully, i just wanted to snoop around.”

it seemed the idea of his sketchbook didn’t even cross his mind. “oh? to find what?”

“well, i found some written porn.” i say quite boldly, looking up at him. “on someone very unexpected, actually.”

i watched his expression drop, and he shook his head in what seemed to be more disbelief than anything. it quickly shaped itself into anger, and some embarrassment. “you read my fucking journal?”

“i didn’t mean to.” i cut him off before he could speak any further. “it’s not like i wanted to voluntarily read that.”

“f-fuck..!” he yells, covering his face in embarrassment, the key slipping out of his palm and onto the wooden floor. “oh, god, you’ve got to leave, [y/n]. please leave.”

“will do.” i sigh, awkwardly nodding, and noticing his shaken up stance. “but you are sort of blocking my exit.”

he moves out of the way as i speak, probably the fastest i’ve seen him move in his life. i walk towards the door, reaching to open it, before i stop. i glance up at him.

“can i ask you what provoked such writing about myself before i go? does my hateful nature turn you on? i didn’t mean it to be that way.”

he shook his head, sighing. he looked up, unable to meet our eyes. he bit the inside of his cheek as he thought. “no, i.. i..” he sighed heavily. “you’re unattainable. someone i can’t ever imagine doing such things with for so many different reasons.”

“well, you clearly can’t get with wednesday either but i didn’t see pages of sexual encounters written about her.”

he steps back, shaking his head once again at my comment. “you’re completely different people, [y/n]. it’s not the same.”

“what’s so different?” i ask, now a bit intrigued by the conversation. i lean against the doorframe. “i’m genuinely curious.”

he finally looked at me, his mouth hung open as he stared at me for a moment. “the difference is you’re the only person i’ve ever wanted to fuck but deeply despise at the same time. it confuses me, and i.. i know it’s so weird, but writing about it was the only way i could… uh, process it, i guess.”

oh, god. his words pierced my core. not in the violent, gorish way i’d prefer them to, but rather a more sexual fashion that created a massive disruption in me. the forming wetness between my legs unsettled me.

“you’re right, it’s time for me to go.” i nod, opening the door as i spoke. “goodnight.”

i walk down the hallway, staring at the floor the entire time until i get to my dorm. i could hear him hesitate before shutting his door after he registered the conversation was over.

i shut the door behind me, quickly taking off my dress and setting it on my desk before getting into my bed, bare aside from my underwear, which i was starting to slide off hastily and dropped to the floor. he wouldn’t know of this. he wouldn’t know i wanted it, too, as strange as that seemed to me. it was something i needed to now keep to myself, just as he did previously. this was it, no more than this. one time touching myself to that asshole. one time.

the sensation was so fresh, so hard to grasp that i felt a sense of euphoria wash over my heated body as i closed my eyes, running my fingers down my stomach and to the slit between my legs, sinking myself into the imaginative state i was in as i ran scenarios through my head, consisting of the most unexpected person they could withhold.

one time. i thought again. one time.

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as expected, xavier and i's feud was drastically dialed down after that night. the classes we did have together that we used to bicker in were now silent, which was a weird feeling, but not as weird as what happened last weekend. i tried to black it all out of my head, and i was correct about touching myself to xavier thorpe being a one time affair. at least i held myself accountable for my singular mistake, and didn't make it some sort of off-putting habit.

xavier, on the other hand, seems clearly disturbed by our now lessening exchange of words, even if it was a simple insult shot across biology being absent. i could visibly see it on his face when i walked into the room, his eyes darting down to his textbook, and his lips pursed together in what i would assume to still be fresh embarrassment. i felt bad for him in more ways than one, i would admit. it was his personal thoughts, and i did invade them, but also cut off any further explanation he was going to give me that night.

cutting me out of those overbearing thoughts was the bell for last period, the students at my table scrambling their books into their hands as they rushed out of english. i sighed, slowly standing up and beginning to pack my bookbag. i didn't have any classes for the rest of the day, so it was time for me to head back to my dorm and start working on the paper we just discussed for the past hour and a half that i blacked out of.

"can we talk?" i hear faintly from the side of my desk. i look up to lock eyes with xavier, and my face immediately reddens. i press my lips together and breath lightly out of my nose as i think of how to even respond to his sudden question and frankly, startling presence.

"i don't think you're a creep, if that's what you're wanting to talk to me about." i say honestly, slinging my backpack across my shoulder. "i do think this obviously has created much tension between the two of us that will probably never fade out because of how substantial the situation is, but i think it's for the best, regardless. the semester is almost over an-"

xavier sighs and shakes his head. "no, not that - i mean, i, i agree with that, but i just wanted to explain myself. i don't want the last conversation we ever have to be what we had last weekend."

"understandable." i return. "so, uhm, you can come to my dorm if you'd prefer? this doesn't seem like something appropriate to discuss in the commons. but try to walk a few feet behind me so no one sees us together. bad for our image of hate towards one another."

he sounded relieved that i agreed to talk to him, and let out a small chuckle at my demand. he follows me to my room, with distance as directed, and comes in shortly after i do. i set my room key on my desk before gesturing for him to sit on my bed, and i sit against the headboard, facing him while he awkwardly positioned himself at the end of the mattress.

he cleared his throat, resting his nervous hands on his thighs as he looked at the ground. "i just wanted to apologize. i know that made you uncomfortable, and believe me, it made me pretty uncomfortable writing what i did, but at the same time, it's just how i get my words out. i.. i am really sorry if i violated you in a way. i didn't mean for you to ever see that, and i obviously didn't show it to anyone else. i burned it all last weekend so that it's gone and no one will ever see it but me and you."

i blink in surprise at how adamant he was about getting rid of the evidence he probably spent a lot of time writing. i nod, leaning down as i sink into my propped up pillows. "it's okay, i don't feel that you did that to make me feel weird. you obviously never expected me to see it, and i'm sorry for violating your privacy in the first place. i appreciate you getting rid of it."

he gave me a soft, but still uncomfortable smile. "so.. so we're good?"

"sure." i shrug, sitting up as i felt the conversation beginning to wrap up. "back to mortal enemies? or would you prefer strangers?"

he looked caught off guard by my question, his eyebrow raising at my words. "is there an option that combines the two of them in some way?"

"eh." i cross my legs and lean forward as i speak. "perhaps."

i hear the rain begin to beat against my bedroom window, the sky diming to accompany the sudden thunderstorm, then look to xavier in response. "you better go if you want to make it back to your dorm without getting drenched."

"yeah, you're right." he nods, clearing his throat uncomfortably before standing up. he looks to me, watching as i stand up in return. "well, i'm glad everything is okay."

i nod silently, the two of us staring at each other, unable to process a proper way to say goodbye. i mean, how could we with the conversation we just had?

"uh, me too." i cross my arms and shake my head out of the eye contact, looking up to him. "i'll see you tomorrow in biology?"

"yeah." he nods, turning towards the door to walk himself out.

"oh, here." i walk in front of him to grab my key. "i need to unlock the-"

"can i kiss you [y/n]?"

my cheeks redden and i set the key down, turning to face him. i blink in disbelief. "kiss me?"

"i'm sorry, that was a heat of the moment thing, i didn't mean to make this weird ag-"

"no, it's fine." i walk towards him as i cut his stammering words off, leaning up to take his head into my hands and pull him down to my height, pressing his warm lips against my own. he hastily wrapped his arms around my waist, our bodies gravitating to my bed as i push my weight onto his thin, light build, climbing on top of him and moaning lightly into his mouth as i ran my fingers through his long strands of straight hair.

while there was no rush to this sudden circumstance, we were kissing like we were on a time crunch, hands running down each other's clothed bodies and very quickly taking them off. xavier begins to unbutton my school shirt, the nude colored bra that laid behind it exposed to his eyes, which were visibly glued to my chest as he undressed me. i unbuckled his belt in the process, looking down at him while he moved his head closer to my chest, trailing kisses down my heated flesh and lightly brushing my bra out of the way for a moment as his lips kissed my nipple, tongue circling the stimulated bud which only earned a moan from my lips, xavier's body twitching against my own while my pleasure transferred into his own.

i reach down between us to slide my hand into his pants, a bit slowly to make sure he was okay with it, which he very quickly signaled by lightly bucking his hips towards me in return. my hand was met with his erection, straining in his khakis as i jerked it off, moans escaping from his pink lips and vibrating onto my chest which was starting to cover in light hickies and salvia.

he breaks himself away, forcing my body onto the mattress and my hand out of his pants, his own build getting off of me and onto the floor, his knees against the hardwood while he pulled down my skirt, and my underwear, my face dark red as i was nearly naked before him, nothing but my lopsided bra and half buttoned shirt.

"you don't understand how long i've wanted to taste you." he says through a low, seductive yet needy tone of voice. "i've wanted you in my mouth for what feels like ages." he leans down, taking both my thighs into his hands and pulling my bottom up and towards the end of the bed to reach him.

i was speechless, sitting up and staring down at xavier while he began to trail wet kisses into my inner thighs, his mouth soon reaching my pussy and beginning to lick the outside with great tease. i gasped at just his most gentle touch, one hand holding my body propped up as the other reached down to cup the side of his left cheek. he looked up at me, watching as i gave him a small nod to go further.

his tongue attacked my clit, sucking on the bud and my wet skin while one of his hands snaked between my thighs, gently pushing two fingers into my slit, stimulating my body through more ways than i imagined he would so soon. i moaned, closing my eyes and immersing myself into the moment, finding it still hard to believe that his head was between my thighs now when i would've laughed at the thought of this a few days ago.

watching xavier eat me out was so attractive, i almost couldn't comprehend what him fucking me would feel like. he knew what he was doing, holding our eyes as he pushed his fingers inside me, his touch sucking against my clit and twirling around in circles to tease me further, sparks sending themselves to my hot core. it felt never-ending, in a good way, of course, the way he was able to make me feel. the way he made me want him after all this time hating each other was insane. it was rather impressive more than anything.

i leaned forward, watching him pull his lips away from my middle and to my lips, the taste of my own pleasure now against my mouth, his tongue pushing forward and clashing against my own. with his fingers still in me, he adjusted our position, now on his knees in the bed and hovering a bit above me, watching as my mouth hung open at his touch, the feeling of another finger slipping into my tight walls. i could feel myself wrapping around him, which he visibly took note of, as the expression on his face shaped into a smirk, almost like he was proud of himself for the way i reacted to his strengthening touch.

"i've got to stretch you out if you want me to be inside you." he remarks, leaning down to kiss me between the sinful noises that left my lips. "you want me to fuck you like i hate you?"

"shouldn't be a hard thing to do." i grin, pecking his lips, gasping as he curls his fingers inside me at my response.

xavier pulled his wet fingers out, slapping them against pussy as i arch my body in response to the intense touch, my eyes widening as i look at him in surprise. he could only chuckle, standing up and taking his pants and boxers off, his hard length pointing itself towards me as he steps closer again, knees on the mattress and cock aligned with me. he wasn't lying - he was quite long, as i could have imagined by his height and lanky build, but he was thick, too. he was much more than i imagined he was, but i wasn't complaining.

he leaned closer, helping adjust my body to where my feet were now resting on his bare shoulders, spread wide as he pushed inside me, my eyes shutting and mouth opening at the feeling of him slowly pushing inside my body. good god, he hurt, but at the same time, he felt so fucking good.

he held me by my ankles, his hair moving with his rhythm as he kept a slow, intimate pace, watching as my breasts moved with his thrusts, briefly, until he pulled out. i blinked, confused. "is everything okay?"

"you want me to fuck you like i hate you, right, [y/n]?" he asks flatly, his hand running down his cock, before nudging me to flip over.

my cheeks redden and i shake my head. "i would think you'd want to see my expression when doing so."

"who said i wasn't?" he grinned, grabbing me by the hips and tossing me over, pressing his hand on my stomach to arch back before pushing himself back inside.

i gasped, unable to react as he grabbed my face, guiding it towards him and leaning down to where we were able to meet eyes, my hair fallen in front of my face, which he adjusted to fit behind my ears. i could see it in his eyes that he wanted to watch my expression in every way while he pumped his cock inside me, stroke after stroke causing me to moan, my vision clouding with the harder he held my face, the harder he fucked me and made my legs nearly melt at his rough touch.

"you're so fucking beautiful," he coos, placing a rough, wet kiss against my lips. "so fucking beautiful when you take me inside you, i can feel you tightening against me, [y/n]. i didn't think you'd want me around you much longer, but look at you."

"shut the fuck up." i say through pitiful moans, my hands holding the bedsheets as he talked. "you're not always going to have the upper hand."

he scoffed, picking up his pace, pecking my cheek before leaning up, his hand moving to hold the back of my neck while his thrusts only grew strong from his new position.

"says the girl who's letting me fuck her from behind with her ass propped up for my bare cock." he smirked as he heard me groan in annoyance. "you can tell me you like it, no shame in it."

i roll my eyes, now trying to hold my tongue. i figured this wasn't the time or place to cuss out the same person who was actively pounding me with his cock. "just shut up, xavier."

he leaned down to kiss my cheek quickly, his lips leveling to my ear. "i think you know me well enough to know i'm not going to."

he lifted himself back up, holding my ass as he guided me back and forth, the sounds of our wet skin slapping together while i enveloped his cock inside me, the stimulation far too great to not earn us both a very quickly approaching orgasm.

i felt him moan lightly from behind me, our voices, and bodies, and noises, sync together while the room seemed to grow hotter and far too much for either of us to handle, until we both finished, xavier staying in me for a moment before slowly pulling out, his cum leaking lightly between my shaking, red legs as i laid down on my back.

he laid down aside me, reaching over to undo my top completely and help guide my bra off, leaving the two of us now completely naked, lathered in our own, and each other's, sweat. i felt him wrap his arms around me and i rolled my eyes, lightly trying to nudge him off me.

"you're sweaty." i say, watching him laugh at my remark. "what's so funny?"

he stopped me from my squirming, taking my hand into his own and wrapping his arm around my waist. "you'll never be quiet, will you, [y/n]?"

i shake my head, my expression lightening as i look up to him. "i'm not the one who was begging to taste the other. remind me who was on their knees earlier?"

"i hate you." he playfully nudges me, pulling me closer. he sighed, and look up at the wood ceiling, his tone dialing down as he pursed his lips together.

"you know, you physically feel good, but this felt good, too." he gestures to the two of us, which i only blushed in response at.

"xavier thorpe, are you admitting you've peaked an interest in me?" i tease, squeezing his hand in response.

he rolled his eyes, shrugging softly. "maybe so, but no worries, i'll still follow a few feet behind you in the hallway."

"look at you, already listening. guess i really do have the upper hand in this, don't i?" i sit up, watching as he followed my actions. i reach over to hold him by his face, kissing him once again.

he chuckled, holding me by the back of my head as he returned the kiss. he raised his eyebrow, a bit of reflection on his face from what just happened. “why the sudden change of heart towards me?”

“i don’t know.” i shrug, looking from his lips to his eyes. “i guess we’ll have to see how this unfolds over time.”

“i guess so.” he grinned, kissing me once again. “no worries, ill still make sure to embarrass you in some way on monday in biology.”

“you wouldn’t dare.” i smirk, lightly nudging him onto his back as i climb on top of him. “good luck, xavier thorpe.” i begin to trail kisses down his neck, his arms once again wrapping around my waist.

“words of good luck from the enemy? today’s full of surprises.” he teases before sliding his hand between us.

[gyuuberryy]

MASTERLIST !

