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yourmidnightlover · 1 year

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good vibrations

pairing: xavier thorpe x fem!reader

summary: you love been pent up for weeks now and just needed a quick release when you get interrupted by your best friend…

warnings: !not proofread! vibrators used (hahaha get it? the title), kinda simpy/puppy-esc xavier, unprotected piv, kinda bossy reader?

a/n: this is kind of a shortie, but it was in my head. i might revisit the idea and rewrite it much better, but we shall see. double post tonight… isn’t it wild??? anyways, enjoy, my loves <3

you knew xavier would be coming by soon to go with you to jericho for a late night outing. you just couldn’t help yourself.

you hadn’t been able to get yourself off for three weeks due to exams and everything going on. it didn’t help that your best friend, who you loved, always wanted to hang out. and you loved hanging out with him too! just not when you were horny as hell and absolutely had to get yourself off soon or you would explode.

at this point nothing would stop you from pulling out your vibrator and turning it on the lowest setting to get yourself worked up. god, the way it feels against your clit is perfect, even more so as you turn it up a level... again, and again until it's at its highest setting.

but it was still extremely hard to explain as he barged into your dorm, "you ready to go..." his eyes were trained on your vibrator positioned right between your legs, focused on that sensitive little nub that's been aching for days. you really weren't sure how he hadn't heard the vibrator from outside, it was on the highest setting. "yet?" his voice rose nearly three octaves as he spoke.

"i..." you had already switched the vibrator off before you froze for a second. you noticed him swiftly turning around, mumbling apologies as you covered yourself with your blanket, throwing your head back with a groan. "gahhh!" you practically growled. "I JUST WANT TO CUM, XAVIER!"

"ohhh my god," he swiftly switched back to reality as he began to walk towards the door.

"wait..." you told him as his hand was on the doorknob. "look, i'm sorry. i've just been a bit... frustrated and pent up the past few weeks. I figured i would take care of it before we went out because i really thought i was going to explode... anyway, i'm sorry."

"you-you don't have any reason to be," he shook his head as he turned towards you. "i mean it's natural for that to... y'know, yea. i mean i do it too, so i definitely know the feeling of needing that... release."

"exactly!" you sighed, glad that he wasn't repulsed by your actions... some people were weird about female masturbation. "do..." your mind began to wander. "do you feel that need right now?"

"y/n, i..." he ran his hand through his hir before taking a seat at your desk. "you don't know what you're even saying."

"then let me rephrase," you tossed your sheets off of your body, exposing your bare chest and body to him once more, "you can sit at the desk and watch me finish and then we'll go to jericho, or, we could help each other out with our frustrations?" you glanced down at his crotch, primarily the impressive bulge that only continued to grow.

"i-uh," you could see his chest beating harder as he eyed your pussy. "would-would that even be aright? like.. would that be alright with you?"

"do you know how long i've wanted this?" you sat up on the bed, your legs bent and wide open. "do you know what i was thinking about?" he shook his head 'no.' "i was thinking about your long fingers. about how long they are, how deep they would get inside me. god, i thought about you underneath me. how bad i want to sit on your hard dick and hear your moans."

"y/n," his breathing became audible as you now rose to your knees, reaching out to him as he approached you. you grasped his shirt's collar. "i really want you."

"thank fuck," you sighed as you let one hand cup the side of his neck, keeping eye contact as you leaned in until his lips finally touched yours.

his hands immediately went to your hips, gripping them hard enough to leave marks. he seemed hungry, starving even, for your touch. he began to roll his hips into yours before you used your own to roll him over on the bed, you hovering atop him.

"i think i'm gonna explode," his voice came out as a whimper, a beg for you to do something. "you're so perfect. always been perfect to me," your lips were attacking his neck, your hands working at his pants. "god, this must be a dream," his hands were roaming in your hair. "if it is a dream then i don't wanna wake up. not ever."

"xavier?"

"mhmm," your eyes finally met his with a kind but eager smile.

"help me get your pants off," you urged him, not even realizing that you had began to grind down on his legs. "now."

"mhmm-yea... yes," he lifted his hips for you so you could pull the elastic band down easier.

when you saw his dick spring up against his stomach the only word that came to your mind were: "holy fuck."

"wh-what is it?" he was now wearing a worried expression as if something had gone wrong, or he was disappointing in any way.

you grabbed his cock that was already leaking precum and began to lazily stroke it, "it's perfect, xay," you pressed one more kiss to his mouth before lining him up with your center. "so fucking perfect," you dragged your pussy up and down his dick as you asked, "condom? i'm clean and on birth control and i just… i just really need this."

"no, just... just do it," he nodded eagerly as his hands wandered over your body, grabbing at your breasts and hips. "please, y/n?"

you waited no longer, letting your pussy glide over his shaft, encompassing it in your own warmth. his mouth opened wide, small whimpers leaving his mouth before he clamped it shut, now biting down on his lip.

"god, it's so good," you let the thought that's been in your mind the past ten minutes of making out, the tension getting to you. "so good for me, xay," one hand was raking through his hair, gently tugging at the strands as the other was on his chest, used to keep yourself propped up.

"this really is heaven," he sighed as he threw his head back. "please don't stop," his hand went to the side of the bed, grabbing your vibrator before connecting it to your clit.

"holy fuck, that's so amazing, xavier," your body began to get out of rhythm, your hips staggering with every move you made.

"i've had dreams of this," he began to let his hips thrust up and down to meet your own. "god, i can feel the vibrating through your pussy. i've dreamed of this every way possible," he held onto you as your upper body collapsed on his chest, now letting his hips to all the work.

"i'm gonna-fuck," your arms were only tightening their hold around his neck. "i'm cumming, oh fuck-i'm cumming! don't stop, xavier, oh god!" you turned your face into his neck as your moans persisted.

