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NO LONGER HIS| T.WOLFF

Pairing; Toto Wolff x Ex!wife!reader

Summary; Toto now has to face the consequences of his actions that tore your family apart.

Warnings; angst, heartbreak

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You loved him more than anything, supported him through everything and sacrificed way more than you should have.

You had given him your all but it hadn’t been enough.

Your family hadn’t been enough for him.

He had made you feel like a queen the entire time you were married; you couldn’t deny that there were hardships when he was travelling the world and you were left to deal with your own heavily demanding job whilst also raising your son, but even through that you had never expected the heartbreak he had caused you.

You had never in your life thought that Toto could break you the way he did but it was really just a lesson learnt that you don’t really know someone as well as you think you do.

That night when he came home you could immediately tell that something was wrong, that something had happened and so you had put Jack to bed early before going back downstairs to ask him what the problem was.

You would never forget the words he muttered that night, they still replayed in your head over and over again, tormenting you sleep and acting like a rain cloud hovering over your head as you tried to go about your day.

"I slept with Lara."

Your heart had dropped as he spoke those words, it was as though the entire world had came crashing down onto your body.

You knew Lara.

Lara, his assistant that had looked you straight in the eye each time they spoke and treated you with nothing but kindness.

She had been very kind. Kind enough to fuck your husband.

You didn’t speak, simply stared at him as you processed the situation. Strangely, you didn’t feel anger, you felt many things; sadness, disappointment, loads and loads of betrayal but no anger because you were never one to get angry. Seemingly even when the man in front of you had torn your family apart.

The remorse was clear as day on his face but it made you feel nothing, you had no forgiveness for him.

That night, Toto had crawled into your cold bed, his chest heavy when you didn’t subconsciously turn over and cuddle into him, instead you remained facing away for him, body rigid and uncomfortable.

The next morning, Toto had woken to an empty bed and an empty house. You had risen at some point during the night and quietly packed your bags and left, taking Jack with you.

On his nightstand, you had left him a note.

The divorce papers are on the dining table, I don’t want anything so all you need to do is sign. I’ll be in touch about co-parenting schedules.

I hope she was worth breaking our family apart

It had taken four lines for him to realise the severity of what he had done.

It has taken four words for you.

Travelling around the world with your ex husband wasn’t ideal but since your job was flexible, only needing to make the occasional trip back to England to go into the office, it made sense to do it.

It was painful in the beginning, more than painful but it allowed Toto to remain with Jack and you weren’t the type of person to stop your son seeing his father just because of the pain he caused you.

Toto may have committed the ultimate sense of betrayal but that didn’t change the fact that he was the best father in the world to your son.

So here you were, a year later walking into the Mercedes garage, now the ex wife of Toto Wolff; no longer did the team call you Mrs Boss or Mrs Mercedes out of respect to you, it really wasn’t hard for them to understand what had happened since shortly after Toto fired his assistant the news of your divorce became public.

Sometimes members of the team still couldn’t look at him without wanting to punch him in the face or question what the fuck was wrong with his brain to cause him to lose the kindest woman in the world.

It had been shocking to them when they heard the news of the two of you parting ways, after seeing you interact as a couple over the years, they witnessed nothing but unconditional love and happiness but it just shows that you never really know what’s happening behind closed doors.

You were greeted by a series of smiles and hellos, the team loved you to pieces as you always treated them with the utmost respect and politeness, even offering to help with what you had the skill set for.

You glanced around the garage, easily setting your eyes on Toto’s 6ft 5 frame, immediately walking in his direction, Jack resting on your hip with his head on your shoulder.

It still hurt to see him after all of the time spent apart and getting over him, you were aware that you would always love him but even still the heartbreak would possibly never leave and you knew it was time for you to move on from what you thought was a great love, it was time for you to start over and put yourself first.

Bono noticed you walking over and quickly excused himself from his boss to give you privacy.

Toto turned and saw you walking over to him, still as beautiful as ever, even more so with your handsome little boy by your side, his bag on your shoulder.

"Hey," he greeted, reaching his arms out for Jack who leaned forward into him.

Everytime Toto looked at you he was slapped in the face with guilt, knowing he deserved to feel more than that for the pain he caused you.

"Hi, are you positive you’re able to have him here? I know how busy you can get around here." You asked for the hundredth time in the past couple of days.

"Don’t worry, everyone loves him here and I’m not too busy today so we’ll be fine. What are you doing anyways?" You barely asked him to have Jack during her scheduled hours, you always had him when you were meant to have him, unlike Toto who was always rearranging times.

"I’m going on a date and didn’t want to leave him with just anyone, I was going to cancel if you couldn’t so I’m glad you can, I really appreciate it." You smiled, a tad excited for the date, not noticing the way Toto had stiffened because of your words.

I’m going on a date.

I’m going on a date.

I’m going on a date.

"I should really get going, the last thing I want is to be late. I’ll pick him back up straight after, thanks again." He zoned back as he heard your goodbye but was still riddled with shock to say anything and by the time he had registered everything you had already started walking away so all he could do was simply stare until you were out of sight.

He should’ve expected it really, he hadn’t, but he should have.

It had been a year now and no man would turn down the opportunity to be in the company of a woman so rare.

"Who’s shit in your coffee?" Toto jumped, his grip momentarily tightened on Jack as he turned around, coming face to face with Lewis.

"What?" Toto mumbled, way too distracted to listen to his driver’s question.

Lewis tilted his head at his boss. "What’s wrong with you? Was that Y/N I seen earlier?"

Toto nodded.

"Right…" Lewis eyed him weirdly. "Well I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone pull a face like yours after a conversation with her."

"She’s going on a date," there was a bite to his words that wasn’t heard very often but the idea of you with another man made him sick.

"Wow! Good for her!" Toto glared at him. "What? You aren’t jealous, are you?" Lewis laughed.

"I’m not jealous." Toto muttered like a petulant child.

Lewis shook his head in disbelief. "You have no right to be jealous, Toto. Look, you’re a good man and a great friend but what you did to her was unforgivable. She carried your child for nine months, then had to adjust to be a parent by herself in those first five months because you’re always working and you payed her back by sleeping with your assistant. You lost one hell of a woman, she’s one of a kind, you really cannot be surprised that she’s been asked out on a date, any man would want a woman like her."

Lewis was right, Toto knew he was. You were a one of a kind woman and he had no right to be jealous or annoyed by the fact that you were moving on. Especially when it was his fault that you were now divorced.

It was his fault you were seeing another person, he should be happy that you were no longer consumed by the hurt of his actions but all he could think about was the fact that he had officially lost you now and there was most definitely no way back.

You were no longer his to love because loving him had brought you a pain like no other.

The Wrong Merch

2022 pre-season testing in Bahrain, your daughter sporting the wrong team merch.

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Everything alright?

Xavier Thorpe x reader

Genre; angst, fluff at the end

Warnings; alcohol and drug mentions

Summary: Since Wednesday has arrived, your boyfriend has been getting distant.

[NOT PROOFREAD]

Distant. That’s a word you would used to describe your relationship at the moment. Every since the Addams kid arrived, Xavier has been acting weird; He’s been acting cold and distant towards you. Have you done something recently? Does he want to break up? Does he like her now?