🕶> author's fav

★ENHYPEN★

MULTI

↘ no doubt (loser!enhypen's reaction to your confession + their down bad behaviour)

↘ 1k special event (hyung line royal aus)

HEESEUNG

↘ mischief(definitely not) managed (enemy!heeseung x reader, hogwarts au)🕶

↘ fight for my way (best friend's brother!heeseung x reader x bff!jungwon)

↘ teeth (vampire!heeseung x reader, enemies to lovers)🕶

↘ taste (ex!heesung x reader)

↘ prince charming's mismatch (prince!heeseung x princess!reader, enemies to lovers, arranged marriage au)

↘ trapped (hotel owner!heeseung x reader, horror)🕶

JAY

↘ a love affair in colour (art tutor!jay x princess!reader, forbidden relationship)

↘ venom (venom!jay x reader, marvel au)

JAKE

↘ from foe to forever (prince!jake x pirate!reader, enemies to lovers)🕶

SUNGHOON

↘ break the ice (tsundere!sunghoon x reader)

↘ fatal trouble (vampire!sunghoon x reader, roommates trope, fantasy)🕶

↘ a tailored connection (designer!sunghoon x muse!reader, friends to lovers)

SUNOO

↘ vanilla coconut (sunshine!sunoo x grumpy!reader, one sided enemies to lovers, barista au)🕶

JUNGWON

↘ fight for my way (best friend's brother!heeseung x martial artist!reader x bff!jungwon)

↘ love potions(but make it legal) (tutor!jungwon x reader, hogwarts au)🕶

NI-KI

↘ ni-ki's guide to survival: how getting lost led to love (enemy!niki x reader, camping au)

★TXT★

YEONJUN

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SOOBIN

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★WEDNESDAY★

jealousy jealousy pt 1 pt 2 (xavier thorpe x reader x tyler galpin)

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[talkintrashcann]

Campout - Xavier Thorpe [pt.3]

summary: the friendgroup is going on a camping trip and miscalculated how many tents they needed, so now you have to share a tent with your least favorite person.

warnings: slow burn, enemies to lovers, multiple parts, fear of drowning

word count: 1.8k

a/n: im terribly sorry for disappearing for about a month, i didn't mean to be gone for so long. my life has been put upside down for the past couple weeks and ive had to figure some things out about my future so writing wasn't my priority at that time, but ive got it all figured out now (for the most part) so im not planning on taking so long for the next chapter. i promise the story is actually getting somewhere this time !

[part 1] [part 2] [part 4] . . .

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Acting like nothing had happened earlier today, everyone was sitting by the campfire munching on their food while they all ignored the obvious tension between you and Xavier. They were used to situations like these by now, but for some reason it felt as if something in the two of you changed. You used to give each other angry glares and held those for hours, whereas now you can't even make eye contact for longer than 5 seconds. The tension was slowly shifting throughout this trip, and there was no way of stopping it.

"Hey Enid, what have you got in store for us tomorrow? Please tell me it's not as exhausting as today's hike.", Kent caught everyone's attention.

"That's a surprise. I don't want anyone to complain about the plans I made again, so you'll just have to wait and see. But I'm sure you will all love it, we're gonna have so much fun !", the girl that couldn't hide her excitement said. It was obvious that the group was a bit skeptical about Enid's interpretation of fun, but hopefully this time she's right. What's the worst that could happen?

For the rest of the night everyone was singing along to some campfire songs while Divina was playing the guitar, for just a moment you forgot everything that happened today. You loved moments like these, just you and your friends enjoying each other's company while singing riptide at the top of your lungs. This was the exact reason why you said yes to this trip, these were times you wished would never be over. But all nice things must come to an end, and soon everyone disappeared to their tent once more. Surprisingly enough your tent was quiet for once, neither of you wanting to speak to another. Maybe because you were simply too tired from today's exhausting hike, falling asleep as soon as your head hit your pillow.

Waking up pretty early the next day, you realized you were the first one to be awake. You opened your eyes and turned around to find Xavier laying not so far away from you, a strand of his long hair covering his eyes. He looked quite handsome like this, sadly enough he wasn't always this quiet and peaceful. Remembering what he did to you yesterday, you got up with a smirk as you thought about your great plan to get him back somehow. Sneaking out of the tent as quiet as possible, you grabbed a cup that someone left near the campfire and filled it with lake water. Already giggling to yourself as you walked back to the tent with the cup in your hands, careful not to spill too much water from it already. And just like that, you threw the cup with water over Xavier's head.

Waking up confused and in shock, he looked over to see you sitting next to him dying of laughter. He on the other hand was definitely not laughing with the little prank you pulled on him, instead he pushed himself up and dragged you out of your shared tent. Picking you up in his arms and carrying you towards the lake, you quickly realized what his intentions were.

"You're gonna regret doing that to me.", he said with his deep morning voice. You'd never admit this but you'd be lying if you said he didn't sound a little hot with that voice, or maybe more than just a little.

"Nonono, please don't Xavier.", you tried to convince him not to drop you in the lake.

"Please, I'm begging you.", desperately trying to change his mind you tightly held on to him as you were getting closer and closer to the lake. The word begging caught Xavier's attention, surprised to hear how much you're willing to do just so he wouldn't drop you into the shallow water. Of course he noticed your tight grip on him too, figuring this was more than just something you didn't like. He could even see tears forming in the corner of your eyes, making him feel bad all of a sudden. Seeing you annoyed was like music to his ears, but realizing he caused you actual suffering felt so wrong. He never thought hearing you beg would feel everything but satisfying. Right before you reached the lake, he slowly put you back down on your feet without saying a word. As soon as your toes hit the ground you ran back to the tent and stayed there until it was time to leave for Enid's big surprise.

After a long and not so calming drive you finally reached today's destination, Kent hurrying out of the car the second you made it. His stomach was a little sensitive and all the turns in the mountains didn't help with that at all, but Enid's surprise definitely made him feel better.

"Okay, it's time to reveal the big surprise... We're going kayaking!!", Enid yelled out and the others jumped up with pure excitement. You on the other hand felt your stomach drop as you thought about how terribly wrong this could go. You were terrified of drowning and would much rather avoid anything that could lead to that, so you weren't exactly fond of the thought to go kayaking. But you never told anyone about this, not even your best friend, and you most definitely didn't want anyone to find out about this. You remembered how Enid said she didn't want to hear any complaints about today, so you tried to hide your anxiety building up to not ruin everyone's day but it felt as if your heart was beating outside of your chest.

"All the kayaks are for two people so let's pair up with our tent buddy and get ready to race!"

"We are so winning this.", Ajax spoke while showing everyone his winner pose.

"You don't have a chance against us, Serpent.", Bianca said as she leaned against Kent.

You didn't pay any mind to what the others were saying, too busy trying to process the whole facing-your-biggest-fear thing. While the group was so focused on fighting over who's going to win this race, Xavier was looking at you this entire time. He noticed how anxious you looked and couldn't help but think back about what happened at camp earlier, aware that you're trying to hide something from him. Not wanting to bother you with everyone else still being here, he decided to leave you alone for a bit until the others were gone.

Before you even know, all your friends had left off in their kayak and it was now your turn. Shaking on your legs as you took a couple of deep breaths before stepping into the kayak, Xavier following soon after. He wanted to win this race, hell he wants to win at everything. But he had a feeling he wasn't winning this time, at least not in the way he had hoped for.

"If we want to win this race we better start paddling now."

Xavier was really pushing you over the edge right now. All you needed was a couple more seconds to mentally prepare yourself, but he couldn't even give you that. Ignoring his existence completely, you once again tried to calm down. But that calmness didn't stay for long.

"Can you start moving already? I don't wanna get behind on the others and I'm definitely not planning on doing all the work by myself."

His complaining only fueled your anxiety more and more, ready to burst any moment now. You couldn't help but panic, needing to get out of this kayak and off the water this instant. Unfortunately your kayak had already drifted off a little too far from the shore for you to just get up and walk back. Feeling hopeless and scared, you couldn't help but cry as you were looking for a way to get out of the unsteady kayak.

Xavier froze in his spot as he saw you cry in front of him, he didn't understand what was happening. He might not know what you're so afraid of, but what he was certain of was that your fear was very much real and you needed to calm down asap. Except, you weren't calming down at all. The tears kept rolling down your cheeks, your breathing was unstable and you were shaking so much that the kayak started shaking too. You looked at your reflection in the water, trying to see how deep it was but your tears blurred your vision.

Something in his mind clicked, he needed to get you back to shore immediately. So without any hesitation he jumped out of the kayak, the water coming up to his chest, and picked you up in his arms. He had you cling to him as he carried you over the water, arms tightly wrapped around his neck and nails slightly digging into his skin out of pure fear. It didn't bother him though, he'll allow you to do so if it gives you a more secure feeling.

He didn't pay any mind to the salesman desperately yelling at him to bring back his kayak, to be completely honest he couldn't give two fucks at the moment. All he cared about was you. Yes, you. He couldn't explain why he felt the need to help you for once, he didn't even understand it himself in all honesty. And it sure as hell didn't make any sense to you either, the guy that tries to make your life a living hell suddenly starts being nice to you. There must be something hidden behind his caring behavior, he'll probably strike you with another rude action later. You were sure of it.

Wriggling yourself out of his grip as soon as he got out of the water, you turned around and walked away to hide yourself from everything else behind a large tree. You needed a moment to calm down after what just happened, a moment to just let the tears stream down your face in peace. You felt embarrassed that he out of all people had to witness that, you wished he'd never seen you that way. Certain he'd never let you forget this, he'd bug you with this till the end of time. Or that's what you assumed he'd do. But in reality, Xavier wasn't planning on telling a soul about this. Not because people would find out he did have a heart, but because this wasn't a pleasant experience for you.

It seemed like things had changed in Xavier's dark heart, could it be that he had grown a soft spot for you? Or was this just another trick of him to get your trust, just so he could break it later?

To be continued . . .

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Light Me Up || X. Thorpe x NB AMAB reader

Hi! This is the start of an enemies-and-lovers smut series following the same characters that may get plot eventually (?) and is, of course, featuring my man Xavier. I'll be posting these as I make them, but you won't miss anything if you skip one.

CW: graphic sex

Ley was normal. They swore by it all their life, attending a normal school and ignoring their parents�� wishes to send them to an outcast boarding school, having normal friends who they hung out with and did normal things with, even having a few normal partners who they kissed normally and touched normally. Everything was normal, so much so that they almost fooled themself into thinking they could live like that for the rest of their life.

Then, everything went to shit.

It started small, just a sip of blood from a girl- she even gave her consent to be bitten, even though she didn’t know they were a vampire- and then another, and then another, until one day Ley woke up in a forest with blood smeared over their face and a corpse in their arms.

That had been their parents’ last straw, and within a week they were sent packing to Nevermore Academy for their senior year..

“Honey,” their mother said, looking at them in the rearview mirror, “put your phone away. This is our last family bonding time before Parents’ Day.”

“But Ashe wants to call.”

“Ashe can call you tonight, when you’re in your dorm. You spent the last weekend at their house. We’re not going to see you for months!”

Ley grumbled, but shoved their phone into their cat-shaped ita bag- a gift from Ashe a few years prior, and now it had been covered in pins of all kinds. They wondered if the two of them would stay close now that they were away, as Ashe only knew that they were being sent out of town to a boarding school. They hoped they’d keep in contact, as Ashe was the only person they could trust with everything- except their vampiric status.

“Oh, there it is,” their mother squealed, grabbing their father’s hand. “Nevermore. Doesn’t it remind you of when we were teens?”

He chuckled warmly. “Of course. I remember sneaking into your dorm on Valentine’s day to hide blood-red roses around your room. Your roommate caught me and nearly had me expelled!”

“Ley, this is a magical place,” their mother told them. “Here, you’ll meet people just like you.”

The wrought-iron gates creaked open, and the family station wagon pulled into the campus. They parked, and Ley’s parents helped them unload their few belongings. They were never much of a material person, only keeping a few sentimental items and the necessities. A woman strode over to them, smiling at their parents.

“Oh, it’s been too long,” she exclaimed. “I remember when we arrived here… and now your son-”

“Child.”

“Yes, child, is here too. Well, erm, Ley?”

“Yes?”

“My name is Principal Weems. Your parents and I will take care of last-minute paperwork after we show you to your dorm. Follow me.”

Ley picked up their suitcase and did so, walking across the campus to a building with a sign labeled Icarus Hall. They raised an eyebrow at the name, but continued to walk behind Weems and ascend a flight of stairs. The group paused at door 209, and Weems knocked.

A male voice sounded from within. “Come in.”

Weems opened the door and nodded to the person inside. “Xavier, this is your new roommate, Ley.”

He raised an eyebrow as he took in Ley’s appearance. “Shouldn’t she be in the girls’ hall?”

Ley scowled at him. “I’m non-binary, assigned male at birth. They put me in the boys’ hall.”

“Right. Well, I was just heading out. See you, Weems.”

Ley scoffed. He couldn’t even be bothered to give them a farewell.

“Alright, honey, this is goodbye! We’ll see you at Parents’ Day, and we’ll call you. Don’t spend too much time on the phone with Ashe.”

“Right. I’ll see you.”

They turned to their side of the room and began to unpack as their Weems and their parents’ voices faded into the distance, mumbling something about teenagers. A loud laugh that could only belong to their mother sounded through the hall.

Their phone rang, and they picked it up. Ashe was calling.

“Hey, Ley!” they shouted as soon as the call loaded. “How’s your new school?”

Ley shrugged. “I just got here, so I don’t know. My roommate seems like a capital-A-asshole, though.”

“Rude,” a voice said from behind them. Their eyes widened, and they turned around. Xavier stood in the center of the room.

“Shit, Ashe, I gotta go. My roommate is here.”

“No, by all means. Stay on your call,” he told them, voice dripping in sarcasm. “I’ll just leave again.”

“Bye, Ashe. Talk to you soon.”

“Bye, Ley. Good luck-”

Ley shut off their phone and turned to Xavier. “Wouldn’t have called you an asshole if you’d have at least addressed me when you left- and not had our first interaction involve you questioning my gender.”

“Wouldn’t have done that if you weren’t wearing a fucking dress.”

“Lucky for you, most of my wardrobe is dresses and skirts. Get used to it.”

Xavier and Ley spent the next month interacting only out of necessity, and Ley tried their best to suppress the urges to drain his blood dry. They formed their own friend groups- at least, Ley did as Xavier already had one- and Ley continued to dress flamboyantly and be vocal about their queerness. Still, every time they did interact, Ley saw something in his eyes that they’d only seen in Ashe when they met someone they wanted. Something in his actions, the way his hands drifted to his mouth and traced his lips, the way his gaze lingered on them. It drove them insane.

One morning, Ley exited the bathroom in a minidress with fake buttons that Ashe had picked out for them. It was cold, probably too cold to wear clothes like that, but Ley ran warm and wasn’t bothered.

They were putting away their nightclothes when Xavier saw them and shook his head.

“God, Ley, can’t you just try to be normal? I get it, we’re outcasts, but you can’t even pretend to be normal in any way. You walk around in these stupid dresses and clicking boots-”

“What, you’d rather see me without them?” they asked, testing the validity of the observations they had made.

Xavier’s eyes widened. “What?”

“Well, you always complain about my clothes. So how ‘bout you take them off and see if what’s underneath is more appealing?”

Ley crossed their arms, staring him down in challenge. He stood still for what felt like years, until-

Until his hands were in their hair and their lips on his in a tangle of emotions and fire. Rage, attraction, confusion- everything came to the surface and was promptly pushed down again as Ley felt his tongue inside their mouth, the heat of his breath against their face. His hands pulled them in, moving from their now messy hair to the small of their back to the buttons on their dress.

“It’s for show,” they breathed, breaking away to remove the layers of fabric with one tug above the head. When they could see again, they found Xavier without a shirt, working on his pants. They watched in satisfaction as lust clouded his mind and he struggled to undo a single button, not offering any help. When he finally managed it, they gave him a slow clap.

“Congratulations, you managed to do something easy in five minutes total. Now get on your fucking knees.”

He resisted, but eventually sank down and moved closer to Ley’s body. They tugged his face upwards to look him in the eye.

“You want me,” they told him, voice husky. “I’ve seen it in your actions. So today, I will let you have me. But remember- this is nothing based on affection. I. Fucking. Hate. You.”

They moved their hand to the back of his neck and gestured to their penis.

“I’m yours for this morning.”

Xavier nodded and set to work, and Ley could feel every motion of his mouth and tongue against them, saw his cheeks hollow as they pushed deeper. He looked so angelic as their fingers ran through his hair, so perfect. The feelings he inspired in them could almost make them forget that less than five minutes ago, they had been arguing- almost. They thought about how he was when they weren’t like this, and anger bubbled up inside them. 

Fuck, they hated him.

