#xavier thrope

[mntalbrakdown]

pocket size - P. Hynes White

masterlist

mentions of: height? idk let me know if you find any!

synopsis: percy liked that you are shorter than him

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

12 inches. a whole foot shorter. you were 5”2 and Percy was 6”2. he liked how he could tower you. he liked the way you would have to look up at him. he especially appreciated when it was sunny outside because you would have to look up and the sun would catch your eyes making you scrunch your face. he also enjoyed how your hands would be wayyyy smaller than his. but out of all these things, his favorite thing about how short you were was putting his head on top of yours and wrapping his hands around your waist.

You and Percy have been dating for a year. you bumped into him in a pharmacy, trying to develop your film. Percy was waiting next to you holding his camera and you with yours.

“you take pictures” he tries to start a conversation with a girl he found attractive

“yeah, just started with this, I have an actual camera,” you say smiling weakly

“I think you should keep using a disposable camera so we could bump into one another more often,” he says trying to secure a date with you

“or you could just ask for my number” a date you wanted

“would Instagram be included in that bundle” he tried to stalk you, he tried to find out who you were as a person

“or maybe on the other hand I actually don’t have a number” you try to joke

“no don’t be like that” he’s a little flustered now

a few days later after that interaction, you were on a date. after that date led to more dates than asking for you to be his officially. it was nice to have someone to call yours and be excited to hang out with whenever possible.

—-

“ready to head out,” Percy says wrapping his hands around your waist as you’re putting on the final touches of your makeup and hair

“yeah, one second,” you say putting on some perfume that Percy got you during his time in Romania. it was vanilla-scented. your favorite

you were ready to go out on your date. the date was a dinner and you wanted to bet Percy that he was going to move your seat next to his to be able to sit next to you.

right, when you were seated across from each other Percy gets up and moves his chair in the middle asking you to do the same and you did. the thing is that you thought that the distance between the two of you was perfect, but in Percy's eyes he thought differently, he scooted your chair so his practically touched. the whole night after was him with his arm around your shoulder or his hand lying on your thigh.

—-

during car rides, Percy likes to put his hand on your lap. squeezing it and making his fingers dance around. when it was summer he liked how you would dangle your head out the window. how your hair would dance in the wind.

he also liked how in the winter you would bundle up and wear his hoodies because they were so warm but you secretly liked the smell of them. he liked that you would wear the hood and sit on the car seat with yours legs held to your chest because you were so cold.

—-

he never cared about the arts really until he met you. he liked being able to take pictures of you in his bed in a small form but never liked actually making the art. he never learned from the lessons that Netflix made him do.

he liked how you would look when putting your head on his bicep. while you would observe the art. he would have you wrapped around his arms. his head on top of yours. you would talk about all the details of the painting and he would listen nodding and humming in amusement.

one thing the two of you had in common was liking films. every Tuesday heading to the closest AMC theatre. you would watch films and analyze them together afterward.

the theatre had reclining seats and you could move the middle cup holder up so the both of you could cuddle together. and that’s what you did.

every film no matters if it was scary or not you would lie on his chest while he wrapped his arms around you. (the same way you both slept) you liked the way his heart would beat speed up when he would look down on you. you could tell because his head would move around. and you could tell his shit-eating grin was on his face once again.

of course, afterward, you would talk about the film going back to your shared place. he would laugh at your theories of the film. he would play your theories in his head on the way to sleep and they would always make sense.

—-

he also liked baking with you. he liked how you would move around a lot and get the batter on your face somehow. he liked that you had your hair back in a messy style and would have an apron on. sleeves rolled up ready to take on whatever you were doing

“perc! I need your help” you yelled and saw him resting his body on the wall that splits your living room from the kitchen

“what do you need my highness” he bows down

“I need you to get me the pink bowl on the top right cabinet” you point to the thing causing your pissed-off state.

you never understood why he never got you a stool. maybe he liked being of help and being able to be in your bubble while you bake. because he never once got in the way of your work.

he never once let you put the pan into the oven because he was scared you would burn yourself. which never happened when you were on your own.

“why can’t I do it,” you ask feeling like all the work he has done

“don’t want you to get burnt,” he says opening the oven and putting in the pan

“there are mittens for a reason, y’know they aren’t decorations”

“but you look so pretty all healthy and smooth,” he says getting the brown batter from your nose and licking his finger clean

he liked cleaning up with you. playing with bubbles and splashing you with water. he grew in love with your face, he grew to be able to read your facial expressions. enough being said he could read how pissed you were but he knew to not mess around anymore.

waiting for the pastry was enjoyable. he liked waiting on the couch with you. you were in between his legs and your head rested on his chest. you would scroll on your phone and Percy would watch. when the pastry was ready you both would always burn yourselves it was like you never learned. and you would both laugh at each other. but it was enjoyable and you both would finish it in a day.

—-

the get-together was at his place. it was strictly just the cast. they slowly started to pile in through the door. he was excited to be reunited with them. he found the friends that he loved. and you were happy for him. as he greeted everyone he was ready to sit down on the couch and you were close behind. he was holding your hand guiding you to your seat.

another thing Percy was extremely mad about was you sitting on his lap. no matter if there was plenty of space everywhere else. he loved sitting with you. he especially did this when you were laying on the couch watching some TikToks and he would make you get up and lay on top of him. it would make you go crazy and not in a good way. but it made him happy so you let it slide.

“so how long have you two dated” hunter asked

“About two years,” Percy says playing with your hair. twisting it and fiddling with it between his two fingers

Emma was trying to get your attention. she thought you were interesting. she liked the way you probably have a lot to say but just keep to yourself. she knew deep down you were funny because well you were dating Percy.

