#xavier thrope

[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

[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.

[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.

[streamdotpng]

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

[piastristimtams]

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.

taglist (lmk if you wanna be added!)

@niyahwhoreworld

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[my-love-of-books]

Why do I feel that Xavier would throat train reader with new paint brushes or somethin'. Bc his dick it sooo long poor reader can't even take half before their gagging 🥺 pretty tears running down their face, and either little praises telling reader "doing so good for me? Only for me." OR he's making fun of reader "look at you. How pathetic, you barely got me in your mouth and your crying like a little slut. Should just force my way into that tiny little mouth of yours whaddya think about that hmm? Me just taking what I want from your pretty holes? Fuck, yeah just like that, my pretty little slut."

AN: sorry Xavier Thorpe brain rott

[romancedream]

[frnotelise]

Enid: Wednesday!

Xavier: Wednesday!

Eugene: Wednesday!

Bianca: Wednesday!

Eugene: Wednesday!

Wednesday: If you all don’t shut up in 3 seconds I will not hesitate to cut your tongue-

Tyler: Wens?

Wednesday: you all are lucky

[bubblebeebuzzessss]

wenclair on a ice skate rim with poor Yoko fallen and Ajax & Xavier broken hearted

[eiks1997]

From one artist to another I wanted to show my appreciation for Xavier! He was definitely one of the best characters in Wednesday, and I love his power. (I’ve already drawn Wednesday so click HERE to see!) Obviously being an artist myself I couldn’t help but love the concept of my art coming to life. Plus he’s just really cool. 🤩 I also wanted to try something different with the painting which is defiantly my favourite part of this. It was so much fun to do! But I definitely a lot harder then I thought. 😅 I definitely need some practise!

But that’s all for this one! If you like my art or want to see more fanart, stick around for more! 😊

Click HERE to see more Wednesday Art!

I DO NOT OWN WEDNESDAY!

All love goes to Charles Addams, Alfred Gough,  Percy Hynes White, Creator of Addams Family & Wednesday. ❤

Program used: Clip Studio Paint Date: 2023

Find me on Instagram:  #EIKS1997

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[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

[jakesullysdreads]

“I’m Sorry” Kent x fem!reader

Warnings: mention of death, fluff, angst?

Word count: 960

Requested: No

Edited: No

Content: Wednesday character Kent x fem!reader. Reader is a witch. Takes place during and after the Poe Cup

Summary: Reader is nervous for her mans and only wants him safe.

        Chewing on her lip, she shook her head. She was standing next to Kent on the dock by the lake waiting for the Nevermore student's canoes to pass by. The signal for Kent to enact Bianca’s sabotage plan.

        It’s not that she didn’t like the Poe Cup, she did. She just didn’t enjoy Kent ‘helping’ Bianca that way. It always made her nervous. The girl knew that her boyfriend could pull it off easily. The water is his element more so than those competing. But, it still didn’t ease her as she hoped.

        “I can feel you staring. Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” She spoke to the male siren.

        “You’re nervous,” he stated. 

        The girl opened her mouth to deny the accusation that came from his lips, but he beat her to it. 

        “Don’t try to deny it. You're chewing your lip. You only do that when you’re nervous,” the boy turned his body to face hers. “So, what is it?”

        She let out a shaky sigh. Her heart hammering in her chest she was sure he could hear it, even without the werewolf hearing that her fellow students had. The pressure in her chest felt like the stones used to press Giles Corey to death in the Salem Witch Trials. She felt as though if she had to endure the pressure and keep her feelings and thoughts about the plan to herself much longer, her tongue would stick out of her mouth much like poor Mr. Corey. 

        Kent might not be the brightest student at Nevermore, but he has a good heart. His intentions are always in the right place, even when it doesn’t seem like it. He always knows when something is wrong with her and at times, it drives her up a wall. But, she does love him and he loves her.

        “I don’t like the plan this year. Not with Wednesday competing with The Black Cats. We don’t know her and what tricks she may have up her sleeve. I don’t want you getting hurt.” She looked into his eyes.

        He smiled softly and leaned in to place a kiss on her temple. He rested his head on hers and whispered words of affirmation and promises of staying safe into her ear. Moments like these were their favorite, though neither one would ever admit it. Being alone, basking in the energy of one another. Whispers of sweet nothings and physical intimate affection they wouldn’t dare show around others. 

        They weren’t prudes, they were actually far from it. But they both felt that moments like these needed to be just them and not in front of the eyes of nosey peers. The couple would hold hands and be moderately physically affectionate when around others. Maybe a small kiss here and there but that was the limit.

        He pulled away from her and went to the end of the dock right as the canoes started to pass by. He hurriedly took his shirt off, looking back and blowing a kiss to the girl who looked as if she wanted to sink into the deck and become one with it before he dove into the lake.

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        The girl ran from the quad at Nevermore, where she was awaiting her siren friends, to the lake. She waited for 30 minutes before Enid showed up, with Wednesday in reluctant tow, and told her that Kent had been hit in the face by Wednesday when he tried pushing their canoe into a buoy. She glared daggers at Wednesday, nostrils flared, before thanking Enid for letting her know why her friends weren’t there. She knew her glare wasn’t going to intimidate the raven-haired girl, but it made her feel a little better. 

        Upon coming to the dock, she saw Kent sitting with his legs over the edge. He was buttoning the shirt that was handed to him by his twin, Divina, who wore a sympathetic look on her face. Bianca stood there fuming over the fact they lost.