They gripped his hair and began to slowly fuck his mouth. A small sound escaped his lips, and he looked up at them, eyes glittering. He tried to take them deeper, but it was obvious that he couldn’t handle it. There was pressure coming at them from all angles, all sides, and they titled their head back to relish it. Their eyes closed, and they felt Xavier’s hands on them, pulling them further between his lips.

Fuck.

Every time his tongue swirled over another spot that was just right, every time he made one of those little noises… Ley had to remind themself that they hated him, that this man was the worst thing to ever happen to them. The only thing they should be enjoying about this moment was seeing him on his knees for them, worshipping them- not the way he looked or felt or how nice it was to have his hair in their hands and his eyes on their body.

They opened their eyes again- and just the sight of Xavier kneeling in front of them, working on their cock, was enough to send the tightly coiled spring into release. It came over them quickly, the white light of pleasure, and they finished with a loud vocalisation. Xavier did not remove his mouth, looking them dead in the eye as he swallowed. They gently removed themself from him and tilted his chin upwards again.

“You’re too good at this,” they rasped.

A devious grin spread on his face. “What, calling me a whore?”

“I’ll leave that up to interpretation. Get off your knees, unless you’d prefer to keep showing me that I’m your god.”

“Please. You’re more like the devil.”

[nouklea]

Here comes my post for Day 3 of the @weylerweek2023

Prompt chosen: Soulmate AU

I'm on my Way (6402 words) by nouklea Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Wednesday (TV 2022) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Relationships: Wednesday Addams/Tyler Galpin Characters: Wednesday Addams, Tyler Galpin, Francoise Sylvanne Galpin, Donovan Galpin, Marilyn Thornhill | Laurel Gates, Morticia Addams, Gomez Addams, Fester Addams, Thing (Addams Family), Larissa Weems, Xavier Thorpe, Vincent Thorpe Additional Tags: Weyler Week 2023, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Wakes & Funerals, Growing Up Together, Enemies to Lovers, Tyler Galpin Needs a Hug, Hurt Tyler Galpin, Xavier Thorpe is an idiot, Kidnapping, Torture, Harm to Children, Blood, Blood and Injury, Blood and Torture, Murder, Unlocked Hyde, Visions Summary: Wednesday Addams had known very early in her life that she wanted nothing to do with a soulmate. Therefore, when at nine years old she came face to face with that gangly curly brown hair boy she alone could interact with, she took the required time to diplomatically explain to him that she valued her independence and that he should not expect her to be his submissive little housewife. or Wednesday Addams and Tyler Galpin grow up together in a long distance soulmate relationship.

[slytherinqueenrose]

Nevermore Witch

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe (Wednesday) x f!Witch Reader (Harry Potter’s universe)

Plot: After traumatic events at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Y/N Y/L/N joins Nevermore Academy to start a new chapter. She didn’t expect to become certain long haired boy’s enemy.

Word Count: <9K

Warnings: enemies to lovers, wizardry, use of magic, mentions of death, crying, mention of Harry Potter characters, cursing, traumatic experiences, grammar errors, let me know if I forgot about something.

A/N: Remember that Xavier is Xavier and Percy is

Percy. Character ≠ actor.

I’ll also be very thankful for letting me know what you think. Honestly, I’m sobbing especially because of the ending

After all those incidents at Hogwarts, after Who Must Not Be Named came back to his powers and our castle collapsed, we, wizards had no place for ourselves. We were left alone, with no teachers to help us with magic and no relatives to support us. But it’s not important now. We (those who survived) had to find a new place to continue our education - if no magical by any means, then just a muggle one. I myself found a school for outcasts. United States, far away from my home, far away from everything and everyone I loved. I had no other option than just start attending Nevermore and start new, unknown chapter in my quite young life.

“I can’t believe it! I always thought that wizards don’t exist!” A blonde girl screamed while holding my wand. Phoenix feather core, apple wood, 11 ¾”. I remember the day of buying it as if it was yesterday. “I’m so excited! You have no idea how many things and places I want to show you and-“

“It really is nice to meet you too, Enid but can we please slow down a little bit? I just came here and I feel like I really don’t belong here so I would be thankful if you gave me about an hour to get used to this place, please.” I said sending her a shy smile and she only nodded, still smiling widely.

“What exactly happened? Why are you here? Aren’t there any magical schools?” She asked sitting on my bed while I was focusing on unpacking my suitcase.

“Well, not anymore.” I whispered. I was about to start crying. What happened in my life was very bad and I couldn’t agree with it. “You see, wizards can be good or bad. I think it’s quite clear. Like any other no-maj, we want a normal yet successful life. But unfortunately those dark wizards want to control the world. And that’s why my beloved school doesn’t exist anymore. It’s pretty heartbreaking for me now but I promise to tell you everything about it when I’ll feel a bit better.”

“Honey, you don’t have to push yourself into doing so. I understand and I get that everyone is going though many difficulties. I only want to assure you that I’m here and you can count on me even if we only just met. I feel like we can become very good friends if you only want to.” She added, hugging me tightly and after a while I hugged her back.

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“So this is the last place and we call it a Quad.”

“Isn’t it a pentagon?” I asked and she only giggled. “So, what kind of outcasts are here? I know about werewolves already.”

“Psychics are the most predominant species at Nevermore. They have different abilities from visions to telekinesis. Then we have Vampires or Fangs, whatever you want to call them. Of course Werewolves like me. Shapeshifters, Gorgons, Sirens, Faceless students and a Witch of course. You’re the first of your kind which makes you very special and I believe you’ll have a huge group of admirers anytime soon.”

“I’ve never been new at school. Being the first one of a specific specie isn’t good either. I don’t even know how I feel about it.”

“Don’t worry, Y/N. You’ll soon find out that Nevermore is wonderful and you are gonna love it.”

“Hope so. So is there any head girl or or head boy or someone I just should avoid?”

“Well, let’s start from Fangs, shall we? You should definitely keep as far as possible from Simon and his group. He always is unbelievably dumb and horny.”

“For blood?”

“I said horny, not thirsty.”

“Clear enough.”

“Then Bianca. The so called Queen bee. She used to date our Academy Turtured Artist Xavier but they broke up in September. Reason unknown.”

Tortured artist?

“Why tortured?” I half-whispered.

“His works are usually sick. Bloody and mysterious. But continuing, there also is Wednesday Addams. She came here about a month ago and is spooky. I mean I like her and she’s my dorm mate but you may be a little shocked. Next, a werewolf Lita Greyback. She’s-“

“Greyback?!” I screamed with my eyes widening. Happily I didn’t catch too much of attention.

“You know her?” Enid asked a bit surprised.

“Her surname sounds familiar. You see, I knew a werewolf back there in Scotland. He was on a dark side and I believe he could have a child. I have no idea if he ever had someone but if he actually has a child and it’s Lita, then we’re all in a danger.”

“Okay, I’m starting to freak out. You must tell me what actually happened before you came here.”

“Hey, but it may be my mistake. It’s just a surname, isn’t it? I only-“

“We should definitely go and have some mellisa. You know, to calm you down a little bit. You’re literally shaking.”

“I don’t need melissa. I’m just trying to tell you that-“

“Another newbie?” A tall boy asked. Considering the fact that Enid became red all the way, I assumed she liked him. Or maybe even more than just like.

“Hi Ajax!” She screamed with pure excitement. “This is Y/N and yes, she’s new. And this is Ajax. A gorgon, that’s why he’s wearing a beanie.” The blonde explained and the both of us only smiled to each other.

“So you’re a siren or-“

“Even better! She’s a witch. Like a real witch. She can do magic and-“

“I know what a which means, Enid.” He added offering her a friendly smile and then his attention was back on me. “I hope you’re not going to jinx us, are you? I promise to never piss you off.” Ajax laughed.

“Dark magic isn’t something I work with. Of course there are many let’s call them friendly jinxes for example tickle jinx but I rarely use any of them honestly.” I said.

“Wow, impressive. You seem very interesting. What about hanging out sometime?” He asked and I felt a sudden change of Enid’s humour.

“Well, that’s very nice of you but I must say no. I still haven’t agreed with what happened in my previous school and I really don’t want to bond to anyone yet. But I think you may hang out with Enid, wouldn’t it be wonderful? She’s much more cheerful than I am.” I said and when he blushed I knew exactly what game he was trying to play. Asking me out to make the blonde jealous. That was so obvious.

“Uhm.. Yeah. Actually it would be even better than just wonderful. How about that, Enid?”

Nobody could imagine her happiness. She couldn’t even speak and only shook her head and then Ajax left as happy as her.

“You really set us for a date, did you? Oh Y/N, I can’t believe it! I’ve been trying to get his attention for AGES and he never noticed me and now-“

“I get it. And personally I think you two will be a perfect match. Can we come back to our little trip, please? I would love to come back to my dorm and take a nap.”

“Right. You asked about Xavier, didn’t you? Here he is. The one painting the mural right there. Come on, let’s say hello. He’s gonna be amazed.”

I was trying to recall memories from Hogwarts to find a person similar to Enid but it was useless. I swear I’ve never met anyone as energetic and joyful as her. She was a pure happiness, sunshine, she was smiling almost all the time and was so honest.

“Xavier!” She said proudly, catching his attention.

Once he looked at us I got a feeling that he must be a very nice person. But unfortunately I couldn’t be more mistaken.

“This is Y/N and she’s our new student. And guess what specie she is.” She added giggling while the long haired boy was looking me up and down.

“A nymph?” He said almost with no emotions.

“Silly you! She’s a witch!”

“I would say a hag but what you prefer.”

Hell no.

What the hell was that?

“Excuse me, what did you say?” I asked, yanking his brush from his paint covered wrist.

“I believe she said you’re a witch, not a deaf.”

How rude.

„Xavier! What has gotten into you!” Enid shrieked with her arms resting on her hips.

“Do you really trust her? I remember my granny’s stories about witches. They are bad and untrustworthy. One spell and you’re dead. I prefer to stand face to face with a skin walker than with her. I think she should spend time with her own wrong sort.”

“I think I can tell the wrong sort by myself but thanks for a wonderful speech.”

“Could you give my brush back, witch?” He added with a bored expression, watching me scoff.

“Aport if you need it.” I said then throwing it away only to leave the both of them after that.

Enid was screaming at him like a psycho and then she joined me during my way back to my dorm.

“I’m so very sorry. You see, he usually is a sweetheart and I don’t know what-“

“I believe he can excuse himself well enough. He doesn’t need you to do that for him.”

“I thought people get excited when they meet a real witch. That’s amazing and your ability to cast spells is just out of world.”

“You see, Enid. Some people dream about being magical. Some still live in the Middle Ages. Some are afraid and some just hate us with all their might. Some may even think that their relatives have been killed by wizards. You’ll never predict what the reaction is going to be.”

“That’s so unfair.”

“I need to take a nap. I knew it would be difficult to fit here but I never thought about this kind of difficulty. Have a good day, En and I’m sorry but I don’t want to see anyone today.”

***

I woke up the next day, almost late for my first class. Back then at Hogwarts, our house prefects used to scream and wake us up but here at Nevermore we had no prefects. I had so many new stuff to learn and what was the worst for me? No magical classes. Only muggle ones like Maths, English, Biology etc. The only subject which was kinda similar to my previous classes was botany with Mrs. Thornhill. I used to learn herbology so I was ready for whatever was about to happen there. I arrived at the greenhouse punctually at 8 am only to be welcomed by Xavier’s unpleasant expression. He truly looked like he hated me with all his might. Unfortunately for the both of us only one seat beside him was free and we knew perfectly well, it’s not going to end up happily.

“Hey, uh..-“

“Wednesday Addams.”

“Right. Could we switch places, please? He doesn’t seem to like me and I really don’t want to fight with him.” I said looking at the black haired girl with a deadly pale skin and zero emotion on her face.

“Just ignore him. He’s going to get bored and won’t hurt you. You’re the witch here. You always can jinx him.” She responded and believe me, I’ve never felt so disappointed in my life.

“Yeah, right. Thanks for helping.” I whispered and took the free place after that. I tried very hard to avoid Xavier even though I felt his deadly glare all the time.

“And what exactly is that?” He asked pointing at my scroll of parchment and a quill.

“I have to make notes, right?”

“Can’t you just use a notebook and a pen instead of these funny objects? You’re no longer in your damn magic school.”

“You have a problem, not me so I would be damn thankful if you shut your mouth.”

The whole class laughed. Thank you all.

“You’re the newbie and yet you’re in the centre of students’ attention. What if you lost your lovely magic stick?” He laughed pulling my wand out of my uniform pocket.

“Give it back.” I hissed when he stood up spinning the wand between his fingers.

“Aport if you need it.” He added wanting to throw it.

“Xavier, give it back to Y/N.” Mrs. Thornhill said harshly, entering the classroom. “Are you mad? It’s a very powerful magical object. You have no idea what kind of consequences you’d pay for throwing it. Our whole school might even explode if you’ve done it. I don’t want the two of you to cause such of a problem. Hand it back to Y/N and may you please stop arguing for god knows what?”

“Sorry, professor. It’s not going to happen anymore.” He said and gave me my wand back. Then he sat next to me and leaned closer before whispering. “Don’t be too happy too soon.”

“Oh fuck you, Thorpe.”

“Miss Y/L/N, I will not accept speaking this way.”

“Sorry.”

“I hope so. So maybe if you’re here with us today, what about saying something about your previous school and subjects?”

Merlin’s pants, why?

I took a deep breath before standing up and feeling many pairs of eyes on me.

“I used to attend Hogwarts. A truly magical place which felt like home from the very first day. Every magical person belongs to this school after being born and there’s no way to change it. Or at least if you don’t have enough Galleons, our wizarding currency. You have no idea how amazing if feels to get an acceptance letter. I remember if as if it was yesterday. I still keep it. If you want to do shopping for the school year or just any magical ones you have to go to a certain place full of all kinds of shops from clothes to wands. Then, on the 1st of September you have a train from London to Merlin knows where. Probably some part of Scotland but our location is unknown even to us. Any electronic stuff like your smartphones would not work there due to the whole lot of energy going on there. That’s why I don’t own a phone. I use my owl, Snow, to send letters so don’t be afraid if one day my winged friend will visit you.” I laughed and all of my classmates did the same. Well, maybe not all. Xavier looked unbothered. “There were better and worse days. I had many enemies but also the best of best friends I could wish for. We’ve gone through the worst together and… Well, let’s just not talk about that. However, I had many exciting classes. One of them was pretty similar to botany. I’m talking about herbology. You have no idea how many wonderful plants surround us. Have you ever heard of a mandrake? A baby like plant whose screams may even kill if you don’t use earplugs while replanting it. Its juice is used to cure petrified people.

That’s scary.” Enid said almost pale.

“We also used to learn potions. That was my favourite subject. Brewing luck, love, death or pollyjuice potion is amazing even though it’s very difficult.”

“Do you have any spare death potion?”

“I-“

“Joking. I’ll find out myself.”

“Don’t worry about Wednesday, honey. She’s specific.” The teacher giggled.

“Well, okay. Continuing, we were also studying care of magical creatures, charms, history of magic, flying, defence against the dark arts, transfiguration and we could choose any extra classes from the list but there’s too much of them to talk about each one.”

“Wait, you can actually fly?”

“Yes, I even have a broom.”

“Like all those hags from scary stories. Do you eat children as well or maybe you’re a vegetarian?”

“I don’t eat people, you fool. But I may eat you if you won’t stop offending me.”

“You-“

“Stop this nonsense. Y/N, why are you here instead of your previous school?”

“It’s not existing anymore. A dark wizard ruled our world. That’s why I had to find another place for myself.”

“I hope you’ll accommodate here quickly and that Xavier will help you with it instead of arguing. It’s is very nice to have you here, Y/N. Shall we begin our today’s class? I believe you’re all very excited about the test which I was talking about previously.”

The look of utter disappointment was noticeable on each face. Even mine. I had no idea about a test coming. Starting a new school with a negative grade, how wonderful?

“Don’t worry, Y/N. I know you weren’t able to prepare for it so just read through questions and maybe you’ll know the answer, who knows? I won’t grade it if it’s negative, I promise.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Thornhill. I really appreciate it and I promise to catch up with your subject asap.”