“what’s something that Percy has done here that no one else knows about,” Emma asks looking directly at you. you start laughing at the thought

“no-“ Percy says trying to hold you from saying it

“he…he sings t swift when he’s bored” Percy tried to cover your mouth before you finished the sentence, but it was too late because what you said was out and everyone was laughing

“so- uh- so who wants to play uno” Percy says trying to move the conversation

wanting to get the Uno cards that were under the coffee table. in a red tin box that once contained chocolates, Percy got you for valentines day. once you got it you were walking to his kitchen. all the seats were taken and Percy put you on his lap. he shuffled the cards and something about that no matter who did it, was attractive. Percy however liked the way your hands made the Uno cards look humongous while he made them look tiny.

“Are you both teaming?” Jenna asked

“should we” Percy whispers in your ear sending butterflies straight to your stomach

“Sure,” you say kissing his cheek and everyone started teaming up.

halfway through the game, Percy has half the deck with him.

“I should've never teamed with you” you laugh at just seeing the cards

“I’ll make us win don’t worry” he had his eyes wide like he was determined. and that he was because he always kept his promises to you.

and by the end of the night you both did. he liked the way your eyes would sparkle with joy that only lit up with winning. how you would wrap your hands around him and laugh.

—-

one thing Percy hated was high heels. it was like they were enemies. you never understood it. it wasn’t like you would get whiny about the heels hurting you. in fact it was the opposite. you would run dance jump all of it and all Percy’s face was saying is how much he hated those things giving you height.

he liked that you would have to tip-toe for him but those were easy access they took one of his favorite things about you. and if he could he would destroy them all.

he liked that at the end of the day, you would dress in his clothes to go to bed. it was practically a nightgown for you. he liked how you would clean your face and make sure you felt clean. he liked the way you would be ready to go to bed and not even act like you didn’t want to be by him. because you did you wanted him to wrap his arms around you because it is reassuring and comforting. and wake up in that same form in the morning.

[velvrei]

baeeee xavier x dom!vampire!reader smut where he begs reader to bite him or smthn 🫶🫶🫶

that’s actually such a good idea! I GOTCHU

..

bite me

pairing : xavier thorpe x reader

summary : reader is a vampire and sub!xavier begs the her to bite and help him

warnings : sub!xavier, smut, biting, begging, grinding, dom!reader, xavier c0mes in his pants (yes)

nsfw below the cut .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

xavier was always one to beg. especially when it came to you. no matter what you’d do, say, show him, he would still be absolutely in love with you. even that’s an understatement.

that’s why it was no surprise when he turned movie night into his begging hour.

you had just finished watching the scream series and it was around 1am, and now as you looked for the next movie he was in your ear whispering whatever dirty thought came to mind in attempt to distract you and make you stop everything to give him what he wanted.

“baby, you know how much i love you?”

“you look so pretty tonight, my love.”

“how about we ditch the movies and have our own fun”

the flirtatious words quickly turned into begging.

“baby, i want you so bad”

“y/n, i need you”

“fuckkkk, y/nnnn”

“i’ve been so good”

you were doing pretty decent on your attempt to ignore him but he quickly got your attention.

“let’s try something, new. please.”

once you heard that you grabbed the hand that was on your thigh before he could move it and turned to him. “try what, exactly?”

you had thrown on halloween ends which is one you and xavier had seen many times, and now you were making intense eye contact and trying to read his cute expression.

“i want you to bite me. please, baby, i have literally had dreams about this moment and i just want to make it real life. i will literally pay you-”

you laughed and then the realization hit. he wanted you to bite him? “how so, my love?”

“literally anyway you want and i’ll be done for. i’m begging you, baby.” his tone was a cute amount of need and his voice was low and raspy sense it was late and past his bedtime.

he went to beg again but you quickly shut him up, smashing your soft lips onto his plump ones.

he whined as he felt your leg swing around his body so you were completely straddling him.

you continued kissing his needy lips, feeling how hard he was under you and he began to grind his hips against yours.

“like that, baby? that feel good?” your words send him into a low whine as he dramatically threw his head back against the couch, exposing his full neck.

you took your chance and gently bit down on his neck, you felt his hips buck up to yours, he made a whining sound and he felt so hot and sweaty even though much hadn’t been done.

“fuckkk,” his moan was so loud it almost echoed.

you continued biting and leaving marks all over his exposed neck, xavier couldn’t help but pant and groan and his noises just went straight to your core.

you could tell he was getting close just from the small gestures you have made, and he was fully ready to just let go.

“i’m gonna come baby, oh god oh god,” you bit his neck once more and felt his hips buck up, and watched with a huge smile as his whole body spasmed and a wet patch formed in his pants.

he moaned and you pushed some of his hair off of his sweaty face.

“good job, baby. you did so well.”

<3

[peachywritesstuff]

Ghostface!Xavier headcannons

Warnings:mentions of stakking,killing(duh),a little of soft! yandere!Xavier, Xavier taking "I will kill for you" to the next level.this ended up being hella long. I got carried away

When the killings first start. You obviously don't know Xavier was behind them. And he make sure you didn't know either.

He was very good at keeping the whole thing a secret.

Like you never suspected your sweet boyfriend to be the one behind the murders.

But... who said he was doing it alone?

Cue Ajax and Xavier killing victims together.

Xavier would do prank calls to his victims.

Fucks with them for a while before killing them.