"you feel so good, holy shit," his hips began to stutter as he fucked you through your high, bringing him to his own release. "where-fuck-where do you want it?"

"inside," you grasped tighly onto his hair, gently tugging on the roots. "need it inside."

"fuck," his hips stuttered once more as he filled your insides with his cum, letting a few more strokes fuck it all inside you.

you had a dazed smile plastered on your face when you muttered, “we’ve gotta do that more.”

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kaicubus · 1 year

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Dating Xavier Thorpe

warnings ✩° : bit of cursing, some suggestive things, wounds mentioned once.

pairing ✩° : xavier thorpe x gn!reader

authors note ✩° : this guy. THIS GUY. when i say some people just LOOK like boyfriends, i mean him. LIKE HAVE YOU SEEN PERCY WHITE. CMON NOWWWWWW.

- You're always catching Xavier staring at you, even when you're dating, because he just loves admiring you.

- Xavier lets you tie his hair up into buns and ponytails, but won’t actually admit he likes you playing with it. There’s only one time he admits it and that’s because he can’t handle all the rubbing and tugging at his hair when you're playing with it, when all of a sudden it just comes out as a hoarse whisper.

“Fuck, keep doing that.”

He gets embarrassed after and doesn't mention it at all again.

- He really enjoys painting and sketching you. In fact he keeps a little Y/n sketchbook where it’s just messy pencil and charcoal sketches of you doing various things. He keeps it for secret use though, so it’s like he’s appreciating you from afar despite being in a relationship with you.

- Has multiple sketches of you in his journals, sketchbooks, loose paper that’s tacked onto his walls, just because he really loves how you look.

- Xavier gets jealous, like a lot. He’ll stick out his jaw, roll his neck, crack his fingers, grind his teeth, and stare at you and the person if he thinks somethings going on when it really isn’t.

- If you're talking to someone, he pays EXTRA close attention to you and that person, more on the person to see if they try anything. But he completely loses focus on anything else around him if he notices you with someone else.

- He thinks it’s SO fun to tease you and mess with you but he won’t go out of his way to embarrass you, especially in public. The occasional touch on your ankle under your desk, secret laugh when you screw something up, and shoving you around playfully are just fine in his mind.

- Making out in his art shed ends up scattering all his paint brushes and pencils onto the floor, but he doesn’t mind cleaning it up once you two are done.

- If you touch the hairs on the back of his head that are on the nape of his neck??? Bro is GONE. Melted. Puddle. Goop. Mush. No more Xavier.

- Brings you into hugs or kisses by tugging on your belt of your uniform or by your tie and catching your lips onto his as he grins in the kiss.

- Loves having you in his lap, just holding you and rubbing his thumbs against your waist or his hands clasped together and them resting on your stomach, especially in public when you're both just talking to people. It’s his way of sort of claiming you and letting other people know you two are inseparable.

- I think his love language would probably be a mix of acts of service and touch, but more leaning towards acts of service. Xavier will take so much off your plate without even being asked to because he genuinely wants the best for you and wants you to be at peace all the time.

- He’ll also buy things you like, like your favorite drink, and just place it on your head.

- Sneaks into your dorm all the time to hang out, but always avoids your roommate because he’s convinced they don’t like him. This makes a lot of awkward situations where your roommate walks in and sees him shirtless or coming out of the shower with just a towel on. Maybe that’s why they don’t like him...

- Somehow he always gets random bruises and cuts?? So you're stuck sort of fixing his wounds and wrapping gauze and bandages around his knuckles and fingers, placing bandaids over his cheeks and nose, and cleaning out everything because of possible infections.

“You know, you really don’t have to do this, Y/n. It’s not even deep this time.”

“Just shut up and let me do this. How did you even cut your lip in your sleep?”

“You know that is a great question.”

- If you get cold easily, he basically makes you wear his hoodies. They're always within dress code so you can easily slide it over your top, but even in private he makes you wear his clothes because 1. you look cute in them and 2. he would rather sizzle and burn than to see you shiver ONCE.

- Ok he doesn't seem like it, but Xavier can be super clumsy sometimes. Like if he’s laughing too hard, he’ll fall over and trip backwards, sometimes even bringing you down with him too. It can be pretty funny at times especially when you both fall together.

- Xavier really likes the way you smell, so in a totally not weird way when he hugs you he likes putting his hands up your back and stuffing his face into your neck or chest and staying there for as long as he can before you pry him off of you.

- He can be pretty petty sometimes so there are moments where he misjudges a situation and makes it bigger than it already is. Xavier is one to jump to conclusions so if he thinks you're cheating on him he will ignore you and give you rude stares until you finally confront and clear things up with him.

- After that he’s pretty content. Protective, but content.

- If you're mad at him, it’s like the end of the world to him. Xavier will quite literally sneak into your dorm if you’re ignoring him and confront you about it. There’s no boundaries he WOULDN'T cross for you, even breaking and entering.

- Definitely does a lot to impress you. Sometimes it’s not that noticeable but other times it’s very obvious when he does things to make you smile or laugh. Bonus points when you actually do because your smile becomes EXTREMELY contagious.

- He’s very obedient towards you, so arguments don’t last long. If you ask him to do something, he does it. Begs you to forgive him.

- Xavier loves bringing you out to the forest around his art shed where you two spend hours aimlessly just walking and talking about random things. He’ll even do the thing where he holds your hand when you walk up on a log or a rock to make sure you don’t fall and hurt yourself.

- Really likes having you around when he’s drawing, practicing archery, or fencing. He just does better when you're there to watch and support him!!!

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pinkydevil16 · 1 year

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Hii! Can we have some Ajax x reader x Xavier smut pls

Love your stories btw!

EIFEL TOWER MOTHERFUCKERS AND THEY ARE SO COCKY!!