Merlin only knew, that I was to get the best grade. Happily every question was about plants which I was studying at Hogwarts. Maybe my time at Nevermore wasn’t going to be fail at all?

Well, not exactly. Maths was my personal hell. I had no idea what was going on and nothing made sense. Xavier was making fun of me all the time especially when I made a mistake. And that happened plenty of times. But happily I beaten him in other subjects and that got on his nerves.

He then started trying to make my life a real hell.

The day of the Poe Cup came pretty quickly and I was absolutely terrified yet excited. I had my wand so we were to win. I knew it. That’s why other teams were kind of worried. Bianca was plotting against us but I knew that whatever she wanted to do, wouldn’t work. And I was right. Just before the official beginning, my team and I took a sip of Felix Felicis, luck potion. No rules meant no rules so we gladly used this opportunity and thanks to that, we came as second ones to the island and there I sprinted as fast as I could to the Crackstone’s crypt.

But where the hell our flag was?

“Looking for something, Y/L/N?” Xavier’s drawling voice echoed from behind. I turned around immediately to be met with his smiley yet ridiculous expression.

“Turned into what you really are, didn’t you Thorpe? I always knew you’re a clown.” I said sarcastically and he scoffed.

“I may be or not be a clown but I for sure will be the one holding the cup.” Xav laughed.

“Where’s my teams’ flag?”

“You said you can fly?”

I looked up and there it was. Hanging on a branch.

“How could you do that? What I’m going to do now?” I asked playing hurt. At this moment he was no longer happy at all. He knew too well that I had something on my mind. I reached for my wand which had a special place in the inner corner of my costume and then I pointed at the flag, whispering quiet “accio flag”. It sprang to my hand with a light speed which took Thorpe by surprise and just when he was almost ready to come back to his boat, I decided to slow him down a little bit. That’s why I pointed my wand at him and used a reduction spell so in a matter of seconds he became tiny.

“What the hell Y/L/N! Change me back, it’s not fair!”

“What are you squeaking about? I almost can’t hear you, doll.” I laughed lifting him by his costume collar. He was kinda cute with his arms crossed against his chest, legs dangling and furious expression. “That’s exactly what you get for offending me.”

“Change me back or-“

“The only thing you could do now would be biting the tip of my finger which I believe won’t happen because I would have to let go of you and that might cause and unpleasant injury. Let me take you to your boat so you won’t get lost in here, what about that?”

“You’re unbelievable.”

“Nothing new, Xav.”

And I did what I said. His friends were shocked seeing him in that state and I even heard some mocks towards him which made me burst out laughing but we won after all.

He was absolutely furious and I swear that I’ve never seen anyone this mad in my life.

Then the outreach day came and to my unhappiness the both of us were assigned at the Weathervane. He only rolled his eyes on me so I kept talking with this cute barista, Tyler.

“Would you mind to stop your silly conversations and help me maybe? I want to remind you that we were assigned here to work not gossip or even flirt.” Xav said.

“Fine. So Tay, what’s my job considering the fact that this poor artist is wiping dirty tables?”

Xavier’s scoff almost made me laugh. I truly loved getting on his nerves. He deserved it.

Tyler quickly showed me how to use this weird machine which was professionally called a coffee express and I only hoped to remember everything. My face expression was for sure worried as hell.

“I think it’s not the best idea to let her work with it. You see, she used to live under the rock for the past few years and she doesn’t even have a smartphone which means she may not get well with this yet shitty express.”

Well, he was kind of right at that point.

“I propose to let her wipe the tables and collect orders and I’ll be working with electronics. Are you into it, Y/L/N?”

“Yes.”

“Do whatever you want. Just please don’t destroy anything and try not to kill each other since I feel the unpleasant pressure between you two.”

“You should talk to her. She’s a hag here. But be careful with her or she’ll change you into a doll.”

I could say that this day was really good and even cooperating with this brat was successful. He tried to make me a fool many times yet he never succeeded. We spent many hours in the cafeteria but unfortunately right before closing Xavier spilled his hot coffee on me and that was indescribably painful.

“Xavier!” I shrieked wiping as much of a black liquid out of myself as possible. With my bare hands which resulted in burning them too.

And yet he was only standing in front of me with and unbothered face expression. How could someone be this emotionless?

“Don’t shriek. Just use your wand.”

“Are you serious? Do you really think that there is an uncountable amount of spells? I’m not a healer for Merlin’s sake, I didn’t study healing spells!”

“What kind of a witch you are then? I thought that with your help, all orders will be floating around the local and yet you had to walk around to give them to the customers. It’s-“

“You don’t understand anything.”

“So maybe enlighten me?”

“Honestly Xavier, I really don’t have any interest in explaining anything to you. Tell Tyler that I left.”

But what happened some time later, was absolutely unforgivable. Imagine that Kent invited me to the RaveN Dance and for some reason Xavier wasn’t too happy about that. He himself came with Bianca, his ex which was just as much prejudiced against me as he was. I had a truly the best time ever since the muggle music was fantastic. Even too fantastic because after about three hours due to a huge headache I needed to left the party. I was met with Bianca furiously looking at me with her shoulders crossed over her chest.

“Kitten got on your tongue?” She said burning holes in my head.

“What’s your problem? I just need to rest. Besides I have no reason talking to you, do I?”

Her scoff was so venomous that I thought I’m no longer talking with a siren. More like with a snake. She would for sure join Slytherin if it only still existed.

“Xavier’s talking about you all the time. He seems to be fucking mad at you and hate you, yet he can’t stop eyeing you.”

“There is a true hatred between us and I believe whatever he says is not too nice. There’s nothing you should be afraid of. If you still want him take him. I don’t care about him neither about you.”

With that I turned around and wanted to leave, but

“He asked me to use my amulet to make him forget about you.”

What the hell?

I looked at her again shocked.

“And did you do that?”

“Are you mental? My power was the main reason of our break up. He never trusted me and thought I was manipulating him. Yet he wants me to use it so he can no longer have feelings towards you.”

“Woah, slow down a little bit, okay? Firstly there’s no point in being mad and secondly he doesn’t have any feelings towards me, you get it? He hates me and I hate him and the only thing he may want to forget is all that hatred. I saw his expression while looking at me and believe, he is not interested and-“

“You’re so dumb girl. Go and have a rest now. Maybe you’ll understand everything better after few hours of sleeping because your brain clearly isn’t working. Have a good night.”

That was weird, saying delicately. What kind of feelings might he had towards me? Come on, he would destroy me if he could. I remember when he put a dog’s shit into my bag. Everything was smelly as fuck but happily I knew a cleaning spell which helped me with it. Do you think this kind of action means liking me?

“Leave me alone, Thorpe.” I heard from behind. It’s was Xavier and Bianca of course. He probably wanted to apologise to her yet she didn’t want to talk with him and came back to the Dance. Xavier’s and mine eyes met but when he wanted to say something, I left. And that was a huge mistake.

On the very next day, loud banging to my dorm room woke me up. I had got up and then opened the door. It was sheriff and probably his coworker.

“What’s going on?”

“Miss Y/L/N, you have to go with us.”

“I’m sorry Y/N.” Wednesday spoke with her usual emotionless expression. “…but I know it was you who attacked Eugene yesterday night.”

I had no time to discuss yet to fight against them. I was taken to the sheriff’s office and I spent several (or more) long days in prison with chains hanging from my wrists. In officers’ eyes, I was a monster which was haunting the woods in the area. A real hag which was looking for a revenge for her death relatives which were burnt alive for doing magic. It made no sense however they had a point. Eugene was attacked on the RaveN Dance night at the time when I left to take a rest. Bianca and Xavier saw me and I was sure it was Thorpe who framed me. At last he was the one who welcomed me with his unhealthy fright of witch monsters from his grandmother’s stories. Nobody could defend me at that moment and possibly prove that I came back to my dorm that night. I had no roommate. Besides I was horrifically worried about Eugene yet I had no clue how to contact with anyone. Sheriff had confiscated my wand before I hid it. To say more I had no visitors since I was considered dangerous and everyone was afraid of me. Wednesday was sure of me being the monster. Enid as her good friend for sure believed her. Xavier probably was happy as ever that he doesn’t have to look at me anymore and that he was right judging my witchy roots. After spending a few days there I broke down completely. I was sitting there in the corner, not wanting to speak or eat. My whole attention was focused on this one little window in the office and at my lovely owl Snow which was sitting behind windows’ glass, observing me. I don’t know how much time passed. It might have been two or three weeks but honestly I don’t know because I lost the track of time.

“Hey, Y/N!” Somebody hissed. My eyes widened seeing Lita Greyback herself, kneeling behind bars. She was the last person I could have expected to see.

“What are you doing here?”

“I came here to help you. You see, I know it’s not you who attacked Eugene.” She said. “We may not have met officially but I overheard Enid’s conversation about you and she said that you know my father.”

Hearing it, I came closer to her, wanting to know more. I sat right in front of her while she reached her hand to me.

“I’m Lita Greyback, nice to meet you officially.”

“Y/N Y/L/N. Nice to meet you too.” I said shaking her hand.

“Look, sheriff doesn’t know that I’m here. I gave his coworker certain something to put him to sleep and I sneaked in. But I have a proof that you’re innocent. You see, since I’ve overheard Enid speaking about you, I kept observing you and saw you coming back to your dorm. I even thought about talking to you that night but then this whole incident happened and I was just shocked to say the least.”

“What’s your proof?”

“It’s my conversation with Sienna about you. I wrote her that I was hesitant about knocking your door and she wrote about the attack. She then sent me a voice message that Xavier thinks it’s your fault and I wrote that it’s impossible because you’re in your dorm. And if it’s not enough which I believe won’t be in this case, I also have a-“

“So you say she’s innocent?” Sheriff Galpin spoke and Lita immediately stood up.

“Yes, sheriff. I’m sure of that.”

“And your only evidence is a stupid conversation?”

“You may call it stupid but it actually is important. You see, Y/N and I aren’t friends. I mean not yet so I have no reason to help her. To say more I heard that Eugene’s scratches were nothing like injuries which could be made by a spell. Whatever attacked him it wasn’t Y/N. Maybe a bear or another monster?”

“What can you say about it, miss Y/L/N?”

“I’m innocent as I said plenty of times. You know, I wish Dumbledore- I mean a principal of Hogwarts could be here with his pensive. I could show you my memories and that would be the best proof yet it can’t happen without him.”

“And where is he?”

“Dead.”

“Or maybe it was a werewolf? Maybe that’s why you want to free her? You feel guilty so you came here and-“

“No, sheriff. It’s not me neither her. Please, show mercy. She spent almost 3 weeks here being innocent.”

“Why did you show up now, not those 3 weeks ago?”

“I knew I should have done it sooner but I was said by others that it’s not my business and-“

“Could you do something for me, Lita?” I asked and she only nodded. “You have to go to my dorm room and find a truth potion. It’s called a veritaserum and I keep it in a trunk under my bed. You’ll find it quickly because it’s the only transparent potion and it looks like water.”

“You think I’ll believe in it?” Sheriff laughed sarcastically.

“If you think I want to trick you, you’ll be the first one using it and you’ll see yourself that this potion can make you reveal the darkest secret of yours. It’s very powerful and if it won’t prove my innocence, nothing will.”

“Fine. Let me give you a ride to your school of freaks and we’ll both go to the damned room to find it. I’ll call the backup to have more witnesses.” He said to Lita and then turned to me. “Is that fine enough or maybe miss witchy wants something more?”

“I want to be free again. That’s it. And could you free me from those chains, please? They’re so heavy.”

“You really expect too much, lady.”

Happily it didn’t take too much time until they were back. The bottle of veritaserum was halfway empty so I had to be very careful with it because it was the only way to prove them wrong. As I said I wanted to use it on sheriff first however he didn’t agree and instead one of his workers took a sip of tea with the potion. After that he was brutally honest and I was sure that he’s to lose his job. Yet, everyone believed that the potion works and to their dismay they had to free me after I told them everything what happened on that certain night.

„It’s true then. Fenrir Greyback is your father?” I said during the way back to Nevermore.

“Yes, yet I’ve never met him. My mum is a normie or a muggle, whatever you call them. They met by an accident and had a short affair. Short because when she discovered what he was, she left UK and moved to the USA. She was really afraid of and unfortunately she found out that she was pregnant. With me obviously. So I’m a half-werewolf. Kind of cool yet it’s really painful to change during every full moon.”

“He’s a bad person, your father. He’s on the dark side fighting against the good one. He also killed many people.”

“I’m so ashamed of having such a father.”

“You shouldn’t be. You’re not him.”

“Do you think he would want to meet me if he knew he has a child?”

“I don’t know, honestly. I didn’t have an opportunity to meet him officially. Happily to me. But I think it’s better for you that he doesn’t know about your existence. Don’t get me wrong but Who Must Not Be Named would kill you and your mother in a matter of seconds. That’s what he did to most of people I knew.”

“I can see you suffering. You lost someone you loved, didn’t you?”

I only nodded not being able to talk about that. Once at Nevermore, we said our goodbyes and I came back to my dorm room. The next day was supposed to be quite chaotic due to the family weekend but I didn’t expect anyone. That’s very complicated and I thought I will never have to talk about that with anyone however it happened very soon. You see…

Saturday, the first day of family weekend. Everyone was over the moon and no one noticed my coming back. Happily for me actually. I felt betrayed for some reason so I didn’t want to talk to anyone anyway. I decided to spend my day in the school library which was totally empty this day. I had my fave spot there from which I could observe what was going on on the quad and in the academy park the same time. I sat there cross legged with my spell book which I was studying in the free time. Once I tried to flip to the next page, several pictures fell from it and made a small mess on the floor. I loved keeping photos in every book I owned. But once I saw all those smiling people waving to me from the pictures my eyes started to water. I felt my heart breaking once again. I don’t know when I bursted out crying. What happened was still unbelievable and I couldn’t agree with it. I don’t know how much time I spent there crying my eyes out, yet somebody joined me.

“You’re sad because nobody came to see you?” Xavier spoke leaning against the book shelf. He wasn’t sarcastic like always. I saw a guilt in his expression. “Just joking. My father left me alone too. Doesn’t have time for his crazy son again. But there’s no need to cry, believe me.” He said eyeing me. I swear that I saw a glimpse of tears in his eyes too. “I wanted to apologise for framing you. I was just mad and-“

“I don’t care about that anymore.” I said coldly. Once he noticed many photographs on my lap, he sat beside me, reaching for them. He was visibly confused seeing them moving like a video.

“Wow, that’s crazy.” He whispered. “Who are all these people? I can see you on this one but the rest?”

“My friends.” I replied not bothering to look at him.

“Where are they?” He kept asking.

„I don’t know.”

“I get it. It’s pretty difficult to keep in touch if you don’t have phones.”

“That’s not it, Xavier!”

I swear I never used to raise my voice at anyone and I was as shocked as he was. Yet I couldn’t stand being silent and left alone with my thoughts.

“They may be dead, you get it? Back then, when the Dark Lord tried to come back to ruling the wizarding world, my friends and I used to have a lovely life full of silly adventures. We had no idea about Vold- Dark Lord’s raising strength and power and then suddenly the wizarding war happened. He had one serious enemy. The boy who lived even though a death spell hit him. The Dark Lord lost his powers and tried everything to kill him what happened exactly a year ago during the war. I lost everyone I loved. The lovely golden trio is dead. Additionally my lover boy was kidnapped because he failed his mission and I don’t know if he’s still alive or not. And I may never know. The Dark Lord killed every muggleborn due to their filthy blood, he also started killing muggles and that’s why I had to run away and clean my parents’ memory. They have no idea that they have a daughter. They live somewhere in Africa or Merlin knows where and I’m here now.” I sobbed.

“That’s sick…” Xav whispered visibly flabbergasted.

“Sick? That’s what you think?”

“I mean, I’m very sorry. I can’t even imagine how it could be to lose everyone. But aren’t you afraid about this Dark freak finding you here?”

“I am.”

“Can I help you somehow?”

“You? You’re no use. I don’t trust you and I never will. You see, I used to have many enemies back there yet anyone had ever hurt me the way you did. I truly wish I could go back to the UK and fight against the dark wizards even though I know I’d collapse dead before I had a chance to reach for my wand. Yet I prefer to be dead than looking at you. And everything because you believe in those silly stories of your grandmother.”