And he kills all his victims in different ways so whenever the police would find a body it would look completely different then the last body they found

There was times he would come back bruised or a little bloodied(not his blood) from his victims fighting back,but he just say that it was just paint or he went a little to far in fencing.

Now on to you.

You were his sweet precious baby,and he wasn't gonna let anything happen to you.

And he is definitely not afraid to kill for you that's for sure.

He would watch you from afar and make sure you got to where you were going safe and sound.

So the guys that would bother you? Suddenly they end up missing. The guy that was flirting with you? Babe,he dead in a ditch somewhere.

If a guy decides to hurt you? Oh Xavier sees red and goes fucking crazy.

I mean look what happened with Rowan.

He.got.fucked.up

But anyways back to you.

He didn't mean to kill Rowan infront of you.

He just saw red when he saw what he was doing to you. He didn't see or hear anything else. The only thing on his mind was to kill him

He didn't stop stabbing the fucker until he heard your cries.

And as much as he enjoyed watching him choke on his own blood he hated to see you so hysterical

It broke him to see you cowering beneath a tree,covered in Rowan's blood,and shaking like a leaf.

His heart shattered when he saw the look on his face when he took his mask off.

That look alone almost made him want to stop the killing. He never wanted the love of his life to look at him that way ever again.

Keyword: Almost

He approached you so cautiously,like a scared little animal that he was afraid would run away.

And you tried.

He caught you very quickly and dropped the bloodied knife to the ground when kept starting it and crying even more.

You tried to push yourself away from his embrace but he held you tighter. Rocking you side to side as you sobbed in his arms.

You were shaking so bad he thought you never stop.

He carried you back to his shed leaving Rowan's body behind,and you were quiet as a mouse.

No he didn't forget the knife,his mask,or his camera. He wasn't stupid.

Still in a state of shock.

You flinched when his hand reaches up to wipe to wipe Rowan's blood off you and he paused and gently grabbed your face with his hands.

"I would rather die then to ever hurt you baby." He looked deep into your eyes. Filled with so much love,and sincerity. How can these hands who have killed countless people,hold you so gently? Like you were a proclain doll?

You were still sitting there in shock and disbelief.

Everything seemed to make sense now, times he would disappear and come back late at night,the "red paint" that was on his clothes.

When you saw him killing Rowan... he was an entirely different person and it scared you so much

The boy you knew since you were 14 was a ruthless killer and never thought you would use Xavier and serial killer in the same sentence.

"Do you like it?" Xavier made eye contact with you. "Killing." He looked down at his feet,his legs beginning to bounce.

"Yeah," his voice cracked a little. "Yeah I do."

You let out a shaky exhale at that.

He admitted that he was the one that killed Tyler and some of the other previous victims

He decided to leave out Ajax for now

Yall sat in silence for what seemed like forever. Him looking at you and you avoiding looking at him.

You asked out of the blue if he would ever thought of killing you and he practically yelled out a 'no'.

After witnessing the murder of Rowan.You never fully got use to him being Ghostface.

Obviously you never told a single soul

Wednesday is suspicious

But yall's relationship dynamic changed after that.

Xavier was surprised that you decided to stay with him even after that happened. I mean, after the talk in his art shed,you ignores him for a week. He thought the relationship was as good as gone.

Xavier didn't throw everything at you all at once which you were thankful for.

Because it took you months to be comfortable with your killer boyfriend's schedule.

At the beginning you felt so much guilt. Knowing who the killer was but not saying a word about it.

But it was the love of your life,you couldn't just rat him out and leave him in a prison to rot for the rest of his life.

I mean look at Wednesday's family

With all that being said,let's talk about when you do feel comfortable about the whole thing.

Now,Xavier is very deeply,in love with you. Think him as Gomez really.

He can and will kill for you

So if you were making it known you wanted someone dead or just bluntly say it then that person would end up being dead by the next morning.

No questions asked.

You also may or may not have developed a knife kink or a hand kink over the process of a few months.

And Xavier takes a full on advantage to that.

Xavier will literally drop dead if you want to join in on the killing.

He would die a happy man.

[gmarseln]

Excuse the god-awful editing.

[ghostlynachopanda]

For you

a/n: my friend said I'm starting to gain obvious muscle so like big happy :)) there's no hope for my sleep schedule, I wrote this one at 4am lol. it's short but enjoy this one pals

Pairing: Wednesday Addams x reader

words: 1.1 k

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Wednesday was annoyed. She has watched Xavier follow you around like a lost puppy all day. The urge to dismember him grew every time he leaned close to you in class. The desire to cut off his tongue grew when he said something that made you laugh. An urge to kill him came to a head when she saw him smirk at her when your full attention was on him. Wednesday didn't see a problem if he were to disappear or simply die.

You normally enjoyed your free period. It was time you got to spend alone with Wednesday throughout the day. You two could just sit in the library and read a book or sit in the quad and softly talk about whatever came to mind. But you couldn’t, Xavier was there this time.

For some unknown reason, he has been around you all day. Sure, he's nice company but only to an extent. You could only handle so much of him before getting tired, and you reached that point a long time ago. You were just being nice at this point, not wanting to hurt his feelings. So when you saw Wednesday sitting for you at your usual table in the quad you couldn't help the relieved smile that made its way onto your face.

You walked over to her and took your normal spot across from her. You're putting your bag down and start, "You wouldn't believe-"

You're cut off by someone suddenly claiming the seat next to you. You didn’t need to look to know who it was. The irritated look Wednesday wore was enough to know it was Xavier. A voice that grew annoying hours earlier spoke, "Hey guys, what’s up?"