Y/n whimpered as she tried to hold herself up, Ajax pounding into her from behind as Xavier held her hair thrusting into her mouth, both of them grinning at each other and high fiving as they looked down at her.

"Look at our little slut. Can't take both of us can you? You look do exhausted Y/n just admit you can't do it." Xavier grins as he looks down at her Ajax thrusting harder pushing her further onto Xavier's cock as she gags a little tears escaping her eyes as she shakes her head lightly refusing to give them the satisfaction.

"If you admit you can't you can cum, come on sweetness you've been waiting for ages just say sorry and beg for our forgiveness." Y/n cries harder as she moans around Xavier's cock Ajax hitting her perfectly as her body shakes almost cumming until Ajax pulls out ruining her orgasm as he shoots cum over her butt his hand cumming to pull apart her folds as he pouts at Xavier.

"She's begging for is Xav, too bad she's such a brat." Xavier smirks pushing her head deeper as he cums down her throat Ajax watching her clench around nothing as she moans at the feeling the two of them smirking at each other as Y/n collapses between them so sensitive she can't keep her legs together licking her lips as she pants out with innocent eyes.

"Please. I want to cum. I'm sorry." Ajax and Xavier grin as each other as they drag her towards them, Ajax sitting behind her as he circles her clit, Xavier between her thighs as he pushes his tongue in and out of her, Y/n moaning as Ajax holds her still. "You look so pretty." Ajax whispers in her ear as she pants trying to close her legs as Xavier holds them open ruthlessly tongue fucking her as she yelps her head falling onto Ajax's shoulder as he kisses her silences her loud moans as she cums squirting over Xavier's chin as he laps at her moaning as he presses his face closer gripping her thighs tightly before moving back and looking at her with his face on her thigh, Y/n opening her eyes slowly as Ajax grins at her looking down to see Xavier's face covered in her cum smirking at her.

"I think we should see how many times she can cum before she breaks." Y/n's eyes widened as she goes to protest Ajax putting his hand over her mouth as he nods agreeing with Xavier as they manhandle her.

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heavenlyvixen · 1 year

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This is so dreamy.

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waviermylove · 1 year

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𝘟𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘦

ᴛᴇxᴛ ᴘᴏꜱᴛ

#xavier thorpe #wednesday xavier thorpe #Xavier Thorpe text post #I’m kinda obsessed with this recently #text post #netflix wednesday #Netflix #percy hynes white #wednesday 2022

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kumiho20 · 2 months

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Percy with dad

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mykinkyyandere · 1 year

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Yandere Xavier Thorpe (Based on S1)

AO3

Pairings: Yandere/Dark! Xavier Thorpe X gn!Reader

Warnings: Yandere, dark, contains smut describes, language, noncon/dubcon touches & kisses, stalking, stealing stuffs, obsession, possession, obsessive/possessive/delusional/controlling/ behaviours, overly protective, manipulation, threatening, implied future kidnapping, implied secret smut, implied sexual fantasies, making the reader feel extremely guilty, emotional contol, emotional abuse, sexual abuse, shouting (sorry if i missed sth)

A/N: I believe I've posted this work on December 13th. After the scandals about the actor, I've decided not to write or post anything about him, except for this work because I've put a lot of effort into these headcanons. Then, while quickly deleting my reblogs about him, I've accidentally deleted this work as well. It was already available on AO3, so I didn't see the need to repost it here. But I've changed my mind, and I don't want to use his face.

Welcome. You can be a regular normie working in a coffee shop, or a regular outcast who goes to Nevermore High. Maybe your life is full of events, maybe you wish you could get rid of your boring life. Your outlook on life is pink or black, your behavior towards people is warm or cold, your heart is open or closed to love... Maybe love is such an insignificant detail for you that you don't even bother to think about it, maybe love is a wish you sleep and dream about every night. You name it. Is it a luck or a curse to have someone who would fall madly in love with you in every single situation? Many possibilities, but one outcome. You are doomed to a sick lover.

Xavier Thorpe. You probably don't know him. He's more interested in spying on you from afar and sticking your face in his mind. Dreaming about you each night then reflecting his fantasies on his canvas is offically his number one hobby. His roommate definitely knows his obsession and sees that it's more than just a blind love. His pinboard and sketch books are full of you, and he even sees some obscene drawings Xavier missed to hide. Creepy and sad, he thinks. He tries to talk about it with Xavier but gives up when he gets aggressive. He doesn't want to involve himself in this and leaves you to him.

Xavier enjoys admiring you from afar before approaching you. As an artist, he's aware that life, like art, has stages, and he allows each to take its time as it needs. Especially if it's your life and time. He's very attentive and patient. Admiring all the time.

Actually, if we go where all this obsession begins, your face starts lingering in his mind before he even sees you. His dreams have a complete effect on the development of his obsession. He saw your future together. He saw you being his soulmate. You're the one, you're his true love. It's unclear how long he's had his dreams, but it sure has been long enough for him to be mad about you.

When he sees you for the first time, an intense emotion pierces his heart. Hard to describe. His heart aches and beats like crazy, his breathing becomes erratic, and he becomes dizzy. The urge to kidnap you in that moment and lock you up where no one can find you becomes irresistible. He gets so jealous that he wants to be the only person who can be around you, look at you and talk to you. An intense jealousy that he doesn't want to share you with anyone and that always hurts him. He can't help staring at you, maybe that's partly why he's not in a rush to get you. You're so perfect that it's a pleasure for him to watch you live.