“Did I do something wrong?” You ask your best friend, Divina. “No, you did nothing wrong. Xavier is just being an asshole!” “I just don’t know what to do, Div. Every time I try to talk to him about it, he freezes up and walks away!” Your head rolls back in annoyance of how he is acting. “Let’s go do something!” “Like what?” “Yoko is having a party in her dorm, we should go! Get your mind off of him, he’s just a waste of your time.” “I guess you may be right. Okay, we can go.” You smile at her, and she smiles back at you. “If he is there, just ignore him. It’s only fair since he’s been ignoring you. To be honest, you won’t stop talking about him, it’s kind of annoying.” You roll your eyes back at her, “okay,” you smile at her.

You both walk out the door, walking to Yoko’s room. Once you both walk in, there are so many people there. Some people were up partying, some were just talking to each other, some were drinking alcohol and smoking pot in the corner. “So glad you could make it, guys!” Yoko came up to you both. “Of course, wouldn’t miss it for the world babe.” They peck each other on the lips. “Have you seen Xavier anywhere?” “No, last time I heard, he is probably obsessing about Wednesday somewhere!” Oh. “Don’t worry about it, ‘y/n’ he isn’t worth your time.” You walk over to the group that has all the drugs. You sit next to Kent on the floor as he inhales the pot into his throat. He looks at you, offering you some. You accept, bring it to your mouth. Inhaling in your lungs, the smoke exhaling from your mouth. “This is good, where did you get it?” You ask Kent. He points over to Ajax dancing with Enid. “Ajax.” “Makes sense, I guess.”

“You wanna dance?” He shrugs, he gets up with you, walking into the crowd. You both stand there looking at each other awkwardly. Your bodies start to move next to each other. Opening your eyes, making eye contact with Xavier. He looks at you pissed. He walks over to you. “What do you think your doing?” “Dancing. What does it look like?” “With him? I’m your boyfriend!” “Last time I checked you were too busy for me.” He grabs your arm walking over to the door. “So this is what this is about? You’re upset I haven’t been giving you enough attention?”

“No. I’m upset, that my boyfriend is being an asshole and won’t tell me what’s wrong.” He shakes his head at you, confused. “What are you talking about?” “You know what I’m talking about. Every since Wednesday has gotten here, you’ve been distant. Do you not like me anymore?”

He just stares at you shocked, of course he likes you. He loves you. “I think I just got my answer.” You walk out the door, about to head to your dorm. “Y/n, of course I like you! I love you so much baby!” You turn back around towards him. “Why have you’ve been so distant then?” “I’ve been having these nightmares about this monster, and Wednesday knows about the monster. She is helping me try to figure out what the monster is. I would never cheat on you, I promise!”

“Why didn’t you just tell me?” He looks at the ground back to you. “I don’t know, I guess I was a little embarrassed of what you would think.” “Well please come talk to me if this stuff is happening again. I’m here for you.” You say to him, you hold his face in your hands. “I love you Xavier, and I wouldn’t judge you for this type of thing!” You lean your head towards his. He leans his head on yours, “I love you too.”

Hello!

If you're still taking requests, could I ask for a Xavier x reader [from Wednesday] where the reader is Wednesday's sister who's intimidating as her but not as stone-faced and after the whole Tyler situation he asks her out when Wednesday and Enid help her to get reader. they both meet at the their location and that escalates to something more

Thank you🙌

Set Up From the Start

Xavier Thorpe x Addams! Reader (no gendered pronouns) | wenclair | mention of yoko x divina

“Hey, uh, Wennie, Xavier wants to talk with you? Yoko texted me that Bianca texted her to say that Ajax texted the Nightshades that Xavier texted him that he was looking for you. Whew, high-key having a headache reading that,” Enid said from her bed. Wednesday, in her typical deadpan fashion, stalked over to her girlfriend and read the string of texts for herself, furrowing her eyebrows.

“What does he want now?” she grumbled.

“I think you should text him that yourself. You do still have his number, right?”

The goth gingerly extracted a device from her desk drawer like it was going to bite. Usually she would get bitten for fun.

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w.a. <What is it that you need from me, Xavier?

x.t. <dont kill me for this but i wanted to ask about (name) and if you could set us up

read

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“He wants to know about (name).”

“Isn’t that supposed to be good? Like, at least he doesn’t find (name) terrifying,” Enid reasoned. Wednesday grimaced.

“(name)’s too good for him. And my sibling is more terrible than I am, being able to show affection and tolerate color to an extent,” she argued.

“I get you wanna gatekeep (name), I mean, I would too if I had a partner in crime to bully my brothers. But, like, you should at least let give Xavier a chance. Please? For me?” Enid flashed off her puppy eyes. The monochrome girl glowered.

“Fine.”

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x.t. <wednesday

x.t. <hello??

x.t. <oh god please dont be trying to find a way to break into my dorm and smother me in my sleep

w.a. <I’ve already done the former, but the latter’s the first good idea I’ve heard from you.

x.t. <scuse me what-

w.a. <Weathervane next Saturday afternoon. Don’t be late, or I will break into your dorm again and smother you in your sleep.

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> saturday morning

“(name)!” Enid calls out from the other side of the quad. You turned towards her expectantly.

“Yes?” The blonde runs over, highlighted hair bouncing.

“Can you like, be at the Weathervane for lunch time? Cuz Wen kinda needs someone to monitor the cafe or something and she won’t be able to make it,” she explains in one breath. You make a confused face.

“Why specifically at lunch time?” you ask. “I mean, it’s not a problem. But lunch on Saturday is very particular.” Enid freaks out and starts improvising.

“Uh… because… me and your sister are going on a date… at- we’re foraging for poisonous mushrooms in the forest.”

You narrow your eyes.

“Alright. Tell Wednesday that she owes me a one-on-one torture session with Pugsley though.”

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You sit in the back booth of the Weathervane, eyes darting around the cafe to search for any suspicious persons. It seems to be a normal Saturday, and nobody approaches you. Well, until everyone’s favorite false monster slides into the seat across from you and smiles. You flash one back mockingly.

“Thorpe. What do you want?” It was more a demand than a question. Xavier grins, blushing slightly.

“Nothing. Just didn’t take you as a cafe person,” he responds awkwardly.

“I’m not. I’m only here to keep watch for my sister while Enid makes out with her in the forest.”

“Well, I know a thing or two about suspicious body language.” He winks. “Mind if I stay?”

“I suppose not. After all, the more the merrier. Or as my family would say, the scarier.”

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Enid giggles in excitement when she sees you give a slight smile to Xavier. The girlfriends are hiding behind a pickup truck parked across the street from the cafe. Wednesday rolls her eyes despite having a smirk painted on her face. At least this might prove to be more fruitful than Yoko and Divina, who were still dancing around each other for who knew how long.

Hello!

If you're still taking requests, could I ask for a Xavier x reader [from Wednesday] where the reader is Wednesday's sister who's intimidating as her but not as stone-faced and after the whole Tyler situation he asks her out when Wednesday and Enid help her to get reader. they both meet at the their location and that escalates to something more

Thank you🙌

Set Up From the Start

Xavier Thorpe x Addams! Reader (no gendered pronouns) | wenclair | mention of yoko x divina

“Hey, uh, Wennie, Xavier wants to talk with you? Yoko texted me that Bianca texted her to say that Ajax texted the Nightshades that Xavier texted him that he was looking for you. Whew, high-key having a headache reading that,” Enid said from her bed. Wednesday, in her typical deadpan fashion, stalked over to her girlfriend and read the string of texts for herself, furrowing her eyebrows.