"What are you doing?" Wednesday asked, anger laced in her words.

"What's it look like?" he responded throwing an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into the side of his body, "I'm hanging out with a couple of friends,"

Wednesday's eyes looked positively murderous. Her fingers twitched to dislocate his shoulder, push his arm off you, to pull you to the open seat next to her. She watched you closely. You were tense, obviously uncomfortable, but you weren't doing anything about it.

"Move your arm," Wednesday said threateningly.

"What?" Xavier asked, confused.

"Move your arm if you want to keep it," Wednesday replied, fury easily read in her tone.

She watched as he chuckled awkwardly before slowly returning his arm to his side. She watched you ever so gently sigh and sag your shoulders. An unpleasant silence surrounded the three of you, no one willing to break it. You looked up to meet Wednesday's gaze and saw her signal to the seat next to her.

You perked up a bit at the implication, quickly standing up to move to the other side of the table. As you reach for your bag a hand reaches to grab yours, stopping you in your tracks. You hardly have time to register the hand on your arm before it's gone. Looking up to find Wednesday bending Xavier's wrist at an odd angle, no doubt hurting him.

"You must not value your hand," she said lowly, eyes wide with homicidal intent. All he can manage is a small yelp before she's putting more pressure on it.

"Dude, let go." Xavier says, going ignored by the two of you.

She looks to you next and says, "I'll kill him for you,"

Xavier's hand starts to wiggle, trying to lessen Wednesday's grip. All it does is cause her to tighten her grip, "Let me kill him for you,"

"Let go of me," Xavier said weakly, his voice tight with pain. Now fully pulling his wrist to get away from her, she doesn't budge. Wednesday never once took her eyes off you, waiting for your answer.

"Wednesday-" you start but are cut off.

"He touched you, made you uncomfortable. Let me kill him," she said browbeating.

You see Xavier looking at you with helpless eyes, looking for you to do something. The look causes you to shake your head, not wanting to get in the middle of this. Either answer will anger the opposite person, but having Wednesday be arrested for murder is far worse than an annoying Xavier.

"Let him go Wednesday," you said softly, seeing her eyes widen with something akin to betrayal. She scowls before turning to him and saying, "Touch her again and she won't be able to save you."

You see relief cross his face before pain quickly overtakes it and the quiet air is disturbed by a peculiar pop. She releases his wrist then, watching in satisfaction as it reddens and starts to swell. Xavier stands and cradles his wrist before looking at Wednesday, "You're fucking crazy" he mutters while angrily brushing past her.

You both watch him leave, making sure he wouldn't come back. When he is no longer visible she turns to you, "Why didn't you let me kill him?"

"Murder charges aren't going to look good on your record," you replied.

"I already have attempted murder on there," she mutters under her breath.

"I could easily get away with murdering him. No one would even notice his absence" her answer makes you shake your head.

"Still, murdering someone seems excessive"

"Not when that person obviously made you uncomfortable," she said as if it was common sense.

"Wednesday.." you rebutted, reprimanding in your tone.

She looks at you for a moment, seeing the resolve in your eyes. It appears you wouldn't let her kill anyone for your sake. How unfortunate. Wednesday looks down at the grass before asking, "Are you alright?"

The question makes you want to chuckle, she just seemingly broke his wrist just because he made you uncomfortable. You ask, "Why did you do that?"

"I simply left him with a parting gift. He'll remember to keep his hands to himself next time," she says evenly, eyeing you to make sure you weren't uncomfortable or uneasy.

You look down at the grass, shyly smiling while shaking your head, "Let's not jump the gun next time, okay?"

"I didn't 'jump the gun', I acted accordingly. No one should be allowed to make you uncomfortable or touch you so casually." she said factually.

"That is still not a reason to harm a classmate," you refuted.

Wednesday clenched her jaw and drew in a breath. She would kill for you, even if you told her not to. It just wouldn't be in front of you. She looked at you, eyes narrowing slightly, "He would've done it again if I didn't do anything."

"I know that, but there are other ways to handle a situation like that."

"Of course, murder."

"Wednesday, no"

tags: @alexkolax @rainbow-love4ever @o638 @tundra1029

[theg4ycousin]

No, but can we talk about how when Enid asks the rest of the Nightshades where Wednesday is after she comes back from the woods and no one knows what to answer to her, and they all look away, she immediately looks at them with pure disgust.

Like, Enid's look is completely heartbroken for a couple of seconds, but then she looks at all of them with hatred, as if she was trying to ask how could they leave Wednesday alone?!

Here, let me show you ->

First, she steps away from Ajax and just there is so much incredulity and disgust in her eyes.

And then she just looks away for a second, and you can see the hope in her eyes as if she just wishes for Wednesday to somehow appeared through the gates.

And when she actually sees Wednesday, she first steps closer in disbelief, afraid that her mind is playing her tricks or something, but then - once she confirms that it is indeed Wednesday - you can feel the happiness and complete relief irradiating from her.

And don't even make me talk about the hug and the reaction from everyone in the back.

Like the sheer happiness and love that Enid and Wednesday show in that scene, and everyone in the back just smiling softly at the both of them and not really making eye contact, as if feeling they are intruding in a private moment (and let's face it, they are. Wednesday would never let her guard down in front of the whole school if it wasn't for the emotional and physical trauma she just went through).

Here, let me show you what I mean again ->

Like, see in the back how Yoko and Xavier are smiling softly and looking at the ground, and Ajax is also smiling.

And Divina's soft smile and Kent's grin.