If you're a normie, seeing you in limited time kills him inside. Although he appreciates each of the stages individually, staying away from you for the tortured time encourages him to shorten or skip these stages. What's the point if he can't see you? He already starts manipulating you into loving him. What do you do if a charismatic and handsome young man gives you the most beautiful drawing you've ever seen in your life and asks you to give him a chance? Plus it moves! Even if you don't fall for these tricks, he doesn't give up trying. He'll get you eventually and he prefers your free will. It may be too late for a normie to realize his dark obsessions. Like, "going on multiple dates and giving him the exact moment he needs to finally kidnap you and not letting you go anywhere ever again" kinda late. It's easier to have you if you're a normie.

If you're an outcast, be prepared to be stalked. Do you feel like there's someone following you wherever you go? Even in your bedroom it feels like someone is watching you from the balcony? Unfortunately and naturally he can't stalk you all the time, but he watches over you as best he can. He also misses you a lot. After dozens of dreams, drawings, and collecting collections (correct, he makes a habit of going into your room and taking everything he thinks you won't notice) he finally decides it's time to talk to you. With small steps.

Sitting next to each other in class: His eyes are always on you. It's impossible not to notice this, of course you noticed. Almost creepy. He looks at you so much that all the teachers want to separate you. It's not clear whether he's there for the lessons or for a movie that you're the main star. He always entertains you with small moving drawings so that you don't get bored and smile all the time.

During the lesson, he takes off the hair tie with which he makes a bun and puts it on your wrist. He definitely wants to see it there until your "relationship" gets serious. If he can't see it, he questions where it went and gently tells you that wearing it makes him happy. So please wear it. Please.

Helping you with your homework: If you want, he can even do all your homework and won't let you get stressed, but this would be so obvious, right? Besides, when you're struggling, it's much better if he takes the opportunity to lean you on his shoulder and help you by smelling your hair from the top of your head. It's a win-win.

His exclusive drawing lessons just for you: No matter what your talent is, he insists on practicing together and sharing your art. He takes you to his special drawing area where he doesn't take anyone. After removing everything about you, of course. Oh, his instinct to chain you just over there... He leans over your shoulder and takes your hand and guides you slowly. Your spine chills when he gently grasp the back of your neck with his other hand. Is all this a bit too much? But he denies it.

When you take a break, you look around and see a painting that escaped his notice. Your painting. You're likely to find it innocent. But the panic on his face looks like there's more than that. You ask him why he's so worried. He lets out a nervous smile. "I don't want you to think I'm a crazy pervert." You ask if you can keep it. "Of course you can, I have- I, I have to start our lesson in a minute so, let's sit."

He's a sneaky guy who really knows how to play so that you don't sense anything wrong. So you accept to be his prom date. Eventually become his darling. He feels on top of the world. Being a "wealthy snob", he gives you everything you want and need. Whether you like it or not, he can't stop the urge to take good care of you. You deserve the best. If you don't accept he'll put emotional pressure on you to accept.

You have no idea how devastated he is when you faint or have an accident. He's very worried about your health, very afraid that something will happen to you, and always needs to make sure that you're okay. The fear of seeing something bad about you because of his unrelated dreams inevitably pervades him, so he's extra strict about your health. Always there for you if something happens. He takes your hand, looks into your eyes for a few seconds and says that you scared him. And that he missed you so much.

He's very calm and controlled until a new player joins the game. Now he's aggressive, resentful, impulsive and jealous. You can see him competing with them. Whatever they offer you, he comes with more. He never lets them spend time with you. When you're alone he speaks to you in carefully chosen sentences to make you feel bad and stay away from them. He knows how to portray himself as the victim. "Why do you want to spend time with them and not me? Maybe you don't care about me at all. Can't you see how much you hurt me?" Along with the psychological pitfalls and the emotional responsibility of a finely crafted relationship, he manages to keep you bonded to himself. Your little aspirants? Don't worry, they will never, ever talk to you again.

Unwanted experiences cause unwanted results. As his jealousy rises to high levels, he starts to visibly control you. "Where were you, why did you go, dangerous to go alone, who was there, stay by my side, stay in your room..." He gradually establishes his dominance over you under the name of possessive boyfriend. He's so gentle and full of love all the time, you can't see the red flags. He's just protecting you, that's all. But Ajax and Enid are disagree. They try to warn you many times and Ajax talks to Xavier but it doesn't end well. As a result, they go on with their lives with a threat that they can never dare to come near and confuse you again.

Monster cases make him even more paranoid. You being in the middle of danger stresses him a lot, as if his romantic rivals aren't enough to drive him crazy. His dreams get complicated and he thinks it's about you. He has to protect you. If you haven't noticed by now, you'll start noticing red flags from this point on. His efforts to control you become overwhelming. "Stay in your room for me, if you love me don't leave my side, if you really care about me you won't go there..." You get tired of him making you feel guilty and responsible. You also find more of your own sketches. Some are... His defense is surprisingly reckless. "I love you so much and what's wrong with drawing my darling's sexy body?"

He wants you to wear his clothes. It won't kill you to wear his jacket when you go out, don't worry. He wants to walk under the same umbrella, eat on the same dessert plate, listen music from the same earphone. There's a good chance he'll even want a matching tattoo. Being rich allows him to buy a necklace or bracelet that he has specially designed for the two of you. Valuable, unique, and private items should always be worn. They represent your commitment to each other. He wants everything that proves you belong to him.

He's also not as soft as he used to be. He's being a little harsh on you and you find that it's because of his jealousy and his desire to control you. Without trying to hide it, he gets angry directly at you, holds you harshly and leans you on his chest. Squeezes your arm hard and brings your chin to his face. Or he pulls you into his lap and hold you tight, looking around sharply. Emotional violence? There's no such thing. It's his instinct to protect you.

Being taller and stronger than you gives him an advantage. Like dragging you wherever he wants without permission. Or the way he puts his big body in front of you when you want to go. Seriously, you must have realized that you can't go anywhere without him anymore. Can't you see how dangerous it is? And most importantly, you are his. Only his. What the hell are you doing alone, away from him?