“What does he want now?” she grumbled.

“I think you should text him that yourself. You do still have his number, right?”

The goth gingerly extracted a device from her desk drawer like it was going to bite. Usually she would get bitten for fun.

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w.a. <What is it that you need from me, Xavier?

x.t. <dont kill me for this but i wanted to ask about (name) and if you could set us up

read

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“He wants to know about (name).”

“Isn’t that supposed to be good? Like, at least he doesn’t find (name) terrifying,” Enid reasoned. Wednesday grimaced.

“(name)’s too good for him. And my sibling is more terrible than I am, being able to show affection and tolerate color to an extent,” she argued.

“I get you wanna gatekeep (name), I mean, I would too if I had a partner in crime to bully my brothers. But, like, you should at least let give Xavier a chance. Please? For me?” Enid flashed off her puppy eyes. The monochrome girl glowered.

“Fine.”

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x.t. <wednesday

x.t. <hello??

x.t. <oh god please dont be trying to find a way to break into my dorm and smother me in my sleep

w.a. <I’ve already done the former, but the latter’s the first good idea I’ve heard from you.

x.t. <scuse me what-

w.a. <Weathervane next Saturday afternoon. Don’t be late, or I will break into your dorm again and smother you in your sleep.

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> saturday morning

“(name)!” Enid calls out from the other side of the quad. You turned towards her expectantly.

“Yes?” The blonde runs over, highlighted hair bouncing.

“Can you like, be at the Weathervane for lunch time? Cuz Wen kinda needs someone to monitor the cafe or something and she won’t be able to make it,” she explains in one breath. You make a confused face.

“Why specifically at lunch time?” you ask. “I mean, it’s not a problem. But lunch on Saturday is very particular.” Enid freaks out and starts improvising.

“Uh… because… me and your sister are going on a date… at- we’re foraging for poisonous mushrooms in the forest.”

You narrow your eyes.

“Alright. Tell Wednesday that she owes me a one-on-one torture session with Pugsley though.”

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You sit in the back booth of the Weathervane, eyes darting around the cafe to search for any suspicious persons. It seems to be a normal Saturday, and nobody approaches you. Well, until everyone’s favorite false monster slides into the seat across from you and smiles. You flash one back mockingly.

“Thorpe. What do you want?” It was more a demand than a question. Xavier grins, blushing slightly.

“Nothing. Just didn’t take you as a cafe person,” he responds awkwardly.

“I’m not. I’m only here to keep watch for my sister while Enid makes out with her in the forest.”

“Well, I know a thing or two about suspicious body language.” He winks. “Mind if I stay?”

“I suppose not. After all, the more the merrier. Or as my family would say, the scarier.”

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Enid giggles in excitement when she sees you give a slight smile to Xavier. The girlfriends are hiding behind a pickup truck parked across the street from the cafe. Wednesday rolls her eyes despite having a smirk painted on her face. At least this might prove to be more fruitful than Yoko and Divina, who were still dancing around each other for who knew how long.

Hello!

If you're still taking requests, could I ask for a Xavier x reader [from Wednesday] where the reader is Wednesday's sister who's intimidating as her but not as stone-faced and after the whole Tyler situation he asks her out when Wednesday and Enid help her to get reader. they both meet at the their location and that escalates to something more

Thank you🙌

Set Up From the Start

Xavier Thorpe x Addams! Reader (no gendered pronouns) | wenclair | mention of yoko x divina

“Hey, uh, Wennie, Xavier wants to talk with you? Yoko texted me that Bianca texted her to say that Ajax texted the Nightshades that Xavier texted him that he was looking for you. Whew, high-key having a headache reading that,” Enid said from her bed. Wednesday, in her typical deadpan fashion, stalked over to her girlfriend and read the string of texts for herself, furrowing her eyebrows.

“What does he want now?” she grumbled.

“I think you should text him that yourself. You do still have his number, right?”

The goth gingerly extracted a device from her desk drawer like it was going to bite. Usually she would get bitten for fun.

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w.a. <What is it that you need from me, Xavier?

x.t. <dont kill me for this but i wanted to ask about (name) and if you could set us up

read

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“He wants to know about (name).”

“Isn’t that supposed to be good? Like, at least he doesn’t find (name) terrifying,” Enid reasoned. Wednesday grimaced.

“(name)’s too good for him. And my sibling is more terrible than I am, being able to show affection and tolerate color to an extent,” she argued.

“I get you wanna gatekeep (name), I mean, I would too if I had a partner in crime to bully my brothers. But, like, you should at least let give Xavier a chance. Please? For me?” Enid flashed off her puppy eyes. The monochrome girl glowered.

“Fine.”

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x.t. <wednesday

x.t. <hello??

x.t. <oh god please dont be trying to find a way to break into my dorm and smother me in my sleep

w.a. <I’ve already done the former, but the latter’s the first good idea I’ve heard from you.

x.t. <scuse me what-

w.a. <Weathervane next Saturday afternoon. Don’t be late, or I will break into your dorm again and smother you in your sleep.

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> saturday morning

“(name)!” Enid calls out from the other side of the quad. You turned towards her expectantly.

“Yes?” The blonde runs over, highlighted hair bouncing.

“Can you like, be at the Weathervane for lunch time? Cuz Wen kinda needs someone to monitor the cafe or something and she won’t be able to make it,” she explains in one breath. You make a confused face.

“Why specifically at lunch time?” you ask. “I mean, it’s not a problem. But lunch on Saturday is very particular.” Enid freaks out and starts improvising.

“Uh… because… me and your sister are going on a date… at- we’re foraging for poisonous mushrooms in the forest.”

You narrow your eyes.

“Alright. Tell Wednesday that she owes me a one-on-one torture session with Pugsley though.”

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You sit in the back booth of the Weathervane, eyes darting around the cafe to search for any suspicious persons. It seems to be a normal Saturday, and nobody approaches you. Well, until everyone’s favorite false monster slides into the seat across from you and smiles. You flash one back mockingly.

“Thorpe. What do you want?” It was more a demand than a question. Xavier grins, blushing slightly.

“Nothing. Just didn’t take you as a cafe person,” he responds awkwardly.

“I’m not. I’m only here to keep watch for my sister while Enid makes out with her in the forest.”

“Well, I know a thing or two about suspicious body language.” He winks. “Mind if I stay?”

“I suppose not. After all, the more the merrier. Or as my family would say, the scarier.”

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Enid giggles in excitement when she sees you give a slight smile to Xavier. The girlfriends are hiding behind a pickup truck parked across the street from the cafe. Wednesday rolls her eyes despite having a smirk painted on her face. At least this might prove to be more fruitful than Yoko and Divina, who were still dancing around each other for who knew how long.

Mistakes like this [ X.T]

Summary: Xavier starts leaving you behind to chase after Wednesday. It makes you question where you stand with xavier.

Warnings: jealousy,name calling and arguing in general

Xavier thorpe x gn! reader

Genre: Pretty much angst with some comfort at the end.

Word count : 1.0k

A/N: i haven't written in a bit so i may be a bit rusty but please enjoy it! Give me feedback too! As always please like & reblog if you did enjoy it! maybe a follow too? ;)

There he goes again.

He was trying to impress Wednesday for the 100th time in a row. You couldn't stand it anymore, he was always following her around even when she blew him off. You acted like it didn't bother you but deep down you were growing angry at him. The moment he saw Wednesday he'd tell you " I'll be right back" or " go ahead without me" and you were sick of it.