Wow, that was harsh.

“I know I made a huge mistake and I’d do anything to repair it-“

“Just leave me alone.”

“I want to start once again. Please, at least try to give me a second chance. I’ll prove you that I’m worth it.”

“I don’t know about that, Thorpe. I-“

“Please.”

If you’ve never seen Xavier’s pleading eyes, believe me, it was almost impossible to say no to them. I was sitting there, in front of him with watery eyes and tears ready to spill and I wasn’t able to say a word. I couldn’t believe I actually showed him how weak I was. He was the last person who should’ve seen it.

“One last chance and don’t you dare ever asking me for anything.” I said with a breaking voice and after that I came back to looking at the photographs. I started crying once again. The pain which I was going through was unbearable.

The next days were grey and almost lifeless. I got many apologies from Enid and even Wednesday said she was sorry for accusing me. She told me about Crackstone and some shit about it but I wasn’t really paying attention. My mind was wholly focused on my experiment which was going successfully and I expected positive results soon. Of course I’m talking about creating a time turner. I said I loved potions, didn’t I? I was bloody interested in alchemy and that’s why I knew what substances I’m supposed to use to make it. It took a lot of time however I made it. And after trying I found out it worked so I was able to repair everything and destroy the Dark Lord.

“So what exactly are you planning to do now?” Xavier asked looking at the golden object in my hand.

“It happened about 11 months ago so I have to turn it… 8000 times. Quite a lot.”

“Why so many?”

“One turn for one hour. I don’t plan to do it actually. I know a dark spell which makes a magical object do exactly what I want. Confundus. Very advanced magic it is but I know exactly how to use it.”

“And what’s going to happen after that?”

“I’ll be back at Hogwarts. Me from the past and me from the present. I’ll have to be very careful. You know, I don’t want my past myself to see me. I would freak out. I think I have to go and talk with the principal and prepare a plan. He’s the only one being able to help.”

“And what if it works and the dark freak will be destroyed?”

“I don’t know. I probably will be in the UK with the ones I love. And you’ll never meet me.”

His eyes widened immediately.

“That’s it, Xavier. Are you aware of the fact that every little change in the past makes a huge difference in the present?” I asked a bit worried. “It’s very complicated actually. Playing with time isn’t funny. It’s a serious thing and considering a fact of Dark Lord’s possible death-“

“What if you’ll die during the war?” He hesitated fidgeting with his fingers.

“Well, I don’t know if the war’s going to take place if I tell Dumbledore about Voldy coming back to his powers. There’s nobody more powerful than Hogwarts principal.”

“But potentially if something happens to you? Doesn’t matter during the war or not.”

“I have to take the risk. It’s the only way to save my world and those who I love.”

“And if everything goes the way you want to where could you possibly be now? You know, so I could find you.”

“There’s no need to worry. You won’t remember me.”

The purest shock appeared on his face. I’ve never seen him this speechless.

“You want to tell me that for the whole time I was supporting you and you try to run away from us? From Nevermore? And I won’t even remember you?” He said looking straight into my eyes.

“We both know this school is not a place for me. Why do you care actually? As I said you won’t remember me. Once I disappear everything will change. You’ll forget about me immediately and-“

“I thought you wanted to come back after saving everything.”

“It doesn’t make sense. I’m trying to repair my world so I could stay there forever. Why would I come back here if it’s not my place to be?”

“That’s your revenge, isn’t it?”

“What the fuck are you talking about now?”

“Nothing. You know what, keep doing what you do. I don’t care about that anymore. Have a great time with your ‘Hog-twats’.”

“How dare you-“

“Just leave.”

And I did. Just as he wished.

• Xavier •

She said I would forget her immediately yet I didn’t. And I had no idea why. Did her plan work out? Or maybe she failed? My heart broke just at the thought. The truth is I fell for her not so long ago and my silly actions weren’t supposed to hurt her. I just wanted her attention, that’s all. And she chose being a hero only to have her lover boy back.

I had no time to think about that at all because there were some complications with Wednesday and Crackstone. Y/N was probably starting her new life in the UK and I was to fight with a dead man. Everything happened very quickly. Bianca, Yoko and I escorted students from the academy while Addams was in the quad. I could not let her face him all alone so I came back to her and-

“Petrificus totalus!” Y/N shrieked pointing her wand at this dead bastard and throwing a silver sword to Wednesday. Crackstone went totally stiff and then Wednesday stabbed him with it. He started turning into the dust and then disappeared. I was pale as fuck not knowing what the hell was going on. Why Y/N was there? Did she fail? Without thinking I pulled her behind a wooden pillar to talk, however suddenly Thornhill spoke. She pointed a gun at Addams and just when I wanted to go and save her, Y/N stopped me.

“Stay quiet. Everything is under control.” She whispered. Wednesday looked scared. Probably for the first time since she arrived at Nevermore.

“Expelliarmus.”

Thornhill’s gun flew away leaving her shocked.

“Who we have here. Miss Y/L/N, I see you’re getting better.”

“There’s no need to worry about me.” Y/N said still pointing her wand at the red haired woman. “Incarcerous”.

The tip of Y/N’s wand sparked and then Thornhill was tightly bonded by many thick ropes. Impressive.

“Soon someone will come to collect you, professor.” Y/L/N said before leaving. I ran after her but she was nowhere to be seen. She probably came back to Hogwarts and I felt bad again.

• Y/N •

The last few days were crazy to say the least. Everything was going perfectly, then I failed and then I succeeded again. Due to the last events at Nevermore, students were sent home earlier. I believe everyone was tired after what actually happened. You don’t fight with a dead man everyday, do you? Anyway, I appeared at academy too, to collect my belongings before leaving Jericho for the next few months. To my happiness I was welcomed by Enid’s shrieks and a tight hug. She was covered in bruises and scratches yet she still looked ravishing.

“It was amazing! Wednesday told me about your help with this dead freak and you became a school hero. Would you mind if I wrote about you on my blog?” She laughed with pure excitement.

“You have a free hand, Enid. I’m glad you’re okay. What about Ajax?”

“I think we’ve never been this close with each other. You have no idea how caring he is, especially after my first ever wolfing out.”

“I’m glad. What are your plans for the break?” I asked biting my lower lip.

“Oh, I’m coming back home to San Francisco. You have to visit me. I don’t think I’ll be able to bear few months without contacting you.” She said.

“Sure. Thank you, En. Sorry but I have to go to my dorm. I’m still not packed.” I added with a smile.

“I believe someone wants to see you too.”

With that she looked up at the balcony and Xavier leaning against the railing. He sent me a shy smile and a delicate wave. I knew I had to face the truth. I had taken a deep breath before heading up to him.

“So you’re back.” He said calmly with a slight smile.

“Yeah.” I whispered not daring to look at him.

“Why?”

“You don’t want me here?”

“Of course I want you here. But I just don’t understand. You said that I’ll forget about your existence. Yet you disappeared and I didn’t forget.”

“Let’s go talk to my dorm, shall we? I don’t feel comfortable getting all those curious looks from other students.”

“As you wish.”

We headed to my room without exchanging any word. I was unsuccessfully trying to collect my thought but for some reason I wasn’t able to. The chaos which happened lately was just unbelievable.

“So” I began after sitting on my bed. The long haired boy followed and once we were sat facing each other I knew I had to explain everything. “Let’s say that I failed.”

“You fucked it up even more?”

“Not exactly. You see, right after arriving at the castle, I decided to spend some time with my friends. Merlin, I love them so much and-” I sighed. “I knew I had to go to the principal and tell him about everything that was about to happen. However before I got a chance to do so, my lovely transfiguration teacher stopped me. Unfortunately or maybe fortunately she noticed the past version of myself behind the corner and knew exactly what I’ve done. She invited me to her office and forbade to say a word about the future. I could only tell her that the Dark Lord is back and rules the world but… She told me that I mustn’t change anything. You get it? She was aware of her possible death yet she didn’t let me do what I had to do. She said that the consequences might be too serious and I should give up if I don’t want to wreck the present even more. I also heard that what I wanted to do was selfish and I only thought about myself because I wanted to give myself another chance to be happy without thinking about how others’ life would be after that. And she was right. I was doing it go get them all back because I couldn’t stand my life without them but I haven’t been caring about their possible future. It’s our destiny which decided whether we should be alive or not. I only got a chance to speak to them one last time before coming back here and-“

You know that the tears of sadness are different than those of happiness? I almost coughed feeling the unbelievably salty taste on my lips.

“Shh. Don’t cry, Y/N. You can’t change anything with your cries.” Xav spoke, wiping my tears with his thumb. “I know it’s difficult and I’m very sorry that you have to go through this but you’re very strong and I believe you’ll feel better soon. Try to think positively. It was meant to be like that for some reason. What if you saved them and then they died in even worse way? Would you want them to suffer?”

“I don’t.”

“And that’s it. You have to believe that wherever they are they’re probably happy and they wouldn’t want to see you crying over something that you can’t fight with. Grief is awful, I know it but I promise that I will be here for you all the time if you need anything.” He added grabbing my hand gently.

“Thank you, Xavier. And I’m sorry that I wanted to leave you even though you gave me so much support. I truly was thinking only about mys-“

“It doesn’t matter. I was thinking only about myself too. I knew how much you loved them yet I got mad because I didn’t want to let you go. I like you. Quite a lot actually. I know you’re in pain now but I’d love to try and give you as much happiness as possible. Once again I’m very sorry for everything that happened at the beginning. I should’ve known you before judging.”

“It’s fine, really. I wasn’t too friendly myself.”

“I’ve never noticed.” He joked containing a laugh and I smiled delicately. “I have something for you.”

A bottle green box came to my view. It had a big ribbon on it and was not too heavy. I opened the lid slowly, expecting something to jump out of it however what I saw was a phone.

He gave me a phone.

“Xav, but I-“

“I’ll show you everything. Living among so called muggles have its own rules. One of them is having a cellphone so you can keep in touch with people. Don’t get me wrong but Snow is way too slow so she may feel free from now on. She deserves it, doesn’t she?”

“Thank you. Very much. It’s so new to me and.. I think it will take me half of my life to catch up with all those technologies surrounding me.”

“You have me, remember? Besides, I still don’t understand what actually happened during yesterday’s night. How did you know how to destroy Crackstone?”

“I told the transfiguration teacher about him. She couldn’t help me with fighting for Hogwarts so she told me all about him. That’s it.”

“You’re a hero.” He laughed, playing with my fingers. Wait, I haven’t even noticed him still holding my hand. “And where do you plan to spend the break?”

“No idea.“

“What about staying at my place? My father rarely is at home so he wouldn’t mind. And I could keep my eye on you in case you needed help.”

He was so soft and adorable at that moment. I couldn’t believe it was the same boy who used to tease me and put a dog’s shit in my bag. It may sound funny but I swear I wanted to murder him for doing it.

“That would be lovely if it’s not a problem.”

“Silly you, of course it’s not.” He laughed then eyeing my lips. “I know it’s probably too soon but can I… you know.”

Oh boy, what now? He was attractive but did I want it?

“Okay.” I said quietly and then he pecked my lips delicately. It felt like a sweep of butterfly’s wings against my skin. So quick and soft yet so satisfying.

“Let me help you packing your things and then I’ll buy us train tickets.” He said kissing my knuckles and I laughed at him which confused him a bit. Pulling wand out of my jacket‘s pocket, I pointed its tip at my belongings and said “pack”. Xavier’s expression was worth every Galleon. He was so focused on all floating objects that I felt better immediately.

“Intriguing. So if it comes to the tickets-“

“We don’t need them. Hold my hand and and close your eyes.”

I forgot to inform that the teleportation may be rough for those who had never experienced it before. His head was spinning for the rest of the day so our smartphone classes ended up with his head resting on my chest during his unexpected slumber. Happily his sofa was pretty comfortable and I fell asleep as well. There we were, both calmly snoring in each other’s embrace.

And in my dream, my lovely friends from Hogwarts were waving at me happily, saying their goodbyes. I knew, they were in the better place and didn’t want me to suffer anymore.

[ao3feed-wenvier]

Nevermore

by Loveandcoffeeandothersimplicities

Wednesday Addams gets shipped off to Nevermore Academy after dumping piranhas into her school's pool. What happens when she realizes that not everything is as black, (and grey), as she wants it to be? What does one Xavier Thorpe know about her? What does he want with her? What does she do with a roommate who threw up the rainbow? Wednesday Addams AU (Xavier/Wednesday).

Words: 1152, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Wednesday (TV 2022)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Wednesday Addams, Xavier Thorpe, Enid Sinclair, Tyler Galpin, Bianca Barclay

Relationships: Wednesday Addams/Xavier Thorpe

Additional Tags: Wednesday Addams is Bad at Feelings, Protective Xavier Thorpe, Enemies to Friends to Lovers

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52733440

[eeeeeeebunny]

question

so hi, a week or two ago i made a post about the percy situation and i mentioned a book i have planned and i wanted to see if any of ya’ll would be interested in reading it if i put it out, and just for fun heres another little idea for another book idea i had for another one of his characters

(not giving away to many plot points if you are interested in reading them)

Xavier thorpe x oc {enemies to lovers} xavier and oc used to be best friends until they got into a disagreement that ruined everything. a few years later, oc is living their best life until a strange series events causes them to transfer to nevermore academy, essentially ruining their life, except what if it changes for the better?

andy strucker x Y/N (or oc haven’t decided !) 

Y/N and andy grew up in the same neighborhood for a while they weren’t friends but they were civil up until late middle school where they started hanging out a bit more. (Y/Ns a mutant as well) one day they just happened to be at the same place, wrong time. causing them to get roped into the strucker siblings mess

[secretsofthemourning]

1: What is your favorite trope to write?

Enemies to lover, Porn without plot, Porn with plot, Crack treated Seriously, In Vino Veritas

2: What is your least favorite trope to write?

Crossovers of any kind, Hanahaki, Mpreg, Love Triangle

3: What is the main program you use for writing (google docs, the ao3 writing text box, etc.)

Microsoft Word, though I have been known to use Google Docs as well.

4: What is the main site you publish/write on?

I pretty much exclusively publish on AO3. I used to crosspost to AO3 and Fanfic.net, but I have not posted to FF.net in a number of years and don't know if I plan to again.

5: The fic you’re most proud of writing?

Making Love on the Edge of a Knife (Wednesday 2022)

6: The fic you’re least proud of writing?

That Was Then, This Is Dumb (Daria), it was too rushed and unedited. It could have been done better, but I wrote it so long ago, I have no interest in revisiting it.

7: Favorite ship to write?

Wednesday Addams x Xavier Thorpe (Wenvier) and Yuri Plisetsky x Otabek Altin (Otayuri) I have some Otayuri works that have been rotting in my WIPs folders.

8: Least favorite ship to write?

Jimmy Jr. Pesto x Tina Belcher (Tinnimy - I'm sorry!)

9: Biggest pet peeve while writing?

When I feel like my writing isn't concise enough and I struggle with corrections in the editing process or when I think something makes sense as I'm writing it and when I go back over it during editing I find myself wondering what the hell I was thinking.

10: Best/funniest comment you’ve ever gotten on a fic?

Funniest (to me, because I thrive on trolling and chaos) - a commenter once told me my story was perfect until they got to the part where the male character fingered themselves. They told me I should have been more specific with my tags.

11: Do you prefer writing angst, crack, or fluff?

Crack (treated seriously), though I feel I usually write angst without meaning to.

12: First ever fic written?

Here's to Belcher Growing Up (Bob's Burgers)

13: Latest fic written/latest WIP?

I'm working on an Otayuri fanfic for the Yuri On Ice fandom.

14: First fandom you ever wrote fanfiction for?

Bob's Burgers

15: Fandom you wrote the most fanfiction for?

It's currently an even split between the Wednesday (2022) fandom and Bob's Burgers fandom.

16: Do you prefer co-writing something or just working on it by yourself?

I'd love the opportunity to co-write with more fic writers, but I work on my own stuff. I have had a few collaborations in the Wednesday fandom that I've enjoyed.

17: Favorite AU to write?