        “So let me get this straight,” the female siren started. “First you got trapped in a net shot at you by The Black Cats. Then as you��re pushing their canoe, a hand swims through the water and punches you in the face. And it wasn’t from anyone above the surface. It was just a hand?”

        “I know you think I’m crazy Bianca, but it’s true!” He defended himself.

        Divina lightly shook her head at Bianca, a signal that now isn’t the time, before her gaze landed on the girl at the other end of the dock. Her eyes widened before she started rapidly tapping Kent, catching his attention to turn around. 

        Kent felt his mouth go dry when he saw the person who his twin was freaking out over. He quickly jumped to his feet, rushing to the girl. 

        “It’s not as bad as it looks!” he hurriedly exclaimed, hoping his girlfriend wouldn’t get too upset over the red and purple-black eye he had acquired.

        “You promised you wouldn’t get hurt,” she whispered. 

        “I know! And I am so sorry! I had no idea it was coming,” he tried to soothe her. 

        He placed his hands on her cheeks, prepared to wipe the tears that were threatening to fall from her eyes. His heart broke with the knowledge that he was the cause of them.

        The girl didn’t say anything in response. She wrapped her arms around his torso, her head on his chest, and held him. Kent kissed the top of her head, holding her tighter against him. No words were spoken between the two. They didn’t need to be. Everything that needed to be said was spoken with the way they held one another.

                                                   “It’s okay.” 

                                                  “I’m sorry.”

                                                 “I love you.”

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Let me know if you guys would like a part 2!

if it's rusty, not my fault, i haven't written in a long while

[queer-rose]

Wednesday, at Yoko: You're tolerable.

Yoko: Yeah I am!

Wednesday, at Bianca: You're not.

Bianca: The feeling's mutual.

Wednesday, at Xavier: You're my bitch.

Xavier: Yeah I am- wait, what?

Wednesday, at Eugene: My child

Eugene: *Nods Happily*

Wednesday, at Enid: gay

Enid: Fuck you.

[helmetnaut]

Wednesday’s Child Is Full of Woe | Woe What a Night | A Murder of Woes

[psychic-refugee]

Wenvier Bingo: Post-Apocalypse

Although the virus killed Normie and Outcast alike, it was the Outcasts that were blamed for the reanimation of the dead.

No Outcast ever laid claim to unleashing the virus or a curse gone wrong. Wednesday suspected it was of Normie origin as it was well beyond even the Frump necromancers’ abilities.

The Normies came for Nevermore, but between the Werewolves, Vampires, Gorgons, and Xavier animating the gargoyles, they were well able to protect the school.

Unfortunately, the animated dead were impervious to Stone Sight and their blood made Werewolves and Vampires on the verge of death.

Wednesday saw all of her peers’ deaths before they happened. She was able to save some, most of them she was not.

Soon, only the dead and those at Nevermore remained and food was running out.

Wednesday, Xavier, Ajax, Enid, Bianca, Eugene, Davina, Kent, Yoko, Tyler, Sheriff Galpin, and Principal Weems were all that were left from a population of a little over 5,000 Normies and 200 Outcasts of students and faculty.

Everyone else was either dead in the ground or dead and walking mindlessly around.

They each had their weapons of choice:

Wednesday a bat she named Nero II, wrapped in barbed wire and stained burgundy with fetid blood.

Xavier preferred a crossbow with razor sharp arrows and made use of any nearby statue to fight off the dead.

Ajax wielded a hammer that smashed the dead’s brains like jello.

Enid preferred her claws which tore the decaying bodies like wet paper.

Sheriff Galpin insisted on guns even though they drew the dead to them, his son was a bit more pragmatic with a machete.

Bianca, Divina, and Kent wielded tridents and nets.

Yoko carried a katana she’s had since she was turned in 1913.

Larissa found that she could shift into the dead and walk amongst them, careful to wield this power lest an unknown living mistake her for the real thing and kill her.

They could not stay at Nevermore or in Jericho, so they all decided that they would head to Addams Manor. The magic, dozens of bedrooms, a myriad of weapons, and well stocked caches of food in hidden vaults, made it an ideal safe zone.

They simply had to walk a little over 300 miles while fighting the undead.

“Try not to have too much fun breaking open skulls,” Xavier teased his girlfriend as they made final preparations for their journey. He had a quiver filled with bolts and an extra for regular arrows and a bow strapped to his back. In the event they were swarmed, he had a buck knife the size of his forearm strapped to his side.

She gave a small smile, as no one knew her better than Xavier Thorpe. She pulled him in for a desperate kiss, hoping he would never play the hero and would always choose to his own life.

She had very few regrets, one of them was waiting so long to come to terms with her feelings for him. They could have had a year together without the threat of being eaten for their flesh.

But then again, it did add a rather exciting element to their relationship, and no one questioned too deeply how much she was enjoying herself. As long as she destroyed the dead, they didn’t really care if she did it with a smile on her face.

Once Weems stopped pretending everything was going to be fine, she stopped policing the students from sleeping where and with whom they wanted.

To no one’s surprise, Enid and Ajax immediately roomed together, and Weems fervently prayed nightly that they used protection and didn’t fall pregnant.

To many’s surprise, Bianca took Divina and Kent as lovers which made Weems pray even harder.

Weems gave up and was convinced there was no God when Wednesday and Xavier were caught in his art shed, fresh from a supply run in town and covered in blood.

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