You were practicing archery with Xavier when she walked by. Almost immediately he let go of your shoulders to approach her. He offered Wednesday a wide grin before beckoning you to come over as well. You set the bow & arrow down before approaching the both of them.

You offered wednesday a grim smile as you shoved both of your hands into your pockets. " i was just telling Wednesday about how we should all go to the weathervane soon" Xavier said,looking down at you for your opinion.

Your eyes narrowed in confusion to his statement. "what are you talking about? I thought it was just gonna be-" he cut you off before you could finish. Wednesday's face remained flat but intrigued by the offer to hang out with you and xavier." very well,I'll meet you at the weathervane on.."

Xavier was quick to bolt out an answer. " Friday! We'll be at the weathervane on friday, 2 o'clock!" His smile reached his ears this time. Wednesday raised her eyebrow repeating 2 o'clock to us before leaving us at the archery zone.

Xavier chuckled asking for a high five before frowning at the sour expression on your face. He asked you what's wrong and you couldn't be more pissed off at him. "what's wrong? What's wrong is that my best friend just invited some chick to our plans!"

Xavier swallowed nervously,his Adam's apple bobbing as he did so. His eyes widened in shock from your sudden outburst at him. He wasn't expecting you to yell at him like you did. He also couldn't help the annoyance in his next words.

"what's so wrong with that,y/n?!!Why are you so offended by it?" His lips practically curved in disgust at your jealousy. You threw your hands up in the air. " maybe because i actually wanted you to spend time with me for once!".

Xavier rolled his eyes at your excuse." i hang out with you all the time! So what if i wanna invite Wednesday too!" he yelled, running his hand through his hair. You almost scoffed at his words. 

"No you don't,you've been leaving me in the dirt for her!" he shook his head walking around in a circle. "you act like you're my fucking girlfriend,y/n!" You dreamed of him calling you his girlfriend but not like this, obviously.

"jesus chirst,xavier! I don't know maybe i DO wanna be your fucking girlfriend even if you act like a fucking loser!" you shouted at him, your hands up in the air again to emphasize your words towards him.

His movements staggered to a halt at your words. You gasped, realizing the words that you said. You withdrew yourself from the conversation, muttering a false excuse about having to meet yoko at Ophelia hall.

You quickly moved past him,hands balled as you continued to speedwalk away from him before he could realize.

Xavier quickly processed what you said before running after you. He dodged people left and right before catching you at the stairs that lead right to Ophelia hall.

"y/n! Y/n, were you being serious about what you said back there?" he stopped in front of you, holding onto your wrist so you wouldn't run away again. You shook your head up & down to answer his question without speaking.

He moved closer to you, green eyes searching yours to see if you were telling the truth.

" stop me if you hate this, y/n" he closed the gap between the both of you with a kiss. His hand cupping your cheek to try and deepen the kiss with you. Your eyed went big before closing, wrapping your arms around to return the kiss as well.

His lips felt dry and chapped from the winter cold. You parted your lips to let him slip his tongue in, he groaned into the kiss. Happy that you returned the kiss.

He slightly parted from your lips to breathe again. After he regained his breath, he pressed your foreheads together ,his cold hands on both sides of your face before whispering a question to you.

" let me be your loser boyfriend?" you grinned at his question,nodding rapidly before diving in for a second kiss.

© parkersmyth ─ all rights reserved. do not copy, translate or share my work on other media platforms.

— WHEN THE PARTY’S OVER

xavier thorpe x reader

reader is a witch!

— Xavier Thorpe found himself standing in the corner of Calcifer Hall where the infamous on campus parties held by the one and only Gargoyle — Ajax Petropolus had always taken place. Party life was no longer the one for him after his messy breakup with the resident queen bee herself.

Hand holding onto the red solo cup, Xavier found his eyes gradually glancing towards one of Nevermore’s certified royalty, You. There you were underneath the rainbow LED lights dancing to a generic party song along side Enid Sinclair — the extrovert of all extroverts.

As the party died down you found yourself making your way towards the balcony. Moonshine above you as u sat on the stone ledge, opening a can of dollar store beer for yourself. “Now what is Salem’s princess doing alone out here? Oh my god, and she’s drinking cheap beer too?” , Xavier faked gasped. “Please, cheap beer happens to be good beer.” , you laughed out shifting to the side to allow space for him to sit.

“So.. what brings you out here magic man?” , you smiled and said out to him. “Oh, Enid vomited on Wednesday and I would rather die than smell the odour of pure gluttony.” gagged the boy and you laughed. God your laugh, to Xavier, hearing u speak and even laugh makes him feel euphoric. Everyday he told the stars that it should’ve been you who he met first instead of that cunning siren.

The both of you now sitting in silence under nothing but the dim starry night with muffled Pitbull songs in the background from the party. “I heard you liked arts, is that right Xavier?” , you began. “I do, it makes me get over things.” the boy replied. “Can i see your art?”, you replied eagerly as Xavier pulled out a small sketchbook from the back pockets of his jeans, flipping through it revealing all of his various sketches from lakes, flowers and animals.

In an instance a piece of paper flew out, it was all too familiar — it was you. “Wait I can explain” , he panicked, but instead a finger flew to his mouth asking him to shush. “This is so cute! Does magic man have a crush on me or what?” you giggled out as he shot a glare. “Let me do u a favour Xavier.” and in an instance your lips were on his gently as you laughed out “i like you too you know.”

A pair of lovers on top of the balcony’s ledge indulging themselves into what was called the purest form of love.

aaa i hope you enjoyed ! make sure to take care everyone

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*not proofread

Frustration Leads To Confessions. (x.t)

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Best Friend!Reader

Summary: maybe all you needed was a little help to make xavier realize his feelings for you or when both of you are jealous and it leads to more

Warnings: jealous reader and xavier, fluff, two frustrated people who are absolute idiots for each other. UNEDITED

a/n: i present to you guys a full fic for our boy, xavier:) apparently, i like the word idiot a lot...

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Your best friend, Xavier had a weird newfound interest in the new girl, Wednesday Addams. It seemed like that was all he could talk about. Wednesday this, Wednesday that, a matter of fact you were really getting over it. Even during class or during lunch all he would do is look out for her, even if that meant ignoring you in the process.

You slipped away to your room for lunch after class not even bothering to walk with him to the quad. Whether you would admit it out loud or not you liked your best friend maybe a little more than you should. Though you couldn’t help it, now with his long hair that suited his face perfectly or the smirk he would put on when he was teasing. Maybe you were being hopeful when you thought he might out liked you back.

It sucks that the dance was so close too. You wanted him to ask you, but with Wednesday in the picture, you doubt he would. Which leaves you without a date for the dance. You had even talked to Ms. Thornhill about going off the theme a bit to go for more of a periwinkle dress instead of white which she was all in for.

Once you made it to your next class which was unfortunely botany class with Xavier, you made it a point to sit in a different seat than your usual spot next to him. The only other spot open was next to a boy that you remembered whose a werewolf named is Dylan. You made your way over to the spot next to him and set your stuff down while avoiding Xavier’s piercing stare at you.

The lesson was boring and basically filled with Bianca and Wednesday competing with each other. You had ten more minutes of the class before the bell would ring. Ms. Thornhill said since it was so close to the dance, she wouldn’t torture you guys with any more homework.