I steer clear of AUs, but I did a Wednesday stalker AU writer project with a group of other writers and I loved how it turned out. My favorite fanfic I've ever written came to fruition as a result.

18: Most words/chapters ever written for one fic or oneshot?

Oneshot: 17,412 words - Making Love on the Edge of a Knife; Wednesday

Multichapter: 86,720 word, 15 Chapters - Here's to Belcher Growing Up; Bob's Burgers

19: Have you ever created an OC for a fic?

No. I try my hardest to use characters that already exist.

20: Hardest character to write/get the characterization correct for?

I have a very hard time writing Tina Belcher and feeling like I've captured the essence of her character. I also have a hard time writing Viktor Nikiforov from Yuri on Ice!!! and feeling like I've done him justice. There are a handful of others, but those two are my main ones.

This was fun and I've always wanted to do one of these so thank you to @small-tragedies for tagging me!

I want to tag a few others because I would like to see their responses:

@keepyourhornson-spyro @ozmathegreatand @halloweentowntwokalabarsrevenge @donutcats

1: What is your favorite trope to write?

2: What is your least favorite trope to write?

3: What is the main program you use for writing (google docs, the ao3 writing text box, etc.)

4: What is the main site you publish/write on?

5: The fic you’re most proud of writing?

6: The fic you’re least proud of writing?

7: Favorite ship to write?

8: Least favorite ship to write?

9: Biggest pet peeve while writing?

10: Best/funniest comment you’ve ever gotten on a fic?

11: Do you prefer writing angst, crack, or fluff?

12: First ever fic written?

13: Latest fic written/latest WIP?

14: First fandom you ever wrote fanfiction for?

15: Fandom you wrote the most fanfiction for?

16: Do you prefer co-writing something or just working on it by yourself?

17: Favorite AU to write?

18: Most words/chapters ever written for one fic or oneshot?

19: Have you ever created an OC for a fic?

20: Hardest character to write/get the characterization correct for?

I thought it would be fun to do this with others, and I’m very curious to see what everyone says, especially @twisting-echo 😏.

@babsvibes @twisting-echo @secretsofthemourning @waytoomanyhobbies @jimmypesto @sailoreuterpe @luckierbutjinxedmore

[missnxthingg]

Just for Tonight | Xavier Thorpe

Summary: Xavier Thorpe might not be best friends with (Y/N), but when he sees her crying at the Rave'N, he couldn't help it but go talk to her

A/N: So might obsession with Xavier Thorpe and Wednesday might've gone too far. So this is my fanfic comeback - in another fandom. I still don't have a taglist for Xavier, but let me know if you want to be tagged in future potential fics. OH, AND PLEASE SEND ME REQUESTS FOR HIM! I wanna write, but I don't have inspos right now. (EDIT: If it wasn't explicit enough, I DO NOT ALLOW ANYONE TO REPOST MY STORIES ON ANY OTHER ACCOUNTS. If you wanna read my stories on Wattpad, you can follow me there [@missnxthingg])

Words: 2.5K

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Female!Reader

Warnings: Not proof read, so there might be some typos. I think there might be a few cursings. But other than that, just a little bit of enemies to lovers that we're all found of

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Xavier Thorpe hated (Y/N) (Y/L/N). That wasn't news to anyone in Nevermore. He hated how smart she was and how she seemed to be friends with everyone around her. He got easily annoyed with her mere presence in the room. But tonight, something different sparkled inside him when he saw her leaving the room crying.

She had been excited for the Rave'N since they announced a date. She got even more excited when Harry McGowan invited her as his date. Enid dragged her and Wednesday for a shopping spree, where she found a beautiful baby blue dress. Everything was perfect, until Harry dumped her right after they arrived at the dance for one of Yoko's vampire friends.

(Y/N)'s golden and happy aura dissipated immediately after those words came out of Harry's mouth. She ran out of the room with tears in her eyes. She just didn't count that Xavier Thorpe was sitting alone at a table, watching the whole thing unfold in front of his eyes. 

After a huge fight with his father, he decided he wasn't in the mood to invite someone to the dance as a date. Actually, he was only sitting there because Ajax would kill him if he didn't tag along. But when his best friend got occupied with his own date, Xavier was left sipping on virgin punch, that tasted more like cough syrup, on the dining table

So when (Y/N) ran across the room, something clicked inside Xavier's head. His chest got heavy and he immediately shot up from his seat and ran after her. She was crying alone in the corner, sitting on the floor close to the toilets.

He ducked in front of her, who now had her face between her knees, shielding it from anyone else to see her crying. But Xavier let a hand fly to her shoulder, making (Y/N) look up.

"Hey, are you okay?" His voice sounded softer than any of the other times he talked to her. Anyone could hear how worried Xavier was at that moment. (Y/N) looked up and found his piercing green eyes observing her with attention.

"No." She admitted, crying a little bit harder. "But I don't think you would like to hear about it. You can't stand me, after all."

"Come on, you're crying. I would never, ever, walk away from you like this." He said. "And I don't hate you, even if you don't believe it. Maybe you could try pretending I'm a friend to you."

(Y/N) stayed silent, looking at his face to decide what to do, until she nodded "Harry McGowan ditched me for one of Yoko's friends. Said she was hotter and that he didn't want to be my date anymore."

"What a fucking asshole, I'm gonna beat the shit out of him." Xavier's jaw clenched and he quickly shot up to go talk to Harry. But (Y/N) ran after him and held him by the elbow.

"No, Xavier! Please, it would be worse to end the night at Weems' office talking about what happened." She said and his eyes softened when he saw that she was crying harder now. (Y/N)'s eyeliner was smudged, almost ruining the soft, but pretty, makeup she was wearing.

"Do you have eyeliner with you?" He asked and she nodded, pointing to her purse. "Okay, let's go find a restroom."

Fortunately, the men's restroom was empty. Xavier took her by the hand and helped her sit on the sink to get a better vision of her face. He took a few paper wipes and started planning what he would do next.

"What are you doing?" She asked and he shushed her.

"Taking care of you." He said. "No pretty girl deserves to cry at the Rave'N."

"Suddenly I'm a pretty girl to you?" She asked. "You literally shouted how annoying I am for the whole school to hear countless of times. And now you're taking care of me?"

"I don't know, (Y/N)." He said, taking the paper to clean the smudge makeup spots on her face. "I saw you crying and I couldn't take it. I needed to see if you were okay."

(Y/N) could see how honest he was from up close. Xavier was concentrated on his job, fixing the makeup like the very detailed artist he is. So she simply decided to believe his words and let him do his job.

"You shouldn't cry, though. Harry's an idiot for thinking anyone else looks prettier than you tonight." He said. "He's just wrong."

"You think so?"

"Are you kidding me? Look at you." Xavier laughed. His pretty dimples showed on his face, making (Y/N) smile. "You look amazing, (Y/N)."

"Thank you." She said. 

Now Xavier had her pen eyeliner in hands and asked her to close her eyes. Doing this was easier than he thought it would be. It's like paiting details on a canvas. Soon he was done and (Y/N) was back to how she looked when she first crossed the entrance.

"Where's your date?" 

"Didn't invited anyone." He admitted. "I'm having a few problems with my dad and I wasn't in the mood for partying. Ajax dragged me here tonight."

"I'm so sorry." (Y/N) rested a hand on his shoulder and smiled sadly. "I'm here if you wanna talk."

"It's stupid. We're always arguing about his absence in my life. But he doesn't agree with me because he believes money is enough." (Y/N) saw his eyes brimming with tears and didn't hesitate in pulling him into a hug. Xavier was surprised at first, but easily melted into her touch.

"I think both of us needed this tonight." She whispered in his ear.

"I think we did." He replied, holding her a little tighter, afraid she would let go too soon. Xavier didn't know he needed someone to be there for him until that moment.

It's been a while since anyone hugged him. It felt so warm and nice, especially coming from (Y/N). So he rested his head above hers and sighed, trying to not fall into a heavier cry. This wasn't about him. He was there to comfort her.

"I'm sorry." He started, his head still comfortably resting above hers. "For being a dick with you all the time. You're not a bad person."

"It's okay, I was an idiot too." She said back, still holding him close to her. "You're not bad, either. Actually, I have to say thank you for comforting me tonight."

"It was nothing." He giggled during his crying. "No one deserves to miss the dance because of some stupid boy." 

"Then dance with me." She leaned back and looked him in the eyes. (Y/N) wiped the tears from Xavier's face, making him smile. And so, he offered his hand to help her off the restroom's sink.

"It will be my pleasure." He pulled her back to the room where everyone was having a good time. 

Of course, the duo walking into the room together brought a lot of attention to them. Most people were surprised to see them holding hands, not choking each other's throats. Xavier and (Y/N) danced to a lot of upbeat songs and some good classics through the night, making everything they went through that night disappear. But when a slow song started, things changed.

"I don't know how to slow dance." She admitted and Xavier's eyes softened.

"I'll teach you." He pulled her in, one hand resting on her hip and the other one holding hers. (Y/N) left her free hand on his shoulder, but still was very far away from him. "Come on, I don't bite."

Feeling her cheeks heat up, (Y/N) took a step forward and got closer to Xavier. He pulled her even closer a few seconds later, making it perfectly intimate.

"This is good." He whispered. "Now we just sway to the song. There's no secret recipe to slow dance.

"Okay." She smiled at him and started following his steps to the song. Xavier never felt so relaxed in his life and he didn't know why.

But when (Y/N) rested her face on his chest, he knew why he felt so relaxed. He was with her, after all. And suddenly, all the months filled with hatred and fights became clear to him: he only got annoyed because he liked her. Now that they let their guards down, it was easy to see it.

And oh, he was so close. Xavier could just lean down and kiss her right there. But he couldn't. He didn't want their kiss to be judged by everyone watching around. Not to mention that (Y/N) looked so peaceful with her eyes closed, swaying her body to the music.

"I thought my night was ruined, but you really turned it around, Xavi."

"Xavi?" He asked, a little surprised by the way she called him.

"It's a nickname, don't you like it?" She asked and he smiled.

"I do." He said. "It's just, I'm not used to it. But it's a cute nickname."

"Like the owner." She smiled up to him and Xavier could swear he would die right there. He just wanted to kiss her, but he didn't want to do it in a crowded room.

"Can I take you somewhere?"

She frowned in confusion, but trusted him to take her somewhere private. And they walked for a few minutes until reaching a small shed in the woods. (Y/N) knew it was his private art studio, but she had never stepped inside. It was like walking into Xavier's mind, one of the most different experiences in her life. They had their hands linked together, fingers laced and everything. He searched for some reaction on her face.

"This is my studio." He said. "I think that if we are being vulnerable tonight, this is the place where I am vulnerable all the time."

"Everything in here is amazing." She took a good look at some of his sketches pinned on the wall, admiring most of them.

"I have a drawing of you." He admitted. "Bigger than I'd like to admit."

Xavier uncovered a canvas and showed (Y/N) a big painting of her, focusing on her book at the library and scrunching her nose in concentration. He smiled to remember the day he sketched that, another bad afternoon she turned around just by existing.

"I was so fucking sad that day. I was pissed and wanted to be alone. But of course, my Miss Perfect was at the library." He said. "But you were just so concentrated in your book, looking beautiful as hell, and didn't even notice me in the room. So I just started drawing you in silence and it made me feel better."

"I look so beautiful in this one."

"You always do. I think that's your superpower." He giggled. "And it's my favorite painting here. I love everything about it."

"I think it just became my favorite too." She said with a big smile. "You never really hated me, did you?"

"I think it was just me failing on how to express my feelings." He said. "My communication only works through art."

"Well, if you're gonna continue drawing me, then you'll have to stop with the stupid fights over nothing." She poked his chest, teasing him with a pretty smirk.

"Never again, promise you." He extended his pinky and she took it with her own finger. "Thank you for the company tonight."

"No, thank you for consoling me tonight." (Y/N) said. "I really needed someone to take care of me at that moment and I'm glad it was you."

"Yeah, I'm glad too." He smiled. "You know, when I saw you crying, I just couldn't take it. I wanted to take care of you."

"You did, Xavi." She held his face between her hands and he glued his forehead to hers. "And I'll always remember this as the night you were there for me."

Xavier was paralyzed by her gaze, so he didn't talk for a few seconds until he said: "I really want to kiss you right now."

(Y/N) replied by pressing her lips to his in a gentle kiss. Xavier was mesmerized by how she tasted in his mouth, but easily grew fond of that new feeling. So he deepened the kiss by tugging her on the waist and pulling her closer to him. She parted her lips and he easily captured her tongue in a bolder move. She smiled into the kiss, but didn't stop it for a second. But after a long time slowly making out in the quiet night, Xavier had to pull away.

"God, you're so beautiful." He put a stray of her hair behind her ear and smiled wider.

"You said that like three times tonight."

"Just can't help myself." He joked, making her laugh. "Especially when you're out there serving looks in this amazing dress."

"Well, you're not far behind." (Y/N) fixed the bow he wrapped around his neck to substitute the usual tie. Xavier got to see every detail from her face by looking at her so close to him.

"Come on, I'll walk you back to your dorm." He extended a hand to her and she whined, hiding her face in the crook of his neck. 

"Don't want tonight to end." She whispered and he hugged her tightly. "Can we stay here?"

"You have to sleep, beautiful." He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. "And I'll be here tomorrow. We can have breakfast together and we can hang around here. What do you think?"

"I think that would be great."

He captured her lips in one last kiss and softly dragged her out of the shed. Most students were getting back from the party at that time. Xavier and (Y/N) took their time on the walk back, arms linked and casual conversation making everything nicer. 

When they got back to Ophelia Hall, Xavier was glad Thornhill was still at the party. So he got to take (Y/N) up to her room, where they shared a few more goodbye kisses when no one was around. 

"Thank you for everything tonight." She fixed the collar of his shirt and smiled. "When everything turned to shit, you made it all perfect again."

"I had an amazing time with you." He admitted. "I'm glad we get to be friends after everything we went through."

"I think we skipped a few steps on this new friendship." She laughed and he tagged along before pecking her lips again.

"Don't really care right now." He said. "We can be friends that kiss each other."

"I can take it." She kissed him again until they heard someone coming in the hall.

"Hey, good night, beautiful." He kissed her forehead and smiled down at her. "I'll see you tomorrow for breakfast.

"Good night, Xavi." She returned his gesture with a kiss on the cheek. "Sleep tight."

"I'll be thinking of you." He shouted from the end of the hall, making (Y/N) giggled.

"Me too." She shouted back before entering her room again.

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hii could u do xavier x reader where they’re roommates but enemies yk and they have a heated fight and when theyre sleeping reader wakes up in the middle of the night and wakes up xavier to ask for hugs/cuddles cuz readers cold

yes!!

PLEASE

pairings: Xavier thorpe x reader summary: ^^^ warnings: Swearing

the only reason you were stuck with a boy for a roommate was because there was no space for more girls, and seen as though Xavier didn't have one, they put you with him.

you weren't thrilled at sharing with him. mostly because the first thing he said to you was that he could've had been put with a better looking girl.

as soon as Thornhill left the room that day, you started having a go at him, calling him an asshole and that he should grow up.

from then on you both would start fights at each other and could never get along.

and today wasn't any different

when you first got to the school, you two made rules.

Don't go on each other's side of the room.

Don't look through each other's things.

Don't have people around when the other is there

no bringing sexual partners and/or have sex in the room at all

they were simple, yet important rules.

yet he broke 2 of them.

you came into the room, finding him looking through your desk

"what the fuck are you doing?" you asked him

"looking for my notebook!" he replied annoyed

"why would I have your notebook?" you questioned, standing in front of him

"I don't know, so I can stop drawing spiders to crawl on you?" he rolled his eyes. he turned around and kept looking

"stop! you're messing up my desk. I don't have your fucking notebook" you pulled him away from your stuff with all your strength

"I know you have it!" he yelled at you

"oh wow. have you looked in your bag? on your desk? how about under your bed?"