And here, Yoko smiling happily because Enid is her best friend, and she loves her, and she loves seeing her friend happy. But also Ajax looking at who I think is Xavier, like smiling softly but also a little bit resigned? As if he knew that Enid and his relationship is not going to last much longer.

AND WEDNESDAY CLOSING HER EYES AND BREATHING DEEPLY WHEN SHE HUGS ENID, AND ENID MAKING THE HUG TIGHTER AND ALSO CLOSING HER EYES AND SIGHING.

The point of this post is to show that Emma Meyers, Jenna Ortega and the whole cast are amazing actors, and they know what they are doing.

And also --- Wenclair endgame.

*Disclaimer -- special thanks to Netflick on Youtube for providing the scene :)

[queer-rose]

Eugene: Small creatures are much more vicious because they have a smaller body to bottle up all their emotions.

Bianca: Ridiculous. Give me some examples.

Eugene: Bees?

Xavier: Terriers?

Enid: Wednesday.

[prefer-to-be-vilified]

[tadashisdisaster]

💙𝐗𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞 ~ 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫

CWˏˋ°•*⁀➷

just Xavier being a simp, slight fingering, unprotected sex, soft sex, hand pinning, praising, body worshiping, some fluff, no aftercare bc idk, morning sex, breeding kink (if you squint),❕MINORS DNI❕

AN~ tell me why i’ve been simping over guys with long hair, and seems to have mental issues? Anyways here’s a Xavier ff for you thirsty Xavier fans out there. Something that came to me while watch the ball drop. Happy New Years🎉🍻

Xavier has always been an early bird, considering his usual early morning sketch routine.

He slowly sits up in bed, stretching his long arms then resting them in his lap as he looks out the window. Golden hour was his favorite time of day. The way the soft hue of yellow shined down in the most aesthetically pleasing way.

He especially loved the way it looked on you right now. The fat tears that rolled down your cheeks looked like tiny crystals falling down your face. Your hair was a little messy, and your eyes were closed making your pretty lashes touch your pink cheeks.  You looked so ethereal sitting there underneath him. “God, you look so damn pretty y/n…” you clench around his cock making him grunt in your ear. “Fuck, yeah just like that.” You claw at his back as he sucked hard at the nape of your neck. You run you fingers through his hair and tug softly.  Something about this time of day made things seem more intimate to him. His slow thrusts made you see stars as he hit that one special spot in you. You move your hands to his shoulders slowly moving down to his chest then back up again. “You’re so perfect…” Xavier gently grabs your hands, he pins both of them to each side of your head and interlocks his fingers with yours. He picks up his pace making you arch your back. You whimper as Xavier kisses your lips bringing you over the edge.

“W-wanna cum inside this pretty pussy yeah?” You nod your head as you feel thick ropes of cum shoot inside your tight cunny. “i love you so much y/n.” He pulls out and kisses down your body.

Xavier watched his and your cum spill out of your leaking cunt. He shoved his fingers into your breeding hole and slowly pumped in and out making sure his cum stayed inside of you. He pulled his fingers out leaving you to feel empty.  Xavier grabbed his phone from the bed side table and snapped a picture. You looked so shiny and so angelic. He truly loved Golden hour but he loved you best.

[talkintrashcann]

Sleeping beauty - Xavier Thorpe

Summery: You found your best friend sleeping in his shed, his body laying on something he was drawing before falling asleep. Little did you know, it was a drawing of you.

Warnings: fluff, kissing, best friends to lovers, if there's any others please let me know

Word count: 1.3k

A/N: im sorry if this is really bad, i didn't check the story after finishing it up so there's probably gonna be some mistakes in here. this is my first time ever posting on tumblr, this is all very new to me and idk how any of this works or if im doing it correctly so please let me know what you think. im always open for suggestions or feedback!

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Walking outside in the forest after dark wasn't your favorite activity to do but you got a little worried about your best friend, Xavier. You texted him a while ago asking if everything was alright and he hasn't replied back yet. You're aware that he likes to take his distance sometimes and wants to be alone, which you completely understand and respect. But you also knew that whenever something is wrong, he keeps it to himself even when he shouldn't. He knows that you have your own things to sort out sometimes and he doesn't want you to carry around his luggage too, he doesn't want to feel like a burden.

He has the perfect spot to go to whenever he wants to be alone, a place where he can let go and express himself. Out in the woods next to the school there's a shed somewhere, he cleaned it out with permission from Ms. Weems to turn it into his private art studio. So naturally that's the first place that came to mind when you found out he wasn't in his room.

After a 15 minute walk in the woods you finally spot the old shed, covered by loads of plants that grew onto it over the years. It was certain he was inside as the lights of his shed were turned on, and only he can enter the shed considering he's the only one with a key.

You open the door quietly, not wanting to scare him this late at night. Your eyes scan the room looking for your friend, but you frown as you dont see him immediately. You take a step further inside, being able to see the room more.

That's when you spotted him, sitting on his wooden stool while his upper body was leaning on his workbench. He was sleeping peacefully, not even waking up because of the door opening. And you can imagine it making quite some noise considering how long that shed has been standing there in the forest. His hair was partly tied up in a loose bun, while also being untied at the back. A few strands of hair had fallen over his eyes, mouth slightly open. You could hear him breathe very quietly, holding your own breath to prevent him from waking up because of any noise. Even though he wouldn't wake up so easily, but you still felt the need to not make a sound.