“Hey,” you heard from beside you. “Y/n, right?”

“Yeah, and yours is Dylan if my memory is correct,” you replied with a small laugh which caught Xavier’s attention.

“Something going on with you and your boyfriend? Who’s giving me quite the death stare this entire period?” he questioned as he noticed the other’s glare at him. “Who knows maybe I’ll be six feet under by the time this class ends,” he joked.

“He’s not my boyfriend,” you muttered feeling your cheeks flush with heat at the thought.

“Does he know that?”

“Yes, and I don’t think he would care, all he’s been talking about is Addams over there beside him,” you claimed.

“So he wouldn’t mind if I did this?” he stuck out his arm to your seat pulling you closer to him. You yelped as you didn’t expect him to be able to pull you and the chair with just one arm. “Wait, nope, I definitely think he does mind actually.”

You could tell that your cheeks were bright red right now without having to look in a mirror. Not only were you blushing at the fact Dylan thought Xavier was your boyfriend, but also about how close you were to Dylan right now. You were staring at your hands but looked up, and saw Xavier who was gripping his pencil so tightly that his knuckles were white and with a clenched jaw.

“What are you trying to do?” you asked him as you turned your gaze from Xavier to him.

“Trying to be a good matchmaker.”

“There’s nothing to match,” you scoffed.

“Y/n, you got yourself all wrong there. That boy is so jealous right now, it’s hilarious,” he corrected you.

“Dylan, there’s-” the bell ringing cut you off.

“I’m going to whisper into your ear and all you have to do is giggle okay,” all you did was nod confused as Dylan helped you stand up from your chair and leaned in close to your face but moved in the last second to whisper in your ear. “I hope you get dicked down after this by him,”

You started to choke on the air uncontrollably at the disbelief of his words as you felt heat rush into your cheeks again.

“Dylan! You did not just say that!” you gasped.

“I did, and he coming over this way right now,” Dylan started to rush to get his stuff. “I’m going to go before he punches me, good luck!” he wished you as he rushed out the door.

“What was that?” Xavier questioned harshly as he came closer to you.

“What-” you couldn’t even finish your sentence before he started pulling you into the hall and dragged you all the way into his dorm room. “Xavier, slow down.”

“So you have a new boyfriend and you don’t even tell me about it,” he snapped at you as he shut his door behind him.

“What are you even talking about?” you asked him placing your stuff down on his chair by his desk. That’s when you noticed his sketchbook was open, and it was a drawing of you. Though you didn’t feel like this was quite the right time to mention it, as you turned your attention back to the seething boy.

“You ignore me before lunch and then show up our next class to not even sit in your seat and sat next to wolf boy out of nowhere,” Xavier deadpanned. “That entire class period was filled with him being all over you.” It was now your turn to get angry at the boy as you were shocked at his hypocrisy.

“You’re joking right now, right?” you asked in pure disbelief.

“No, I am not. He was literally all over you and you just stayed there giggling at everything he said,” he scoffed.

“You know what, Xavier, I don’t even know why you care when all you’ve been talking about is Wednesday Addams,” you snapped back at him. “It always about her with you lately, sorry for not wanting to listen to you for one class period.”

“Y/n, don’t be like that,” he softened.

“No. You can’t dragged me to your room and antagonized me about something you don’t even know the full story too.”

“Why would I need a full story when I watched with my own eyes?” he pointed out.

“Dylan wasn’t doing anything!” you exclaimed.

“Really, so he wasn't flirting with you the entire time?” he commented.

“No!”

“Y/n, you really are more oblivious than I realized.”

“Xavier, you’re being ridiculous right now,” you stated. “All he was doing was literally pointing out the fact that you were so obviously jealous.”

“How could I not be?” he remarked. “All I could hear was you laughing with him, and don’t even get me started on how close you two were.”

“That was the point, Xavier,” you said exasperated as you head over to his bed and laid down on it feeling so over this argument with him.

“What?” he questioned confused.

“Dylan, thought we were dating and when I told him we aren’t, he was basically like then watch this,” you said muffled into his pillow.

“You’re an idiot.”

“Me? You’re the idiot,” you countered.

“Be my idiot,” he blurted which caused you to lift your head from his pillow as you sat up on his bed.

“I’ve been yours this entire time, you idiot,” you laughed as he came closer to sit on the bed. “Maybe if you actually paid some attention to me you would’ve noticed sooner,” you admitted bitterly as you thought about him talking about Wednesday this past week.

“Wait what?”

“Xavier, you vex me to no end,” you told him as you leaned closer to his face. “Maybe that’s why I fell so hard for you.”

“You make me go mad,” Xavier closed the space between you two as he placed a hand on your cheek pulling you to meet his lips.

It was as if you could feel the pent up emotion Xavier was putting into the kiss.You smiled into the kiss wrapping your arms around his neck as his hands moved to your hips. You moved forward slightly to lean more into him and he let out a groan against your mouth. He stilled in the kiss, keeping your hips in place from moving further. You both pulled away to catch your breath.

“What does this mean for us?” you questioned softly looking into his eyes.

“I think this means you're mine officially,” he smirked.

“I think you have to ask a certain question though,” you joked.

“You’re really going to make me ask,” he laughed throwing his head back.

“Oh, absolutely.”

“Will you, Y/n, be my girlfriend and go to the Rave’N Dance with me,” he asked you raising his hand to tuck a piece of loose hair that fell onto your face.

“Of course, I will,” you smiled back. “You know if I knew all it took was being close to some guy for you to finally ask me out, I would’ve done it sooner. Maybe again, with all this pent up frustration,” you joked letting out a giggle.

“NO! No more guys. EVER!” he said pushing you down on the bed to give you another kiss. "I mean it."

Don't Make Me Say It Again. (x.t)

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Fem!Addams!Reader

Summary: blurb! xavier is close to snapping when you don't realize what he has been hinting.

Warnings: mutual pining, fluff

a/n: okay, another one before i go torture myself in actually reading my textbook that i haven't picked up in weeks.

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“Shouldn’t you be with your sister?” Xavier questioned as you tied on your apron.

“No, she wanted to work at pilgrim world for some odd reason. I would rather die than dress up as a colonist,” you informed the boy.

“That doesn’t surprise me.”

“Hey, Y/N! Need a hand?” Tyler called out from behind the counter as you and Xavier cleaned the tables.

“Already got one,” you replied back pointing to Thing wiping the table.

“I thought I told you and your sister that he was bad news,” Xavier whispered to you as he reached over to grab a mug on your side of the table.

“Twice actually, but I couldn’t care less about him. Wait. Enlighten me,” you turned to face him.

That was when you noticed how close you two actually were. Though you were standing around a foot away from each other, it was concerning how he seemed to step closer to talk.

“It happened last Outreach Day. I was working on a mural for the town then he and his friends come up and start attacking me. They destroyed the mural and left me with bruised ribs. People like him don’t like people like us,” he explained.

“Hm.”

“It’s not like you would care anyways, right?” Xavier scoffed walking off to the next table.

“It seems like he’s changed, quiter softer now, which is disappointing,” you admitted as you followed Xavier. “Why do you care so much if I talk to him though?”

“You’re kidding.”

“Why would I kid?” you blanked.

“Open your eyes, Y/N! I have been here on your side this entire time, and you still don’t get it?” Xavier snapped banging the table with the tub full of plates and mugs taking a step closer to you. “Sometimes it’s unbelievable how little empathy you have for others.”