"No, I haven't" he said sarcastically

"well maybe you left it in a classroom. because I don't have it"

"I know you do!" he shouted, going and ripping your blanket off your bed, he looked behind your pillows and in the draws of your nightstand

"Xavier! you have no right to look through my things like that! I don't have your fucking book!" you yelled

"where is it, where did you hide it?" he questioned accusingly

"I don't know, because I don't have it" you replied through gritted teeth

"I'll find it sooner or later, so tell me" he huffed

"have you tried looking up your ass? maybe it's up there" you tilted your head with a smug smile on your face

"you think you're so funny" he glared at you

"I think I'm hilarious" you grinned

"where is it?" he asked again

"where's what? you're humour? maybe it's up your ass too" you stated amusingly

you walked to his side of the room, looking through his desk like he did yours

"what are you doing?" he questioned you

"looking for my necklace" you stated simply

"why the fuck would I have your necklace?" he scoffed with a slight chuckle

"I don't know, why would I have your notebook?" you smirked

"cause you have a reason to take it. why would I ever take your necklace?" he reasoned

"what's my reason for taking your drawings?" you laughed

"so I'll stop scaring you with spiders and insects" he shrugged

"I'll admit it, It's annoying, but not enough to take them from you" you remarked

"I don't believe you" he spoke proudly, going back to search through your things

"Stop!" you boomed

"I won't stop until I find it!"

you started looking through his things again, copying him. you started throwing things on the floor as he did it to your things

"stop!" he shouted

"I won't stop until I find it!" you mocked him

"don't do that" he fought, stopping what he was doing and stood with you, towering over your body

"do what?" you said inncoently

"mock me!" he answered

"oh, I would never" you shook your head

"I don't need this. my notebook better be on my bed when I get back" he huffed, grabbing his phone and headphones

"unless you think it's going to appear out of thin air, I don't that's going to happen" you crossed your arms

"I don't care how it gets there, but it better get there when I'm back" he rolled his eyes, leaving the room.

you sighed and decided to clean your side of the room from the mess he made. you made your bed and looked out the window, seeing it start to snow.

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"it's not here. why is it not here?" Xavier snapped

"I told you it won't appear out of nowhere" you sighed, lying on your bed, reading

"you really enjoy seeing me stressed, don't you" he questioned

"I don't really care, but yes, It is amusing to witness" you smiled, turning the page, not looking up at him.

there was a knock at the door

"someone's knocking on the door" you stated like it was the most obvious thing ever

"really" he spoke sarcastically

"I believe so, yes"

Xavier went to the door, seeing Ajax with a familiar looking book

"you left this in the quad" he handed the book and smiled at him

"huh" you scoffed "would you look at that"

"thanks, Ajax" Xavier said grumpily.

the two spoke for a few moments before Ajax left to go to sleep

"have anything to say to a specific somebody?" you quizzed, putting your book down and looking at the tall boy with a big smile on your face

"I'm sorry" he muttered

"sorry? what was that, I didn't hear you?" you teased

"I said I'm sorry, Now drop it" he announced anxiously.

"thank you, asshole. was that so hard?" you smirked

"unbearable" he whispered, going to have a shower.

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you twisted and turned in your sleep, tugging onto the 2 blankets that covered your shivering body.

your eyes fluttered open and you whined as you shivered

the heater in your room had been broken for weeks and no one had come in to fix it.

you looked over to Xavier's side, seeing him sleeping peacefully.

the only light was the moon shining in the night sky as is snowed heavily.

you groaned as you got up from your bed, you contemplated before walking over to his side

you took a deep breath as you looked down at Xaviers sleeping state, his blanket was up to his shoulders, he seemed to be shirtless.

you gulped as you bent down and slowly shook him, saying his name softly, trying to wake him up.

"Xavier" you whispered in his ear

he moved around and groaned in his sleep.

"Xavier"

"what" he said groggily, his eyes were still closed, and he still seemed half asleep

"can I sleep with you?" you asked nervously

"why?" he yawned confusingly

"it's cold" you told him

"then get another blanket" his voice was deep and raspy. he turned over, making his back face you.

"I only have two" you sighed quietly

"then turn the heater on" he suggested

"the heater's been broken for weeks. can I just please sleep in your bed with you" you pleaded

he was silent for a moment, you thought he was ignoring you until you heard a snore

"Xavier" you poked his back, making him slightly jump

"huh?" he mumbled

"Can I please just sleep with you, I'm freezing" you begged

"Fine" he shuffled over as he turned around, opening the blanket for you to climb in, revealing his shirtless body.

you climbed in, laying down next to him.

he wrapped the blanket around you, pulling you closer to him and it was only then that you noticed the thing dangling from his neck.

the sun shape with an opal in the middle shone in the moonlight.

"you're wearing my necklace" you whispered

"I know. I took it" he yawned. he looked too tired to think straight

"why?" you asked him

"are you warm yet?" he murmured, ignoring your question

"mh-hm" you hummed, leaning into him. his body warmth heated up your shaking body.

it was silent for a while before he spoke again

"you misunderstood me that day" he announced

"what?" you inquired

"the day we met. I said 'couldn't get a more beautiful roommate' you misunderstood what I meant" he repeated

"what do you mean?" you looked up at him confused

"I meant that I couldn't get someone more beautiful than you. you thought I meant I was wondering why I couldn't get a more beautiful one" he explained sleepily

"you're not making any sense" you shook your head with a small smile on your face

"you're the most beautiful roommate I could ever have. you thought I was hoping for a prettier one, but you're as good as it gets" he admitted

"oh" you whole body was hot, and you knew you started blushing

"yeah" he sighed. bringing you closer to his body

"I'm confused" you swallowed a lump in your throat

"I like you, Y/n. I have since you walked in here on your first day" he confessed

"alright, I get it now" you got nervous and dug your face in his neck

he put his other arm under you and brought his other up to your neck, running his hands through your hair as he held you carefully

he felt a bit rejected as you didn't respond. he cursed to himself, feeling like an idiot. but it was too late for him now.

you lifted your head after a while, looking at him, his eyes shut as he called himself an idiot in his head

you slowly leaned in, placing a soft kiss on his lips.

he felt you kiss him and he smiled.

"goodnight" you beamed

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[simpforboys]

can u do xavier and reader being enemies/rivals and theyre roommates and they have like a heated fight but when theyre sleeping reader gets cold so they wake up xavier for cuddles and xavier confesses to reader and maybe some making out 🧎‍♀️

not so bad after all

xavier thorpe x fem!reader

summary: when your rival and enemy xavier thorpe stands up for you, it leads to an argument. and maybe a few confessions.

warnings: swearing, fluff ending, some angst, enemies/rivals to lovers, sexual comments/harassment

combining this request with this!!!

this is kinda cliché but its cute so idc!

when rowan left nevermore academy, principal weems approached you with a room change.

you, who had put in a room change request a few weeks ago, immediately accepted it.

unfortunately you didn’t know your new roommate was going to be xavier thorpe.

xavier thorpe. he had been your academic rival and turned enemy ever since your first year.

he purposely pissed you off and it annoyed you like crazy. his dumb art, smarts, face.

he drove you nuts.

you guys have been roommates for about two months now. there was always a fight every day and it would result in you closing off the make-shift wall you created.

but for now, you sat on the outskirts of nevermore. there was a little grassy area you liked to hang out on, a nice blanket to protect your skin from the cold grass.

laying on your stomach with your feet in the air, you flipped the pages of your book. the place was quiet enough for you to read and get some fresh air, you claimed it was your “get away.”

unfortunately, since it was kinda secluded, that also meant some unwanted company from time to time.

“what’s up, y/n?”

you turned your head and looked up to see a boy named greg. he was around 5’10, short blond hair, with an oval face.

he loved making you uncomfortable, worse than xavier. it didn’t help that his friends were jackasses too and only egged greg on.

“the hell do you want, greg?”

“what’s a pretty mouth like yours talking like that for?”

“go fuck off.”

greg and his friends began to circle your little blanket. you quickly stood up as the four boys stared at you, like animals looking at their prey hungrily.

“now now, y/n. that’s not really nice, is it?” greg’s crooked teeth smirked at you and it made you nauseous.

“can you just leave me alone?”

“no can do. see, you have something i want.”

“i can’t imagine i have anything you would want, you fucking egg head.”

your anger was starting to get the best of you, and you can tell greg was getting heated the way his pale face went red.

when greg grabbed your wrists harshly, you immediately knew you were in trouble.

but before you could fight back, a tall figure pushed greg onto the grass. you looked at who the boy was in complete shock.

xavier thorpe.

“stay the fuck away from her, understand me?”

greg got up and scurried away along with his friends.

“the hell are you doing out here, y/n?”

xavier’s hair was half up half down, a frustrated expression on his sharp features.

“none of your fucking business, xavier.”

“you made it my business by being stupid. there’s plenty of other places in nevermore.”

“so then what are you doing out here, asshole?”

xavier stared at you.

“just- just don’t hang out in this area anymore, okay? it’s where the assholes hang out.”

you rolled your eyes, grabbing your blanket and book. you quickly walked away and felt xavier’s eyes on you.

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that night, you were curled up in your bed trying to find warmth. the freezing jericho air crept through xavier’s window and it was making you freezing.

you hadn’t spoken to xavier since the argument. he appeared to be sleeping over in his twin bed.

you were shivering with your two blankets, pj pants, and sweater. for some reason, you couldn’t keep warm.

your teeth began chattering when you checked the time on your phone. 2:14am.

without thinking, you walked over to xavier’s bed and gently opened the blanket.

he was sleeping in lamb pajama bottoms and a grey shirt, his hair unkept and messy on the pillow.

you quietly got in his bed and immediately you were engulfed by the body heat.

it felt amazing to finally have some sense of warmth. when xavier’s legs accidentally met yours, it felt like a shock of electricity went off and you jolted in bed.

xavier woke up to your jolt and jumped.

“what are you doing over here?”

he groggily asked.

“it’s fucking freezing and you’re warm. shut up and go back to bed.”

surprisingly, xavier complied and you soon heard little snores coming from his mouth.

maybe it was the way he seemed so at peace while he slept, maybe it was the way his long hair was so gracefully placed on his pillow, or maybe it was the way you were staring at his face that was illuminated in the moonlight.

feelings began to erupt in you, feelings that were kept deep down inside you. but, you tried to ignore it and turned over, closing your eyes and softly drifted off.

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unfortunately, you didn’t sleep long. you woke up an hour and a half later to xavier nearly pushing you off the bed.

“stop moving, asshole.”

“you’re in my bed, y/n.”

you didn’t even realize the way xavier began to hold you in his half-asleep stature.

you would be lying if you said it didn’t feel nice. “xavier, you’re cuddling me.”

“can you just shut up and go to sleep?”

his voice was soft and you could tell he wasn’t being mean. you hesitantly laid your head on his chest, hearing the way his heart beat began to speed up.

“am i making you nervous, xavier?” you whispered out, not fully expecting an answer.

“of course i’m nervous, a pretty girl is in my bed.” he mumbled back to you.

xavier could feel your smile against him and he moved his hand to gently scratch the back of your head, trying to get you to fall asleep.

“you know… as much as you like to believe i purposely piss you off, you’re wrong completely.”

you gently lifted your head. your eyes made direct contact with xavier’s, the moon reflecting off the blueish-green color.

“then why do you always gotta be better than me?”

“i’m not better than you, y/n. i do it so i can talk to you.”

“is that why you came out of nowhere earlier?”

“i was coming back from my art shed and saw those dickheads harassing you. i helped you out.”

“what, are you in love with me or something?” you joked, trying to ease the tone in his voice.

“i think so.”

his answer was so nonchalant you almost didn’t hear it correctly.

“huh-“

you went to question him, but xavier gently grabbed your chin and pulled you in for a kiss.

his lips were soft, gentle, and warm. he didn’t force you to stay, and you easily could have pulled back if you wanted. but you didn’t.

you didn’t want to be away from him.

xavier held you against him as you kissed him like your life depended on it.

after a few minutes of plain making out, xavier pulled away from you. his eyes were big and full of admiration.

“let’s get some sleep, yeah?”

you nodded, sleep overcoming your body as you laid back on his chest. he began to rub your back and you closed your eyes.

“you’re not so bad after all, xavier.” you tiredly joked.

he laughed, the vibration against your head making butterflies erupt into your stomach.

“goodnight, y/n.”

“goodnight, xavier.”

[talkintrashcann]

Campout - Xavier Thorpe [pt.4]

summary: the friendgroup is going on a camping trip and miscalculated how many tents they needed, so now you have to share a tent with your least favorite person.

warnings: slow burn, enemies to lovers, multiple parts, fear of drowning

word count: 857

a/n: yeah that's right, im back bitches. i seriously lost so much motivation to continue writing this series but i keep getting dms and asks from people expressing how much they love this and how they cant wait for the next chapter. so to all those lovely people, big hugs and kisses to you!

[part 1] [part 2] [part 3] . . .

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As you were resting your head against the tree behind you, trying to calm yourself down for a minute, Xavier seemed to have disappeared for a bit. Not that you minded, you could use the moment for yourself. The last thing you wanted was for him to laugh at you for being so scared of a little water. He had most likely just run off somewhere, not wanting to stay near a crybaby like you. But you really couldn't give a damn about where he went, as long as it was far away from you. Tears had finally stopped coming, breathing becoming normal again. The sounds of the birds chirping and the water streaming down the river definitely helped calm you down, you wanted to stay here for a while without having to worry about anything else.

In the meantime, Xavier had gone back towards the salesman to pay for the kayak that was now long gone with the stream, but the man didn't seem to mind once he saw Xavier pull out a check with way more value than the crappy kayak he lost. He even offered him a single person kayak so that he could still continue the race on his own while you stayed here waiting for the others to come back. Turning around to look at your figure peaking out from behind the large tree, he smiled to himself before kindly declining the offer.

You jumped a little when you suddenly saw a hand appearing from behind the tree you were sitting against, holding up a bottle of water out to you. Eyes moving up from the hand to the face of the owner, you gave Xavier a confused look before returning your gaze to the bottle.

"Are you gonna take it or what?". Taking the bottle out of his hands and taking a cold sip, you couldn't help but wonder what had gotten to him all of a sudden. After taking another few sips, you broke the silence by asking him a burning question. "Why did you help me just now?"

"Would you have preferred it if I took you on a three hour kayak trip?". You didn't respond to his question, both already knowing the answer to that.

"Can I ask you something?", he spoke up after a couple seconds of silence.

"Since when do you ask for permission to say something?", completely ignoring what you just said he asked the question that has been on his mind ever since the incident with the kayak earlier.

"What happened back there? I mean, you looked like you'd seen a ghost or something.", knowing that question would come at some point you decided to just be honest and tell him the truth. Besides, you're probably stuck with him for a couple hours, so you didn't think it would hurt to not spend those hours in complete silence.

"I'm scared of drowning and sitting in that kayak just didn't feel safe to me at all. Can't really help it, I've had it for years.". You were looking down at the ground, playing with your fingers in the dirt as you were too afraid to look him in the eye right now. "Go ahead, make a stupid remark. I know you want to."

"I actually think you're really brave for still getting in that kayak, many people would've bolted the second Enid revealed we'd do something with water. That's a whole achievement on it's own, you know.". You stopped playing with the dirt and looked him straight in the eye, trying to find something that would explain his sudden kindness.

"Who are you and what have you done with Xavier.", he chuckled at your response. "Believe it or not, but I'm not an ass all of the time."

"I used to be really afraid of preforming on stage as a kid so my dad always forced me to show my talent to all his famous friends in order for me to overcome my fear, but it wasn't a great success. He was so disappointed that his only son was too afraid to use the one thing that made him unique. I went to therapist after therapist in the hopes that one of them would fix me. But, ironically, disappointing people has become my new biggest fear. It's why I push people away. If I'm not close with anyone I can't disappoint them either, right?"

Realizing that there might have been a logical explanation for Xavier's annoying behavior all this time made you think to yourself; maybe he wasn't so bad after all. He saw you at your most vulnerable moment, and instead of being a complete ass like he usually is, he's opening up about his own vulnerability to give you comfort. You appreciate what he did, you appreciate him. Perhaps you two have more in common than you think. Perhaps you could even become friends after this. It might finally give you some peace, and Enid probably wouldn't mind to have her long awaited relaxing vacation she's been longing for. Or will the two of you create some chaos together now?