If you could take a picture of this very moment, you'd carry it with you anywhere you go. Your heart melts at the sight of him, you stand there almost dying from cuteness overload. There was no denying that you see him as more than just a friend, but you would never actually admit that to anyone. Some of your other friends knew about your little crush on him, but it looks like Xavier himself can't take a hint at all. You've tried dropping him subtle hints, some a little less subtle than others, but it has no use. He must be blind to not notice you flirting with him all the time, or at least try to. That or he knows you like him, but decides not to say anything about it, being too afraid to lose you as a friend because of it.

As you get lost in your own thoughts again, your eyes divert from his pretty face to what seems to be what he was drawing before he had drifted off into deep sleep, staring at what you see in shock.

Underneath his body, drawn on the paper, was you. He made a drawing of you petting a kitten near the lake. It had so much details in it, you would think that he made this on the spot while you were posing for it. Thinking back to when this happened, you remember it being from before you two were even friends. It was one of your first days at Nevermore and you hadn't made any friends yet, not any human friends at least. You had gone for a walk near the lake to clear your mind after class, meeting a cute little orange kitten while you were there. You don't remember anyone else being around, let alone it being Xavier.

It makes you wonder though, was he following you? If so, what was the reason? Even if that was a bit of a stalker move, you couldn't help but feel warm inside because of it. Maybe there was a chance he did like you more than a friend. You leaned in a little closer to him, pressing your lips lightly to his cheek. You don't know what came over you in that moment, but you really felt the need to do that. This might be the only time you get to do this, so why not.

Unfortunately that light touch was enough to wake sleeping beauty, Xavier's eyes fluttered open slowly and his arms pushed his body up from the table. He makes eye contact with you and frowns at the sight of you standing there so close to him in the middle of the night.

"What are you doing here?", he asked softly but his voice came out a little raspy.

You couldn't make a sound, your eyes nervously looking at Xavier, then at the drawing, and then back at Xavier. He followed the direction of your eyes, also looking at the drawing now. He had completely forgotten he was working on that before he fell asleep, his body filling with embarrassment now as he realizes what situation he's gotten himself into.

"Uh, I can explain..."

He got nervous and looked down at the floor, not wanting to look you in the eye right now. He knew he couldn't talk himself out of this, you needed an explanation and he couldn't think of a single excuse. His hands were fiddling with the hem of his shirt and his face was turning a dark shade of pink, his body language was telling you exactly what you needed to know.

Taking a deep breath before opening his mouth again to say something while still not looking at you, he was prepared to finally tell you how he feels about you. Before he could say a word you lifted his chin up and softly kissed his lips, catching him completely off guard. It didn't take very long for him to kiss you back though, he had been waiting for this moment for so long. It didn't happen the way he thought it would, but he was definitely not complaining about it.

His hands found their way to your waist and pulled you closer to him, you falling onto his lap as a result. After what felt like ages you slowly pulled away from him, not really wanting to but you needed to catch your breath.

For a moment it stays silent in the shed, neither of you making any noise. All that's happening is you two staring at each other, enjoying the moment while thinking about what just happened. Xavier is the first one to break the silence.

"Does this mean you like me? More than just a friend?", he asks hesitantly.

"Took you long enough to realize, I've been trying to tell you for so long but you never seem to notice.", you let out a soft laugh while wrapping your hands around his neck.

"Maybe you should do something about your flirting skills then, they're gonna need some improvement if your goal was to show me you liked me.", he couldn't stop himself from teasing you.

"Oh please, there's nothing wrong with my flirting skills. If you would just open your eyes for once you'd see-"

Before you had the chance to finish that sentence he smashed his lips on yours to shut you up. This time the kiss was much more passionate and lasted even longer than the previous one. You never could've imagined this was how your night was going to end.

[shippershipperyshippyship]

Enid: Here you go, Wends!

Wednesday: Enid. I believe I had informed you before. Insisting on splurging on me is a violation of my person.

Enid: Mhm— Made sure it's quad.

Wednesday: There will be dire consequences, Sinclair. I suggest you sharpen your puke inducing claws for tonight's morbid surprise.

Enid: Aw, I'll make sure I won't be late then!

Yoko: Make sure you use silver, Addams.

Bianca: Another historical moment in the making.

Enid, blushing: Knock it off guys!

Ajax: ??? What is happening???

Xavier: They're gay, Ajax.

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if you're doing spice doodle prompts, may I request the reaction to enid getting pantsed in the She's the Man AU?

yknow its must be something if you make sunglasses translucent

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stay still pt2 — xavier thorpe x reader

summary: xavier loses the poe cup and takes his frustrations out on you.

warnings: smut!! unprotected sex, afab reader, choking, dom! xavier, cussing (ofc), degradation + praise. possible grammar/spelling mistakes but i tried looking out for them

a/n: first time writing smut and posting it publicly im scared shitless but o well

“xavi, you did great nonetheless, you tried baby.” you mumbled. you were sat on his bed as he wiped his jester makeup off, huffing as he slammed the cotton pad on the desk.

“you shouldnt’ve teased me the way you did before the tournament. fuck, all i could think about was using you. you drive me fucking insane y/n, do you know that?” he ranted, running his hands through his hair. 

“and maybe i can make you feel better, how’s that sound, hm?” you said, getting up and wrapping your arms around his neck. you trailed your hand down to his prominent bulge, palming it. he threw his head back, sighing. 

“hm, you want more?” you asked tauntingly. saying that set a switch off in him, as he roughly grabbed your waist and pulled you close to him, kissing you. he pulled away, pushing you onto his bed, stripping you of your clothes. you were left in your underwear, looking up into his lust-filled eyes. 