He starts touching and kissing you without permission. He grips your hair and neck comfortably and buries his lips in yours. He can't hide his excitement as his hands abuse your body, he's pretty horny. After waiting for long periods of time, taking it so slow and satisfying himself with your paintings all those times... Makes him want to put you in bed and fuck you for hours.

How angry he gets when you try to avoid him. He shouts and says he has the right to touch you because he loves you and you love him. "Don't you love me too? What's the point of running away from me then, huh? Are you disgusted with me? Don't tell me you're playing with my feelings!" You feel guilty enough and make love to him but it just doesn't feel right. He's your boyfriend, so why do you feel like you're forced? This can't be harassment, or can it be?

When he feels that you want to break up and is pushing you too hard, he's ready with a surprise to confuse you. He reminds you how much he loves you and that he's always the first day Xavier. He's soft on you for a while, distracting you from your thoughts and then unknowingly gets obsessive again. How long can this go on like this? He knows that he'll eventually have to take drastic measures. Sirens are the last option for him. Wednesday would be a perfect and sufficient threat to stop you.

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blakeswritingimagines · 1 year

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#xavier thorpe #xavier x reader #xavier thorpe imagines #xavier x you #xavier thrope imagine #xavier x y/n #wednesday xavier thorpe #texts

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lovealwaysdusted · 1 year

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Dusted Memories (xavier thorpe x female reader)

Content warnings:mentions of death and loss of friends,mentions of a hit and run,teen angst,

Xavier and you became best of friends,while he learned to trust your judgement rather quickly when he was going through his break up with Bianca,because of you he found out she was controlling him,an his thoughts and feelings.

He swore you and Wednesday would of became best friends the way you both were strangely quiet,though you were more focused on art,though your abilities had nothing to do with it,you would rather read then engage in conversation with others.

Xavier and You spent a lot of time together,creating art together as well as talking to each other without judgement and being there for each other,but he didn’t quite realize when you two slowly stopped hanging out as much as you normally did.Slowly going from every day to every few days to weeks.

Believing your guys friendship had dusted into memories,like the thick layers of dust that covered the shelves as you had slowly peeled it away from the dark worn book shelve that held at least thousands of years of others memories and life stories,something that you always found endearing,the idea of if you never right things down hundred years from now is anyone really truly gonna remember you,will your story be one of the hundreds that get altered throughout time.

The thick cold air burned your lungs,giving you the feeling you couldn’t breathe,part of you begged for the feeling,giving you a feeling to keep fighting.A feeling you wanted to give up on so long ago,while you watched your best friend you have been in love with for years falling in love with hard with Wednesday Adams,a girl who lacks emotion on many levels,Dark clothing that seemed to match her heart,an her uncaring for others emotions.

The book you were reading was written by who you assumed to be around your age,telling the story as if they were there the moment it had happened,a curved road surrounded by trees that seemed to have lost there leaves,the story of a elderly man who was on his way home late one night from his job tired,an had dozed off while driving killing two kids running from the direction of Nevermore,the elderly man was never found,an the kids had been in love with each other at least from the perspective of others.

Your attention was quickly drawn to two people standing in front of you while another came shortly behind them,xavier and Wednesday and a girl with short blonde hair that seemed to love any color if it was bright.

As you looked up you didn’t say anything to them as you looked at who you thought was your best friend who looked down at you as if he had no clue even the slightest to drawn to watching the way Wednesday slowly moved closer to you.

“Xavier says you could help us,there’s something extremely strange going on,something some monster killing people” Wednesday said though it was clear she was interested in it,her tone of voice never changed.

“I would rather not be drawn into the drama of crazy ideas you have,there is no monster,look where your at” you told her as you got up from the cold cement not even reaching out for Xavier’s hand as he went to help you up.

Xavier let his hand fall back to his side as he had glanced at Wednesday before looking back at you “you got a eye for these kind of things” he tried to rope you in one last time watching as you walked away quietly while Wednesday tilted her head watching you leave.

For months you watched as Xavier fell more and more in love with Wednesday adams,it’s not that you deeply hated her as if you had some reason to,but the extreme lack of emotion or care for others you hated,you didn’t go to the dance to watch him with her or see him be jealous watching as Wednesday danced with Tyler,a normal boy who worked at his dads local coffee shop not knowing at the time what he would turn out to be.

Slowly over time months had passed but to you it had felt like actual years while everyone was getting ready to leave Nevermore for the summer,Xavier couldn’t help but noticed as he was waiting for his girlfriend Wednesday,seeing one of Bianca’s best friends and a boy who was known as the freak for the fact he could time travel,heading out of your room with your things.

He couldn’t even think back to the last time he had even saw you,the most he could remember was when they had asked you for help hunting down the monster who had been Tyler.

“Hey what are you doing with all of her things?” He asked trying to act as if he wasn’t prying because he knew full well he was realizing he hadn’t seen in best friend in probably six months.

Your best friend everyone called a freak who secretly shared the same ability as you that you never told anyone spoke up “well wouldn’t you like to know,but seeing as how you didn’t care then you should just stay out of it” he snapped at Xavier who was a little shocked to see someone who was barely five feet tall back talking someone who could easily take him.

“Would you just tell me” he told him not wanting to actually fight the kid who had sighed “you never once thought to question why she turned down helping you?” Adam asked him “she was helping you,you just couldn’t see it,she can time travel and she did every single time something even so wrong you died,an trust me you died multiple times trying to prove yourself to Wednesday.” He told him watching as Xavier had ti switch which leg he was standing on.

“Where is she?” He had asked him again a little ancy as he was filled with worry as the kid rested his hand on Xavier’s shoulder showing him exactly where you were.