“Xavier,” you breathed out taking a step back.

“I like you, Y/n. What do I have to do for you to see that?” he followed in taking a step closer.

“You know I don’t actually like Tyler, right? You might be an imbecile and infuriating but-” you hinted.

“Really know how to make a guy blush,” he let out a small laugh.

“It’s the attributes I like about you though,” you muttered under your breath.

“What was that?” he mocked.

“Don’t make me say it again,” you deadpanned looking down on the floor avoiding his gaze.

“No, I don’t think I heard you the first time,” he joked he lifted your chin with his hand. “What did you say?”

“I’m not saying it again.”

“You gonna let me kiss you?”

“Depends,” you answered.

He moved his hand from your chin to the back of your neck pulling you into a kiss. You found yourself kissing him back wrapping your arms around his neck. You could feel him smile into the kiss. You didn’t kow how long you to stayed there for until you heard a cough behind you.

“Seems like you’ve had fun working,” Wednesday said unimpressed as she pulled you away from Xavier. In which he just laughed as you tried to get your arm out of Wednesday’s grip.

"Wednesday, why do you always have to grab the same arm," you whined as she dragged you out.

being wednesdays sister and everybody falling for you pt1

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you and your sister wednesday had recently moved to a new school. A one for freaks

when you were being introduced to everybody in the courtyard you saw a lot of people looking at you instead of your sister, which weirded you out a lot.

bianca and xavier were still together in this and ajax and enid were just getting into a relationship. Rowan and kent were still single.

They couldn't stop looking at you, because you have long white hair and you looked so soft and gentle unlike wednesday.

so when xavier and bianca were walking around at night the came across you singing an old pirate song

hoist the colours

The king and his men stole the queen from her bed... and bound her in her bones

The seas be ours beyond the powers where we will we'll roam

Yo, ho, haul together Hoist the colours high Heave ho, thieves and beggars Never shall we die

Some men have died And some are alive And others sail on the sea With the keys to the cage... And the Devil to pay We lay to Fiddler's Green!

The bell has been raised From it's watery grave... Do you hear it's sepulchral tone? We are a call to all Pay heed the squall And turn your sail toward home!

Yo, ho, all together Hoist the colours high Heave ho, thieves and beggars Never shall we die!

she sounded so angelic for a dark song. Her voice sounded like honey, and they way she danced while singing was magical. Thought xavier and bianca was staring at (name) like she and bianca were the only ones in the world, but xavier didn't mind, because (name) was an exception.

rowan saw xavier and bianca walking around so he was sneaking off to the nightshades library. Since he wasn't in them anymore he wasn't allowed in there. And if anybody caught him, he would be suspended and he doesn't want to spend his break with his unloving and uncaring mother and father. Until he heard singing, he went to investigate and saw (name) singing while dancing in the middle of the moonlight

she looked magnificent dancing in her white dress, her hair flowing with every jump.

you didn't know 3 people were watching you dance and sung last night.

you went out to jericho and went to weathervanes cafe. It sounded like a sweet place so you went in.

tyler was trying to work the coffee machine but the words were in latin so he didn't know what to do. Until a nevermores student came up to him asking if he wanted help.

he had never seen anybody with white hair but it was beautiful. He felt like he could stare into those y/e/c forever.

After the coffee machine was fixed by this beautiful looking girl, i gave her a hot chocolate on the house from helping me.

i hope to see her again thought tyler while he stared at her walking out and walking to a car.

enid and ajax were walking near the lake when they saw wednesday and her sister (name) shooting arrows on the target.

they watched (name) while she was getting her gloves on, she was wearing her beautiful white archery outfit with her arrows in the bag

she looked so magical, liked she came out of a fairytale and enid and ajax were head over heels, but what they didn't know was kent was swimming in the lake and was watching them stare at (name). He felt angry that they were trying to take her away, and how bianca and xavier were trying to take her away.

he was going to do something about it.

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xoxo

lachlan zeez

being wednesdays sister and everybody falling for you pt1

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you and your sister wednesday had recently moved to a new school. A one for freaks

when you were being introduced to everybody in the courtyard you saw a lot of people looking at you instead of your sister, which weirded you out a lot.

bianca and xavier were still together in this and ajax and enid were just getting into a relationship. Rowan and kent were still single.

They couldn't stop looking at you, because you have long white hair and you looked so soft and gentle unlike wednesday.

so when xavier and bianca were walking around at night the came across you singing an old pirate song

hoist the colours

The king and his men stole the queen from her bed... and bound her in her bones

The seas be ours beyond the powers where we will we'll roam

Yo, ho, haul together Hoist the colours high Heave ho, thieves and beggars Never shall we die

Some men have died And some are alive And others sail on the sea With the keys to the cage... And the Devil to pay We lay to Fiddler's Green!

The bell has been raised From it's watery grave... Do you hear it's sepulchral tone? We are a call to all Pay heed the squall And turn your sail toward home!

Yo, ho, all together Hoist the colours high Heave ho, thieves and beggars Never shall we die!

she sounded so angelic for a dark song. Her voice sounded like honey, and they way she danced while singing was magical. Thought xavier and bianca was staring at (name) like she and bianca were the only ones in the world, but xavier didn't mind, because (name) was an exception.

rowan saw xavier and bianca walking around so he was sneaking off to the nightshades library. Since he wasn't in them anymore he wasn't allowed in there. And if anybody caught him, he would be suspended and he doesn't want to spend his break with his unloving and uncaring mother and father. Until he heard singing, he went to investigate and saw (name) singing while dancing in the middle of the moonlight

she looked magnificent dancing in her white dress, her hair flowing with every jump.

you didn't know 3 people were watching you dance and sung last night.

you went out to jericho and went to weathervanes cafe. It sounded like a sweet place so you went in.

tyler was trying to work the coffee machine but the words were in latin so he didn't know what to do. Until a nevermores student came up to him asking if he wanted help.

he had never seen anybody with white hair but it was beautiful. He felt like he could stare into those y/e/c forever.

After the coffee machine was fixed by this beautiful looking girl, i gave her a hot chocolate on the house from helping me.

i hope to see her again thought tyler while he stared at her walking out and walking to a car.

enid and ajax were walking near the lake when they saw wednesday and her sister (name) shooting arrows on the target.

they watched (name) while she was getting her gloves on, she was wearing her beautiful white archery outfit with her arrows in the bag

she looked so magical, liked she came out of a fairytale and enid and ajax were head over heels, but what they didn't know was kent was swimming in the lake and was watching them stare at (name). He felt angry that they were trying to take her away, and how bianca and xavier were trying to take her away.

he was going to do something about it.

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xoxo

lachlan zeez

jealousy || Xavier Thorpe x reader

( ages 17/18 )

warnings: orphan child, mentions of parents, make out session(? listen if you’re like fifteen idc if you’re reading this but if you’re like fifteen and below read at your own risk, idc if you get in trouble. you clicked on this so just be careful where you read this 🤷🏻‍♀️)

you watch from afar as you see your boyfriend walk up to wednesday addams once again. rolling your eyes, you hear your name being called by bianca. “come on, if you want to get back at her i’m racing against her in the poe cup. i know xavier means the world to you so, this is your chance to make her step down— when we win. humiliate her. i already have a plan,” bianca smirked. you shook her head, “i’m not getting back to a girl who’s done nothing. till i have evidence that they’ve been fucking, i’ll join you bianca.” your eyes met her piercing ones, and she huffed. “suit your loss. but we both know they already have been since day one.”

rolling your eyes, you walk the other way to a class you just been put in and look no other, wednesday addams alongside xavier thorpe sitting next to her. you scoff, placing your hand on your hip. xavier looked your way and gave you a weary smile, a wave and nothing else.