“this seems kind of unfair, yeah?” you said, as he then took his clothes off, throwing them on the ground. he unclasped your bra, tossing it somewhere and kissed down your stomach.

“you’re okay with this, right?” he asked, making sure you were comfortable with what’s about to happen. you mumbled a “mhm” out as he dragged your panties down, exposing your bare cunt. 

“so pretty for me, aren’t you? ‘m gonna fuck you so good you won’t be able to think. that’s what you get for teasing me earlier.” he said, pumping himself before he rubbed his tip on your slick folds.

“fuck xavi, please, please just put it in me.” you whined, aching for more.

“how bad do you want it? huh?” he questioned, continuing to tease you.

“please, xavi. please. i’m begging you.” you cried. he pushed himself inside of you slowly, filling you perfectly and bottoming out inside you as you let out a loud moan. 

“oh fuck, xavier. move, please.” you begged, looking up at him. 

“look at you, you can barely take my cock can you?” he said, thrusting slowly, watching you squirm under him. your cunt fluttered around him, as he let out a breathy groan, speeding up. your moans got louder and so did his groans, as he wrapped his hands around your throat, applying light pressure. you let out choked moans, moving your hand to rub your clit. 

“fuck, you’re such a good cockslut aren’t you?” he said, his thrusts getting harder as you clenched around him.

“yes, yes xavier fuck yes,” you cried, tears brimming with tears. “you fill me up so good baby,” you said through whimpers.

“c’mon sweetheart be a good slut and cum for me, yeah?” he smiled.

“xavi i’m so close, ‘m so so close please keep going.” you moaned, letting out pathetic whimpers.

“fuck, i know— fuck,” he sighed as you clenched around him, eyes shut tightly as he let you ride out your orgasm.

he pulled out, pumping himself and releasing on your stomach, letting out a groan. he hovered on top of you, looking at you lovingly. he cupped your face and gently placed his lips on top of yours, tucking stray strands of your hair behind your ear.

“i love you, i’m sorry if i went too hard on you.” he said, letting out a small chuckle.

“it’s okay. i liked it.” you said, smiling.

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Ghostface!Xavier Thorpe x fem!reader

Summary: The murder of Tyler was the first of many in Jericho.

Warning: established relationship,dead bodies,attemped sexual assault, stalking,descriptions of how someone was murdered,reader witnesses a murder, ooc Rowan? Rowan didn't get killed by the Hyde for plot reasons. Not fully proof-read.

Notes: Haven't watched Wednesday but I have read enough Xavier Thorpe fanfics to know the plotline and I'm saying to hell with it and writing for Xavier cuz this man has me in a chokehold. Excuse any typos and grammar errors

Word Count:1.8k

Tyler Galpin was found dead this morning.

The news was spreading around like wildfire at Nevermore for 2 reasons. One, he was the sheriff’s son, and two this was the first real crime that Jericho has had in years. The way Tyler was murdered somehow got released to the public and….it was horrifying. His eyes were cut out, a part of his tongue was too, small deep cuts were found all over his body, his throat was slit so deep that the bone from his spine was starting to show, and a smile was craved onto his face. It was so awful.

You couldnt believe it. You had just seen him the day before when you and Enid went out to Jericho for coffee. You didn’t know the guy and only spoke a total of 10 words to him but it just felt so unreal since you had seen him the day before and he was perfectly fine. It reminded you that anything can happen.

“The killer wanted him to suffer,” Wenesday said nonchalantly. Overhearing Enid and you talking about Tyler’s murder as she was typing. “They wanted him to die and slow agonizing, and painful death.” She turned around in her chair to face you. “I’m almost impressed with how well the killer pulled it off. Almost.” She turned back around and continued typing.

Tyler’s funeral was a week later, with a closed casket of course. You went to it out of respect and your boyfriend Xavier went too. Which surprised you, since knowing the past between the two. As the casket was lowered to the ground, the sound of the sheriff’s cries and wails rang loud across the cemetery. You leaned your head on Xavier’s arm and he wrapped his arm around you putting a loving kiss on your forehead and rubbing your arm in a calming manner.

You just so happened to miss the smirk that appeared on his face.

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You thought that after the murder of Tyler it would stop. But it’s has been weeks since then, and more murders were happening and there was not one single clue who could’ve done it. It was almost like the killer disappeared right after committing the murder. Students at Nevermore gave the killer a name.

They called him Ghostface.

You began to worry for your boyfriend, him going out into his art shed and coming back when the sun was long gone scared you. You didn’t want the man you love to see become the next victim. It didn’t help that you felt like you were being watched everywhere you go. Notes starting appearing at your dorm and Enid-even Wednesday became concerned when the notes came with pictures. Pictures of you. One could be of you just chilling in the quad or you and Xavier kissing. The one that freaked you out the most was one of you getting out the shower. This continued for days and you had made Enid and Wednesday swear not to tell anybody. Even Xavier.

You became scared and terrified. You clinged onto Xavier more then you used too, you refused to go anywhere by yourself, hell you were even scared to even sleep by yourself. Xavier was very observant, he knew something was wrong. He noticed how your eyes kept scanning the crowd, how you refused to go anywhere by yourself, how you would grip on his hand a little tighter and cling to him more than usual.

It wasn’t until Xavier finally confronted you about it that you just broke down and started telling him everything. The creepy,notes,the pictures,everything. You sobbed into your boyfriends chest as he rocked you side to side whispered sweet nothings in your ear.

“I will kill the son of a bitch when I find out who he is.” He muttered into your hair. You could of swore that he sounded so eerily serious. His tone changed from the sweet loving one you always known, into something dark and chilling. Something that was so unlike of Xavier to sound like.