You were in Nevermore,or what was the ruins of Nevermore burnt down into the crisp of ashes as fire and monsters were out like never before and amongst it all,you were alone,everyone and actually everyone was dead as he could see himself slumped against the wall dead,while you were trying everything to save everyone,an the school itself.

He watched as his best friend he slowly realized he was in love with and missed having by his side was and had always been in love with him as you were crying seeing his lifeless body again for who knows number of times.

“She’s stuck in the inbetween,she time travled so much in such a little amount of time,she’s stuck in the past,a past where everyone she loves and cares about is dead,an a past where nothing really exists” he told Xavier as he focused back in on reality wiping his face realzing he had been crying.

You had always been there..even if he didn’t see you

#wednesday #xavier x reader #xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe x you #wednesday xavier #Wednesday Xavier thorpe

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scisetforever · 1 year

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this is my new obsession.

it has been said that wednesday blinks during moments where her eyes carry emotional weight. she’s blinked multiple times but i just wanna draw attention to these specific blinks:

here she blinks TWICE in one shot. wowza

she also blinks here

and very VERY subtly here

and lastly in this scene (i couldn’t get exact frames but u get the idea)

as far as i’m aware wednesday hasn’t blinked in the presence of another character this much other than our king, XAVIER. plus these aren’t even the only times. and since wednesday’s blinking symbolises emotional weight, it is evident that there are some FEELINGS coming from wednesday’s part (if the acting hasn’t hinted at that already)*dramatically gasps*

thank you for reading my very detailed essay. it is 1am and i think i deserve some sleep…but i’m not gonna sleep.

#wednesday addams #wednesday spoilers #wednesday xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe #wednesday season 1 #wednesday addams x xavier thorpe #i am not ok #i should be writing essays for my holiday homework #not this

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yourmidnightlover · 1 year

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experimental

pairing: xavier thorpe x fem!reader

summary: due to an influx of female students, you are roomed with xavier thorpe as a sort of experiment. what happens when you become plagued with a frightening nightmare?

warnings: kinda enemies to sorta lovers, cuddling bc duh, there are some things that aren't answered or brought back up so i guess there's a possibility for a part 2 that gets... intimate??

a/n: it’s a cliche and i’m a sucker for it. we're gonna pretend weems never died bc that was a disgrace.

when you found out you would be paired with a guy you thought maybe that meant more storage space for yourself, maybe even you’d get some nice eye candy to look at. but nope. you got xavier thorpe. respectively, he is nice to look at, but he’s also a total jerk.

it started when you first got to nevermore a year ago, before the murders happened. you had been partnered with him on a few projects and he consistently ignored you when you tried to spark a conversation. each opinion you asked him for, he always gave you the shortest answer possible.

you don't think he knows of your involvement with the hyde. you knew of his involvements and interactions, the accusations. you were best friends with enid before wednesday came along. admiring the way wednesday and enid had some sort of magnetic connection, you gave them some space for whatever they had.

what you didn't expect was for her to call for your help the night of the attack. with your ability to manipulate nature, you would be quite a big help in a forest. neither you nor enid could anticipate the ricochet of a tree ripped from its roots being thrown at enid. luckily, you got there in time to knock enid out of the way. unfortunately that meant that you got hit by the tree, rendering you unconscious and in a coma for weeks until weems announced the early ending of the semester.

that night still haunts you in dreams, somtimes while you're still awake when it's been a long day.

regardless, you thought he was petty and maybe just a douche but what tipped you over the edge was when you heard him making fun of you with a few of his friends.

“she just keeps trying to talk to me!” there was no emotion other than frustration that you could detect in his voice. the people surrounding him began laughing. “is it not completely obvious as to why i’ve been ignoring her?” you heard the venom in his scoff, and you became happy his back was turned to you, sure that the look on his face was nothing but smug and smiley.

“dude, you’re screwed,” another person piped in with a laugh. you had heard enough. you swiftly walked away, sure not to disturb anything so you wouldn’t grab any attention.

as a result, you treated him as he first treated you. you gave him attitude, short answers, and on occasion some nasty looks.

when you saw xavier thorpe’s unwelcoming face as weems led you to your new room, you were beyond disappointed. you could tell he was too as his eyes widened before his brows rose in an obvious look of discomfort.

“welcome to your new home for the next semester, ms. y/l/n,” she pat your shoulder before leaving abruptly, allowing you to settle into the room.

“look,” you sighed as you heard her heels step down the hall. “i know this’ll be more than difficult for the both of us, so let’s just stay out of each others way as much as possible?”

he rose his hands in defense before nodding, “whatever you want,” he pressed his lips into a fine line.

you rolled your eyes before plopping your bags down beside the bed, letting yourself lay down on it. you could get through this. sure, you wouldn’t have a safe place to go to when you needed it. you wouldn’t have a quiet place to do homework. but you had a place to sleep and to shower and that was fine.

within a couple of weeks, you had made a schedule. you took into consideration his tendency to sleep in and stay out late. in spite of his best efforts, you did know about the art shed.

everyone knows he loves to draw and he doesn’t do it as often in his own room nor in an art room. sometimes he wouldn’t even come back at night, which meant he had to have another place to sleep.

one day, you may have gotten a bit worried as to where he was and simply watched which way he went into the woods. after searching for a short amount of time, you found the shed.

bathroom time:

6:00-7:00 ~ y/n

7:00-8:00 ~ xavier

7:00-8:00 ~ y/n

8:00-whenever ~ xavier

you proudly posted the schedule on the window where he often tapes up a few of his pieces, that way he was sure to see it. it wasn't you trying to be snooty and righteous, it was merely just so you could avoid any awkward interactions.

"seriously?" he scoffed late at night, or more in the morning. you sat up in your bed with a roan, making a noise to ask what he was talking about. "you made a fucking bathroom schedule?"