To be continued . . .

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[kermitkrqb]

A Glimpse of Us || Xavier Thorpe x reader

A/n: Xavier Thorpe can *%#%* #%^ #%^* *+%# #%. 🤭 I thought I would pop in and feed my Xavier enthusiasts. Be sure to interact with me guys, I love hearing your comments 🫶🏼

What to expect: Gender neutral reader, enemies to lovers vibes but at the same time they have mega crushes on each other , academic rivals!!!, no spoilers here lovelies

Xavier Thorpe was the absolute bane of your existence. A force to be reckoned with, as much as you hated to admit it. The boy was as irritatingly sarcastic and outspoken as you were. You loved loathed it and had no problem in showcasing it. He, on the other hand, spent every waking opportunity getting a rise out of you, enjoying the way your cheeks flushed in rosy frustration. He claimed it was his “most favourite colour” to which you would of course scowl. The most frustrating part of it all was that the two of you shared the exact same schedule. It was as if the two of you were destined… to loathe each other of course. You refused to have it any other way, which is what you kept reminding yourself. You huffed trying to calm yourself as you walked down the hall to botanical sciences after a particularly humiliating instance with Xavier during fencing. He had you pinned down on the ground, your chest heaving as the tip of his blade hovered above you claiming the final point of the match.

You recalled his dastardly green eyes twinkling with amusement as you laid beneath him flushed with embarrassment. You scoffed at the memory and internally berated yourself as you made your way to class not noticing how the lanky brunette caught up to you. His long legs striding quicker than usual just to walk next to you. A cocky grin stretched out across his face, “Good game, huh?” No response, you were adamant in ignoring him. He leaned in, his breath tickling your ear, “I especially liked the part where you were sprawled out under me.” You shot your head up, a twinge of pink dusting your face, as your fiery eyes bore into his, “Oh yeah? Glad I made your dreams come true. Must be tiring having to draw me like that all the time without seeing the real thing.” Xavier gasped slightly, he had been caught. Although he would never admit it, he was impressed with your response but also scolded himself for being so obvious in drawing you. About to retort, his words died in his mouth as you both arrived at Thornhill’s class and you rushed to your seat.

The two of you were assigned seats on opposite sides of the room per Thornhill’s request to “maintain the order of peace”. Both of you reluctantly obliged wanting everything nothing to do with each other. Putting your books on your desk, you watched as the long haired boy put his hands up in surrender when Ms Thornhill gave him a warning glance before he could spark anything between the two of you. Xavier of course caught your gaze, giving you a wink to which you responded with a sarcastic smile. Class had soon started as the two of you settled down. The botany professor hoped for at least one peaceful lesson, but her hopes were soon destroyed the moment she quizzed the class, “Can anyone tell me the name of this flower?” You smirked to yourself, this was just too easy. Your hand shot up, eager to grab any participation points you could get. The brunette glanced at you from his seat at the front, upon seeing your raised hand, he followed putting up his own.

The class was quiet not wanting to interfere with the growing tension. Whilst being the only two people with raised hands, Ms Thornhill ignored this not wanting to further fuel your rivalry, “Anyone?” Your fellow classmates look to each other in amusement as Thornhill sighed. She notions for you to state the answer seeing as you were the first to raise your hand. You grin, having seemingly beat the artist in the front row, “Ms, It’s the-” A cheeky smile is on Xavier’s face as he interrupts you, “the Black Dahlia.” Thornhill sighs and prepares for the disruption ahead of her. You breath in deeply whilst looking ahead, “It’s botanical name being Black Narcissus.” She gives you an approving look, “Very well done, Y/n.” You glance over to Xavier, only to see that he was already looking at you. His cheeky smile only widens further when the two of you make eye contact. He decides to tease you mouthing, ‘Pay attention.’ You’re about to reply when the botany professor interrupts your little interaction, “L/n and Thorpe, if you would stop staring each other and listen that would be greatly appreciated.”

The class laughs as the two of you pull yourselves together, Xavier clearing his throat in embarrassment at Thornhill’s implications. Both of you are now too embarrassed to look at each other in fear of being called out like that again. Thornhill looks pleased with herself as the rest of the lesson continues on without disruption from the two of you. At least it was a somewhat peaceful lesson. Botanical sciences soon finishes, and seeing as it was your last class for the day, you made your way back to your dorm for a nap after that exhausting day. Unbeknownst to you, in his respective dorm, Xavier was about to do the same. Taking a cold shower, the tall boy’s mind ran free. Every time he closed his eyes, you were there. Your face tinted pink as he got a rise out of you, the smirk plastered on your face as you competed against him, and finally, the way your chest heaved as you were sprawled out under him.

Xavier groaned splashing his face with more cold water. He just couldn’t stop thinking about you. Drying himself off with his towel, he quickly got dressed in comfortable clothes. His hair still slightly damp as he laid in bed staring at the ceiling. He didn’t want to doze off yet. The artist leaned over and felt around on the floor for one of his sketchbooks, his slender fingers grabbing the cover as he finally found it. It didn’t take much flipping for him to find a sketch of you. After all, you were his muse. He would never admit it out loud, although, after today’s interaction he knew you had caught on. He smiled fondly at one of his first sketches of you. On the page your fiery eyes gazed up at him as your face was deeply flushed pink. He couldn’t recall what he said to get that reaction out of you, and he didn’t really care. As long as he still got that beautiful tint on your face. He wasn’t lying when he said it was his most favourite colour.

Without realising it, he started to doze off at the thought of you. A soft smile plastered on his face as he began to nap. Xavier hadn’t dreamed of any visions for a while although that would quickly change. His eyes fluttered open, confusion etched on his face as the daylight peaked through his dorm window. An arm was wrapped across his bare chest, his breath hitched as he tilted his head to the side. He could just make out your face under the covers. You were snuggled into his side with a soft expression he’d rarely seen before. Catching his eyes you grinned, “Finally you’re awake sleepyhead. I thought I was gonna be trapped under you for eternity.” The vision shifted and the Thorpe boy was now watching himself in third person. Xavier smirked in return, “You’d like that a little too much.” The two of you then shared a sweet kiss, Xavier’s chin now resting on the top of your head. He reminded you, “Remember to be ready by 8:00pm for our dinner.” You smiled looking up at him through your lashes, “How could I forget? Our second anniversary.”

Xavier shot out of bed sitting up. Like all of his visions that he would have in his sleep, it was extremely vivid and clear. His hand ran through his long hair, “Our second anniversary.” He whispered. His vision confirmed it all, even if the tall boy was still in partial denial in regards to your feelings. Obvious to everyone except you, he liked you of course. He just never knew if his feelings would ever make their way past playful bickering and into something more. Xavier wasn’t stupid, the vision obviously confirmed your feelings towards him too. Even before the vision he could tell, especially in the way you brightened up in class when you saw him, the small smile you would try to hide after he would tease you, and if your blush wasn’t a dead giveaway- he wouldn’t know what he’d do. He just didn’t want to be wrong and ruin everything between the two of you. A plan hatched in the mischievous boys mind, he knew you would be extremely stubborn if he outright told you about his vision but, he knew just how to make you crack.

A/n: Part 2 is already written, let me know if you guys want me to release it.

[shewrites444]

competitive edge [xavier thorpe x reader smut]

[ like usual, written by me and only me. i figured an enemies to lovers trope would be an interesting one to write, so enjoy ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡) ]

word count - 2k

[summary: the reader and xavier have never gotten along, but when they're unexpectly forced to be on the same team for the poe cup, the two learn they're more alike, sexually, than they think.]

[warnings: enemies to lover trope, teasing, quick sex, risky sex]

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"are you fucking serious, ajax? you told me xavier wasn't going to participate this year." i roll my eyes in annoyance, walking down to hall with the boy as we turn into our biology class. "you know i wouldn't have agreed to any of this if i knew he was coming."

ajax signed, sitting down on the black stool before setting his backpack on the floor. "it's really not that big of a deal, [y/n]. it's not like you have to talk to him, you know." he opened his notebook and clicked his pen to begin taking notes. "and remind me again why you two are so called mortal enemies in the first place?"

"he humiliated the shit out of me freshman year, dude. remember?" i look up to ajax in confusion and a bit of frustration. "i don't know who could forget he was the one that started the rumor i brought that red paint to the rave'n because i had failed one of miss thornhill's exams and he didn't, which like, almost caused me to get expelled."

"well, if it makes you feel better, i did forget. but now you have reminded of that disaster of an event, so thanks for that." ajax jokes, winking at me playfully as i scoff, burying my head into my hands as i think about the events that were about to unfortunately unfold this weekend.

the reason i disliked xavier sounded kind of silly, but it really did take a toll on me. we had lightly competed a bit in terms of academics since we were freshman at nevermore, and when he scored better than me on that exam and i was going to take it to principal weems (since i never failed anything in my life), he like, flipped out on me and caused an entire scene that was a normie's fault in the first place. we had no previous grudge, but since that day, we've barely spoken, and when we did, it was because we were either in the same friend group, or in class for a project of some sort. this whole poe cup ordeal made me just wanted to drop out of our group, but it was too late now - the competition was literally in two days.

so the next 48 hours were pretty stressful for me in terms of how i'd be able to move past this and put on a fake smile for a few hours so that we were able to win this and have it be over with.

when the time finally rolled around, i sat in the brown boat with a cold expression and a stupid costume, grabbing the oar and feeling a familiar lanky presence sit behind me, squeezing my side as i winced with a heavy blush on my cheeks, turning around and punching no other than xavier thorpe in the arm.

"fuck off, thorpe." i say quietly, looking up to the boy as he laughed, shaking his head at my frustration.

"it's been almost two years, [y/n]. can't you loosen up? no one remembers anything that happened, like, ages ago." xavier justifies himself, grabbing an oar and holding it to his side. "can't we just get along for a few hours, at least? i don't bite, [y/n]."

i roll my eyes, looking up to him with a blank stare. "i don't think it's necessary for us to speak throughout this."

"i do." he grins, tilting his head to the side as he glanced down at my figure. "i can't not look at you dressed like an idiot."

"we are literally wearing the same thing." i snap, turning around and shaking my head. "asshole."

the sound of xavier's laughter taunted my ears as i glanced in front of me at the blue lake before us, anxiously awaiting our cue to go so that this could go any faster. time felt like it was on standby from how much i wished this was done with, so i knew this was the universe's way of just forcing me to go through an uncomfortable situation to maybe somehow bring peace to it. who the fucks know?

the sound of the whistle finally cues us to go. as each boat begins to rapidly row across the water, the sirens, like always, rigged the game by knocking over several boats with one of their teammates, but we were luckily not one of those boats. in a way, i obviously wished we were. this couldn't end any sooner.

as we reached land, ajax got out of the boat and looked to me while i set my oar down, helping me up and watching as xavier stepped out after me. he sighed, looking to the two of us. "both of you go ahead and find the flag, please. i can watch the boat so no one fucks it up."

my eyes widen and i shake my head frantically in rejection to his idea, looking to xavier who grabs my hand and immediately yanks me towards him as we run into the empty woods.

"seems that whenever i want to get away from you, this bullshit keeps us together!" i shout to him with annoyance as i yank my hand away, jogging behind him while i look around the forest.

he smirks, turning around to face me. "that should say something, hm?"

"shut up." i scoff, watching him laugh as his hat bounces with each step he took. he looked ridiculous, but no matter how much i wanted to not admit it, he oddly looked kind of.. cute. gross.

i stop in my tracks as we run into an abandoned white building, where our flag was stuck against the side of a nearby tree. i walk over to grab it, but upon turning around, i bump into xavier, who's now hovered above me.

"move." i say, looking up to him, my lips pursed together. "we need to get back to ajax. we have the flag."

xavier takes the flag from me, dropping it to the ground. he steps closer, forcing my back to hit the back of the tree while he moves one hand to cup the side of my painted face. "he can wait. these flags take forever to find anyway, we just happened to get lucky."

"no way, xavier. if you think i'd even do as much as kiss you, then you're fucking insane." i push my hands against his chest in an attempt to push him away, but he persists, moving his other hand to the top of my pants, sliding his fingers down to press against my warmth.

i rest my head against the tree, looking up to him and shake my head, sighing heavily through my nostrils. "no. this is wrong. you fucked me over."

he leans down to meet my height, opening his mouth and beginning to lick from the side of my cheek to my jawline, planting kisses to the left until he is now up to my lips, pressing a gentle kiss against my painted skin.

"your body doesn't think it's wrong."

he was right about that. damn it.

whatever - fuck it.

i reluctantly return the kiss that was probably a mistake, looking around us to make sure we were in the clear, before i unzip the front of his suit, my hand sliding down into his underwear as i grab his hardened length, beginning to pump him while he rubs his fingers against the outside of my costume, small grunts coming from his closed lips as he looks down to my hand on his dick.

"let me fuck you, [y/n]." xavier looks up to me, moving his hands to unzip my front, pushing it off my shoulders to expose my black bra. "and then we can hate each other again if you'd prefer it that way."

i smirk, moving my free hand to slide my bra straps down and expose my chest. "tell a soul and i'll kill you."

xavier grins, leaning down to slide his hand into my underwear and his mouth onto my chest, pressing kisses around my breasts before his lips attached to my nipple, sucking the bud aggressively as he slid one finger into my entrance, the two of us pleasuring each other into such a sensational edge that i really couldn't take not having him inside me right now already.

"fuckkkk..." i moan, looking down to him as he reached one hand over to pick me up, straddling my legs on each side of him while he kept one finger inside me, moving my hand to the bottom of his dick to position himself towards my entrance, looking up to me with nothing but lust in his face while he takes his finger out and slides his dick into my wet entrance.

he groans, his head falling back while he slowly begins to pump his length inside of me, my covered ass pressing against the tree behind me while he begins to pick up his pace rather quickly, so that within a matter of seconds, he was slamming himself inside of my walls, while my arms wrapped around his neck, and our lips crashed together, bodies in sync as we fucked so fast that almost everything in me was numb except the most indescribable, dirty feeling that i was fucking someone who nearly ruined my life because he couldn't admit i was smarter, and better.

"you gonna cum soon?" i say through shaking breath, breaking our kiss to meet our eyes instead.

xavier nods silently, his lips pressed together while he continues to pound me, looking down to watch as my tits bounced rapidly through his thrusts. "mhm.. are you?"

"you're not gonna make me cum." i tease, my voice smooth and seductive while i look up to him with a taunting smile. "you don't get to have that, xavier. i said you could fuck me, but i never said you could cum."

his eyes widen and he tilts his head to mock my actions, but a smirk grows on his face while he grabs my ass, holding my tightly while he pumps more and more harshly inside of me. "you're funny for that, [y/n]. i know you want me to cum from you. i know that when we pass each other in the halls, in the dorms, anywhere, that you're gonna wish i was fucking you all over again... you're gonna want me behind you, on top of you, you riding me.. you're gonna regret saying things would go back to the way they were, because they won't.. i won't let that happen, because i wanna fuck you sooo much more than just once.. i wanna fill your pussy over and over, because no matter how much you hate me.. you're gonna want me inside you again.."

my mouth hangs open as he speaks, my cheeks so heated that i can feel the burn while he finishes speaking and instead moans loudly, his cum filling my pussy and dripping into my underwear as he sets me down and zips his suit up, doing the same for me after adjusting my bra back into place.

i stand in disbelief, watching him grab the flag, and then my hand. he grins, leading my towards the boat.

"you're so fucking cocky." i mutter, looking down at the ground while we continue to walk.

"you're so fucking hot." he winks, reaching his hand over to lightly tap my ass.

"oh, shut the hell up." i roll my eyes, a small grin on my lips as i take his hand into mine again.

"never." xavier says as we reach ajax, and hand him the flag, getting back into the boat. he leans over to rest his head on my shoulder as we get back into place. "gotta say, i already love this new dynamic between us."

"fuck you."

"again already?" xavier gasps with a hint of sarcasm. "gosh, [y/n]. didn't know you wanted me that bad."

i smirk to myself, nudging his chest with my elbow. "i've never hated you more, thorpe."

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The "love interests" in Wednesday are too good for this mess!!!!!!!!! This is a Tyler and Xavier stan account and honestly they should kiss.