But you thought nothing of his comment. Too busy sobbing into your boyfriends chest worrying that maybe your stalker was the killer murdering all these people.

Maybe

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Thankfully, the creepy notes and pictures stopped appearing at your dorm door after your breakdown with Xavier. Since then, Xavier started walking you to your dorm every night, he never left your side unless you wanted him to, and he would scan the crowd like a hawk, itching to find anything weird. With Xavier around you felt safer and less paranoid. Well, as less paranoid and scared as you can get with the killer still roaming around.

You even felt comfortable walking by yourself to your classes after a couple of days. So here you were, walking to Xavier’s art shed in broad daylight. School bag clutched to your back as you made haste to Xavier’s art shed.

Crutch.

The sound of a stick breaking caused you to turn around in a hurry. You looked around and no one was in sight. Great, of course, it is your luck that something happens to you when you were alone. You weren't far from Nevermore, it was still in sight so nothing can happen right? Nobody is that stupid to do something in broad daylight. You slowly reached for your taser while your eyes surveyed the area. You slowly continued walking with your hand clutched inside your jacket pocket and holding your taser with a tight grip.

Footsteps behind you continued. Getting faster as you walk faster. You turned your taser on and turned around, ready to tase the everloving shit out of whoever was following you.

A yelp and a thud came as you tazed the air threateningly. The person’s stuff was scattered all over the ground

Your mouth was a gap as you got a clear face of the person under the hood.

“Rowan?” You exhaled “You scared the shit out of me.” You let out a relieved sigh at the sight of Xavier’s roommate. You offered him an arm and helped him to his feet. He rubbed the back of his neck. “Sorry, I just needed to talk to you about something.” You sighed. Bending down to help gather his stuff.

“Well, you could have shouted my name like a normal person.?I mean, Jesus Christ Rowan I could’ve tased your dick or something” He frantically bent down and started gathering his belongings. In his panic more stuff began to fall out. He cursed under his breath

A camera and a few polaroid pictures fell out. Pictures of you. All kinds of pictures of you, Some of the wear you were half naked.

Your heart dropped as you held one in your hand. You slowly stood up and made eye contact with Rowan. He started shaking his head

“Y/n I can explain-”

“Explain what? that you were the one that’s been fucking stalking me?!” You looked down at the remaining pictures that were on the forest ground. Rowan tried to walk closer to you but you took a big step back. “You stay the fuck away from me!” You shouted. He didn’t listen, he walked closer to you while he was frantically trying to explain his infatuation with you.

“I said stay the fuck away from me!” You sprayed the pepper spray in his eyes. He fell down to the ground and cried out in pain. You wasted no time in running back to Nevermore not stopping once to look behind you. A sharp tug caused you to trip and you screamed when you were dragged back to Rowan. Who abandoned his glasses and had a dark look in red bloodshot eyes. You couldn't move, held down by Rowan's gift and you could only watch in horror as he stood over you.

“You fucking bitch.” Rowan’s eyes filled with anger. You continued to struggle against the invisible hold. Screaming out for someone, anybody hoping that they can hear you. Rowan backhanded you sending your head to the side and your right cheek was left stinging and your lip bleeding. You continued to scream out for help and he slapped you again.

“Shut up!” He shouted at you. And in response, you spit in his face. “Fuck you.” He wiped the spit off his face and let out a dark chuckle. “This why I like you” He started. He bent down and unzipped your jacket and ripped open your shirt revealing your bra. Rowan grabbed his camera and started taking pictures.

“You’re so feisty,” Another flash from his camera. “I can handle you better than Xavier can. I can treat you better.” You started sobbing. Feeling so helpless and defeated.

Rowan’s blood splashed onto your face and stomach and you let out a blood-curdling scream. The invisible hold on you was gone and you scrambled away from Rowan who was now choking on his blood. You sat against a tree looking to the source of Rowan’s current predicament.

And you saw the killer.

He wore all black and his face was covered with a mask that looked like a ghost. They towered over Rowan who was still choking on his blood. The knife was deep into Rowan’s stomach and they twisted the knife deep into his gut before pulling it out. Rowan collapsed to the ground and weakly dragged himself away. The killer tilted their head. Walking ever so slowly to Rowan, who was still weakly dragging himself on the ground.

You could only watch as the killer got out a camera of their own and got onto Rowan's back and yanking his head back and flashing a picture. They rolled Rowan onto his back and he began screaming as the killer began stabbing him multiple times. Rowan’s pleas reached deaf ears as the killer began stabbing him faster and harder than before, never once stopping.

You sat there shaking like a leaf sobbing hysterically. Covering your ears at the sound of Rowan’s screams mixed with him choking on his own blood, and the mush sounds of the knife coming in contact with Rowan’s intestines. His screams died down and nothing was heard other than your hysteric sobs. The killer stood up

The killer took off their mask with their back facing you and you stopped breathing. You recognize that head of hair and that back anywhere. But you were in denial, you refused to believe it. There was no way that was him. It couldn’t be. The killer slowly turned his body around finally facing you making eye contact.

As much as you want to be in denial, it was loud and clear. Your sweet loving boyfriend Xavier Thorpe is the killer. The notorious Ghostface.

[gmarseln]

Enid: it’s Christmas time, you know what that means!

Xavier: the happiness I haven’t felt since fifth grade?

Eugene: everyone trying to kill each other on the dinner table?

Wednesday: the sweet release of death?

Enid: I was gonna say “ugly sweaters competition” but you know what? We’re all going to therapy

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