"it's-it's," you took a sip of water that sat by your bed before rubbing your eyes and checking the clock. 3:53. "it's just so we don't accidentally walk in while the other is showering and shit. basically, i can shower from those times and you can do the same."

"so you just want to dictate my life now?" he scoffed as you heard the rustling of clothes, probably his jacket being discarded.

"no, thorpe," you sighed as you threw your head back on the bed. this boy just wasn't getting it. "look, i took into consideration the fact that you like to sleep in. classes start at 8, so you can shower at 7:30 or whenever because you never wake up earlier than that," you sat back up once more and threw your blanket off of you. "and you stay out all night at that art shed of yours, which is fine! but since you're not even in here at 7 i figured it would be fine to just say that the bathroom is reserved during that time, alright?" you were angry now. it's been a while since you've gotten enough sleep, or uninterrupted sleep. and now he's ruined it.

"i didn't know you thought about that," you were able to make out his figure sitting down on the bed. "sorry," he said it so quietly it was almost as if he didn't want you to hear.

"just turn on the light," you instructed him. "i'm not gonna get any sleep tonight anyway," you huffed before grabbing a book from your nightstand, flipping your lamp on to illuminate the room.

"look, i am sorry," he turned towards you with a soft face. "i know how hard it can be to actually get a good nights' sleep," when you made eye contact you didn't see a face of pity, but of understanding.

"it's fine," you turned to your bookmarked page and began reading, although you weren't really taking in any of the words on the page.

"i uhm-i visited you," he added as he now walked over to his desk, rummaging through his sketchbook. you looked up at him with a questioning face. "when you were hospitalized after everything. enid did too, but i just wanted to make sure that someone was there when you woke up."

"you weren't," you shook your head, your focus on the book now dead. "you weren't there when i woke up. nobody was there."

"i went to get something to eat," you heard the smile on his face. "it's so stupid. i missed you waking up because of food. but you hadn't woken up in weeks and nobody knew when you would. i figured i'd grab something and come back and just keep drawing or something while you sleep. but you were awake."

"i didn't think anyone really cared," you shrugged, looking down where your book lay closed.

"i'm sorry you were alone when you woke up, nobody should have to go through that," when you looked back up, he was at the foot of your bed with a sheet of paper. "this is one of the many drawings i made when you were asleep. you should have it."

it was one of you in a coma, but instead of a hospital bed you were in a field of flowers. the nose cannula was replaced with vines, flowers growing from each tendril. you even had a bouquet of flowers in your hand, a crown of them on your head. you didn't even look like you were dying, or close to it. you looked ethereal.

"wow."

"if it's too much, i-"

"no, no," you interrupted with a smile growing on your face. "i-i don't think i would have ever described myself as beautiful, but somehow that's the only word that comes to my mind when looking at this. thank you."

"thank you," he grasped the end of your bedframe before walking back to his own. "i think i'm gonna shower, keeping with the schedule and all."

you nodded, "alright," you were glad he walked away. he couldn't see the tears form or fall from your eyes.

you never went to sleep that night. you set the drawing beside your bed and attempted to continue your book, even when xavier got out of the shower. the last thing you wanted was to start to even remotely like the guy you've sworn to hate. if you can't protect your mind, all you can protect is your dignity at this point.

now, three weeks later, everything is going rather smoothly. the bathroom schedule is being kept and respected, your grades are looking good, no nightmares. the thing with your nightmares is that the longer you don't have one, the worse the next one might be. last time you went four weeks without a nightmare, you woke up screaming in a hot sweat. it had now been around six.

not even to mention the horror that would happen if xavier were actually in the room when it happened. you would be humiliated. he would probably yell it to the whole school, how scared you are.

you had been readying yourself. now supplied with essential oils, doing yoga, meditation, and many other fail-safes, you thought you were almost exempt from any sort of nightmare creeping up on you.

another thing you had started doing to help calm yourself was to go on runs. through a distinct path in the woods, the smell of pine and slight floral would calm you.

though, this run felt different. at a certain point, your body felt rigid. the stiffness in your muscles told you something was off on this run. the crunching of the leaves felt less like a welcome home and more like a warning.

after feeling like you were being followed, you turned around to see xavier walking out of his shed. you hadn't realized you were out that far. you stopped abruptly, laughing at yourself for being so afraid.

"god, you scraed me, thorpe," you held your hand over your heart as you took a deep breath.

"oh, sorry," he smiled as he made his way over to you. "what're you doing out here? i thought you'd be in the shower by now."

"wanted to clear my head, so... went on a run," he nodded in understanding. "you planning on coming back to the room to sleep tonight?"

"i guess we'll see," he smiled as he took a step closer to you. his hands found your waist, holding you softly as if you were fragile. maybe you were.

"i guess so," your arms were thrown over his shoulders as he began to lean down, his lips almost connecting with yours before you heard something behind him.

you stopped in the motions, looking behind him to see the hyde making angry steps towards you. you pushed xavier to the side and told him to run. as stupid as guys are, he decided to look behind him to see what was happening.

"xavier, go!" you urged him as you threw a gust of wind towards te hyde, one that would normally knock an army over. "it's not safe!"

"i'm not leaving you!" he stood by your side as the hyde began to launch objects towards you. he had terrible aim.

then, the moment came. a tree that had been uprooted, that would have knocked the hyde down, was now being hurtled your way. with the way it was travelling, it would hit you dead center.

xavier got in front of you, holding your shoulders, "you're alright, y/n! i'm here!"

"xavier!" your body jolted upwards in a panic, your limbs shaking.

when you finally regained your vision, you were met with a frantic xavier. his eyes were looking at you panicked, his hands cradling your waist and face.