“good evening class,” the redheaded stated. “we have two new students in our classes, one that just enrolled to our school and one who just switched classes. i’m sure you already know her,” she gestured to you. you stood up, “i’m sure you already know me. but to make this clear for the new girl, i’m (y/n).” you smiled hastily at her, than sat right back down with a sneer look on your face.

xavier looked to the right behind him, a confused look of ‘what the hell was that?’ and you just rolled your eyes straight back at him. class continued, and the bell rung. letting everyone out first, you finally finished placing your books neatly into your book bag.

“i’ll see you next session, xavier. (y/n), good to see you in my class. hope to have you here tomorrow.” she smiled kindly and you did as well, before getting up from your seat and placing your bag onto your back. “(y/n)-“ xavier called, stepping a few steps towards you. you twirl to face him, “what.” you spat out.

he bit his lip, “i know i’ve been a shitty boy—” you scoff. “bianca’s right. i shouldn’t have d—” he slammed you back into a wall, both hands right from your face side to side. “don’t you dare fucking say that,” he spat. “don’t you dare.” his eyes glared into yours, “for the past two years that we’ve fallen into love, i have always gone to sleep thinking and dreaming of you. not once did it change when wednesday came into our lives, and you know why?” he sneered out. your eyes widened, a bit scared by him due to the sudden outburst. “because i love you.” he finished.

“i don’t care, if you’re ready to say it or not. i love you, (y/n). i always have and always will.” he softened his eyes, his voice. and had a little smile on him. onto you, in your mind, you’ve never once had any type of love to have your parents gave you up at the age of fifteen, no family members wanting to take you in due to them being too scared to what your parents could do if they did. “you are the one that’s important to me, you are the one that makes me whole—” you interrupted him, your hands on both either side of his cheeks.

your lips met his, and his left hand met to your waist. the two of you slowly let go of each other, your eyes meeting his. “i’m sorry,” you apologized. “i just didn’t want to lose you to.. addams. you are the only person i trust, and the only person i love. i can’t risk to lose—” you can see that he was smiling, and he was smiling big time. “what was that?” and you knew what he was asking.

you sighed and shook your head, a small smile forming onto your lips. you’ve never said that to him, out in the blue. and now that you have, he knew that no matter what happened, the two of you would stick like glue and figure shit out on your own times. “i love you,” you whisper. he smiled, his thumb running over your bottom lip. “i love you,” he repeated after, closing the space between you both.

first of, you writing is amazing. your posts are written on a really engaging way, i just never want them to end. don’t know if you’re into writing for marcus armstrong or oscar but maybe something with one of them? being one of the f1 driver’s sister and seeing one of them on the f2 paddock? or friends with other f2 driver?

thank you so much, that means alot to me and im very flattered <3 i personally havent written for either but i will write this one for oscar, im not completely sure about his personality and mannerisms but ill give it my best go!

oscar piastri x leclerc!reader MASTERLIST

synopsis; visiting charles for his race you accidentally stumble across the f2 paddock and meet the eyes of someone very interesting..

warnings; none

The hustle and bustle of the different mechanics, reporters and drivers in the paddock made you miss seeing Charles race. You clung onto your lanyard holding the paddock pass, trying to find your way to the F1 garage area.

As you walk around, clueless, you stumbled into a quieter area, still busy but not comparable to the chaos in the previous area. You saw that there were similar racing cars around, but not the same teams as F1.

"Prema, Trident, Hitech?" You whisper to yourself, confused.

As you let your eyes gaze around, trying to find someone familiar, you didn't realise a pair of big brown doe eyes, analysing you in adoration. As you stood there with your hair perfectly styled, nervously playing with your lanyard you saw a fan calling you over.

"Y/N, over here!" She called out, frantically waving and smiling as you approached her.

"Hiya, what's up?" You smiled, posing to take a quick picture.

"You look absolutely amazing, can I have an OOTD for tiktok?" She grinned, filming you and a certain person with his brown eyes staring at you from behind.

"My blazer is from ASOS, just a simple black one. My jeans are studded with rhinestones from ZARA, and my shoes are Prada." You explained calmly, pointing to each individual piece. {yes i know, slightly copied Isa's look from the Dutch GP ;)}

"Thank you so much, have a great time cheering Charles!" She hurried away, her eyes beaming.

"Wait, how do I get to the F-" You tried to ask, but she was out of earshot already.

"Bit lost there Leclerc?" An Australian voice speaks out from behind you, as you turn around to be met with the most gorgeous boy you've ever seen.

"Holy sh-. Uhm, sorry yeah I am." You nearly swore at the sight of him, but quickly regaining your consciousness.

"Oscar Piastri, can I ask how you've ended up in F2 and not F1, with your brother?" He introduces himself, his delicious accent making a grand appearance.

"He split off to talk to someone and I may have wondered off." You smiled at him, as he began walking and nodded his head for you to follow.

"As much as I'm sure you'd love to see me race, I can imagine your wanting to find Charles right?" He jokingly shows off his ego, as he wades through the bigger crowds to the Ferrari garage.

"Yep. I wouldn't mind seeing your skills though, I'm sure they're very impressive." You wink at him, breaking out into laughter afterwards.

"How about I show you my gentlemen skills by asking you out on a date for Saturday?" He turns to you, as you lean against a wall next to the Ferrari garage.

"Of course, I'm looking forward to it." You replied, as he came closer to you.

"Ay Piastri! What're you doing with my baby sister?" You hear Charles' yell out, coming towards the pair of you.

"I'd start running now." You laugh, watching as he jogs away through the crowds, smirking at Charles.

"I saw you laughing, you can't laugh with other boys." Charles deadpans to you, his protective side coming through.

Growing up with three older brothers meant that they were all very overprotective with you and boys, and made it abundantly clear which lead to situations like this one.

"I'm going on a date!" You sing-sang to him, watching as he tutted and shook his head.

"I'm going to need Arthur's help on this one." He whispered to himself, walking after you.

Defending. (x.t)

PART ONE OF TWO

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: wednesday tells you about her suspicions about xavier but you come to his defense and are determined to find proof to prove her wrong

Warnings: mentions of making a small cut, very little like a drop of blood, hydes? (those ugly mfs) NOT PROOFREAD

a/n: this is going to be in two parts, but part two will be posted late 12/1 or early 12/2 depending on when i finish writing it! it's basically a smut fic for part two which is why i decided to split it up in case people are not comfortable with it!

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“Now, this is too far,” you said to Wednesday as she told you about her suspicions about Xavier being the monster.

“All the evidence points to him.”

 “Wednesday, it’s not him.”

“You’re only saying that because you’re in a relationship with him,” the girl argued back with her.

“No shit, Wednesday. I know him enough to know he’s not. You think I wouldn’t notice by now if he were going around town killing people?”

“You’re letting this blind your judgment,” Wednesday stated. 