"hey, you're okay," he was holding you so soft. you felt safe. "i'm right here, y/n," you realized you were sitting in your bed, him sitting where your legs weren't tangled.

you didn't realize the hot tears trailing down your face until xavier wiped them for you, "you were... you were gonna die. you stood in front of the-in front of me and it was-and we were," he guided your face into his neck as he brought you into a hug.

"it was a nightmare; you're safe now," he pressed a kiss to your hairline as you sobbed into his chest. arms wrapping around his middle, his own arms tightened on your body to make you feel more secure.

you sat there until the sobs subsided. xavier's hands began to trace your back. at some point, your legs became wrapped around his body with you in his lap. it wasn't in a sexual way. it was in a comforting, needing to be near to him kind of moment.

his smell was oddly comforting. it was a mix of the woods he was always in, paint, and sage. you were scared to close your eyes again, to see him being killed. maybe spending so much time with him has made you a bit fond of the guy. maybe more than fond...

"i'm scared, xavier," you sighed into his chest, clutching tighter to his shirt.

"i know you are," he pulled back to look at your disheveled state. "you wanna try to sleep together? i mean like-like in my bed with me. not like sleep together with like... yea. i wouldn't take advantage of you like that. i'm gonna shut up now," a blush washed over his face, turning it as red as you could see in the dim light.

"i would like to," you nodded as a smile creeped up on your face. "if that's alright?"

"of course, of course," his hands raked through your hair, smoothing it down from a probably incredibly messy state. "here, hold on tight," he gripped your thighs as he rose to his feet, walking over to his bedand sitting down.

you rolled over to the side of him and let him get underneath the covers before you followed suit. "can i-can we like... cuddle?"

"why else would i carry you all the way over here?" he opened his arms for you to roll into. you rested your head on his chest, your hands wrapping around his middle once again as his went around your shoulders.

you waited a beat before you fell asleep before admitting, "i think i like you," almost immediately succumbing to the frightful state of sleep

xavier waited until he heard your breath even out, "i've always liked you."

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kaicubus · 1 year

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Being academic rivals with Xavier

warnings ✩° : cursing, tension, rivalsssss eheheh...

pairing ✩° : xavier thorpe x gn!reader

authors note ✩° : forgot to mention i’m making my preferences more short bc a long time ago my cousin said that i should keep preferences relatively short and sweet.

- As a the top student of your class, it was easy getting good grades. You basically never had to study. That was until Xavier Thorpe became number one and humiliated you, knocking you down to second.

- He is EXTREMELY sarcastic when it comes to messing with you. I’m talking the type of sarcasm that makes you want to jump on him and rip his hair out level sarcasm.

- But it’s ok because that’s his way of messing with you.

- Assigned seats are a thing, unfortunately, and even worse : in nearly all your classes, you’re forced against your will to sit next to Xavier.

- See it wouldn’t be much of an issue if he weren’t so tall. But he is, so his extra length causes him to occasionally brush up against your arm or leg with his own. It’s inevitable but when it happens, both of your minds just buffer.

- He doesn’t say sorry, instead he just pretends like it never happened, but he also sneaks a glance towards you to see how you reacted when he accidentally did bump into you.

- He seems to always be in the library whenever you are, so if you choose to sit by him he’s going to try and strike up a conversation.

“What are you studying?”

“History.”

“Cool. Need help?”

“Does it look like I need help?”

“Honestly? Yeah, it kinda does.”

- If you constantly worry and stress over school ((twins)) and Xavier sees that? Best believe he’s going to make an attempt to try and be there for you. A simple note from a paper he tore from his stash in his bag, he would ask if you're ok. When you're obviously not, you'd say you were to avoid any more interactions with him. But he knows.

- SUPER competitive in art and sports. They're the only time he’s actually smiling and laughing with his friends and expressing extreme emotion around you. Otherwise he’s calm, cool and collected.

- If he loses to you in a sport or competition of some sorts, he’ll sort of throw a tantrum. Like, smash a tennis racket on the ground kinda way or breaking his pencil and throwing it. Sometimes it backfires and hits him right back in the face. It’s cute.

- Group projects...you're almost always assigned to have HIM as your partner. Everyone in the room can feel the tension. The two most competitive academic scholars of Nevermore...right next to each other...working...TOGETHER???

- Despite your history with each other, Xavier wants to talk to you. He’ll find any excuse to talk to you under all those eye rolls and crossed arms.

- The ONE time you ask for help from him is during an art project worth 80% of your grade. One thing led to another and you now have a whole splash of red paint over your almost finished canvas. Ashamed and embarrassed, you ask the guy who you know to be an absolute god at art, Xavier.

- Through the whole thing, he coaches you through fixing and removing all the paint, of course at first he said “You know, it’s pretty fucked up, I don’t think there’s anything I can do to help you” but once he saw the tears in your eyes he stopped immediately and started to help you.

- Ever since then he’s made passing complements towards your art.

- He makes snide comments like, “Admit it, you like talking to me,” or, “When are you going to accept that you think what I do is impressive?” just to get a rise out of you.

- Since you two are a part of different friend groups, you don’t see each other at lunch a whole lot. Sometimes you’ll see him at his table of friends, and he’ll notice you too, but it isn’t long before Ajax or Rowan do something stupid and his attention is locked back onto his friend group.

- Constant glares from across the room or passing through halls by you, and eye rolls and teasing grins from him.

- “This would be a lot faster if you just let me help you.”

- He’s the type to have a nickname for you because of something dumb you did when he was around. Yes, he makes it known that he’s talking to you when he uses it, and yes, everyone knows.

#wednesday #wednesday addams #wednesday series #wednesday fanfic #wednesday xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier thorpe x y/n #xavier thorpe fanfic #xavier thorpe prefrences #rivals to lovers #kaicubus

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