“NEWS FLASH WEDNESDAY HE’S NOT THE HYDE! WOULD IT KILL YOU THINK FOR ANYONE BUT YOURSELF?!” you yelled at the girl who just raised her eyebrows back at you.

“What are you going to do when you find out he is?”

“Nothing,” you answered softly you could feel a headache coming from yelling, “There’s nothing to find out.” You walked back inside from the balcony and exited the room before you felt like destroying anything, and Enid would get mad at the mess later.

You wandered around the school before you came upon the statute of Edgar Allen Poe. You sat down near the statute wanting to clear your mind for a second before you looked up and realized the mark beneath the book he was holding. You tried to recall what your mom would always tell you as a kid about the Nightshade Society. 

“He was notorious for his riddles. For it was not one alone, but each line was individual. One to remember is, ‘The answer will give a sharp cracking sound,’ that will help you once you find it,” was something she always mentioned when she talked about Nevermore. 

“A sharp cracking sound,” you repeated as you stood from your spot and it clicked, or more so snapped into place. You raised your right arm and snapped two times. “Thank you, Nightshade Society.”

You walked down the staircase into the dimly lit library. The portraits that hung on the wall of old members caught your eye as you looked about the room. At the end of the portraits you find your parents, they tell you to make a name for yourself, but how could you live up to them? 

“You put that bag over my head, I will choke you with that very rope in your hands,” you warned the people who stood behind you as you looked for your mom’s diary knowing that would be the only thing you could find answers in. “You should know to not mess with a witch with heightened senses.”

“Oh, come on, Y/n, we were just trying to have fun,” Kent joked causing the other to mutter in agreement. 

“I WASN’T GOING TO DO ANYTHING I SWEAR,” Xavier yelped once he notice it was you and threw the bag in his hands to Ajax.

“Someone’s in the dog house tonight…” Yoko teased. Kent and a couple of the others gave a couple howls joining in the joke.

“You know Xavier you could’ve told me about this,” you said as you finally found your mother’s diary. 

“Babe, if I could, I would’ve-”

“He’s sworn to secrecy,” Bianca pointed out as she gave you a dirty look when you walked to a desk with the diary in your arms.

You pulled it out to see she sealed it with magic though not any kind of magic, blood magic. “My family was a part of the Nightshades long before you, although I thought it to be disbanded.”

“Yeah, the group kind of lost its charter 30 years ago after some normie kid died,” Xavier explained which answered your thoughts as he walked up to you noticing that you were looking for something. 

“But we have a lot of wealthy alumni, so Weems looks the other way as long as nobody makes any waves,” Yoko added on. 

“What are you looking for anyways?” Xavier questioned you.

“If you’re trying to open your mom’s diary, you can’t,” Bianca told you cockingly. 

“Maybe you can’t,” you retorted just when you noticed a letter opener sitting at the corner of the table. 

You reached over and grabbed it seeing that it had a sharp edge. You noticed from your peripheral vision that the group was crowding around you to see what you were doing. Xavier was right next to you with his attention on the knife you held in your hand. You lifted your right hand over the book and took the knife to your palm just before it touched your skin you heard shouts from around the room.

“Y/N!”

“Woah, girl, no need to prove a point.”

“No need for bloodshed-”

“What are you doing?!”

“No, no, no, no, absolutely not,” you heard Xavier say as he tried to grab for the knife, but it was too late. “Oh my god, only you. Literally, you’re the only one who would do this.”

You sliced the inside of your palm and allowed for the knife to drop down onto the table as you felt the sting in your palm. You closed your fist and put it directly above the lock on the book. You felt the blood sweep down near the bottom of your fist before it dropped down into the lock. 

“Blood magic?” Yoko asked in amazement when she saw the lock unlatch and you opened to the front page that held your mom’s portrait along with her signature. 

“Only the very best for mother dearest,” you remark sarcastically.

“That explains a lot!” Kent said from behind as Xavier looked around for a first aid kit. “Bianca was trying to open that months ago and nothing would work!” right as the words left his mouth, Bianca smacked him in the back of the head causing him to groan in pain, “Well, ow.”

When Xavier finally found a first aid kit that looked like it could be decades old, he went back to your side and held out his palm to you. Putting your sliced palm in his hand without him even having to ask you. 

“I couldn’t find any actual alcohol to disinfect it, so vodka will have to do,” he unscrewed the bottle with one hand and looked back into your eyes before you gave him a slight nod telling him it was okay for him to do it. “This might sting.”

“Oh shit, I can’t watch,” Ajax gagged as the vodka was poured onto your palm and the blood washed away with it. 

“Makes the both of us,” another member said.

“Stop being babies, people would think you’re the one with the cut palm,” you told them off as taking in the pain with no reaction. “At least I have a hot doctor patching me up,” you smirked.

“Only for you,” Xavier muttered as he focused on wrapping the bandage around your hand. At this point, almost all the members already left not wanting to see what you and Xavier get up to.

“Thanks, babe,” giving him a kiss on the cheek before returning your attention back to your mother’s diary. 

“What was so important that you have to look into your mom’s diary?” he asked you. “You’re looking for answers, but for what?”

“Any information about hydes.”

“That’s the monster, Wednesday was talking about right?”

“The same one she believes you to be, yes.” you look up from the diary to see his confused expression.

“Wait, me?” he wondered aloud.

“I told her it wasn’t you though, but that girl is the most stubborn person I have ever met,” you informed him taking one of his hands in your non-injured one to give it a tight squeeze in reassurance. “You have to be careful, I know you’re not the Hyde, but she is going to do everything she can to prove her point.”

“I love you.” he blurted out to you. “You could’ve easily believed her, but you didn’t.”

“I know you, Xavier. There’s no damn way in hell, I’m going to let you be falsely accused for something you so obviously are not,” you stated. “And, I love you, that’s why I’m trying to see if my mother knew anything about Hydes during her time here,” you smiled at him.

You turned to put the diary back onto the desk as you hurriedly flipped through the pages scanning for any kind of information on the damn monster. You were about to turn to another page just before you noticed a name you’ve heard of before. Francois Sylvanne. Xavier moved to stand behind you leaning over your shoulder to read the diary as well. He placed his hands on your hips to steady himself causing you to lean back into him.

“Seems like Wednesday’s little boy toy just got way more interesting,” you pointed to the name on the page for Xavier to read. 

“Who is she?”

“His mother. The same one he goes to therapy for, I heard she died a while back, and apparently the sheriff isn’t only bad at his job but bad at parenting too,” you explained as you read more of your mom’s writing.

There’s something about this girl. She keeps to herself. Quiet. Distance. Truly an Outcast. I have a feeling something is going on with her or at least something will. I’m going to keep a close eye on her, but she is graduating this year.

“Weird, your mom always has good intuition, I wonder if she’s right about this one too,” Xavier said after he read your mother’s entry. 

You flipped through more pages of the book and found nothing. You looked at every line on the pages, and your mother never mentioned her once again. It wasn’t until you got to the last page of the diary to see a quite messier version of your mother’s writing.

THAT GIRL IS A HYDE. FRANCOIS IS A HYDE. HIDDEN AWAY WITH A NORMIE IN THE TOWN. 

“No,” you gaped as you turned to see nothing more and reached the end of the book.

“Do you think Tyler’s the Hyde?” he whispered into your ear.

“It’s the only way. It makes sense too,” you claimed, “But the question is why?” 

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Man to Make Me Sweat

Pairing: Rooster x Reader (Call Sign: Moxie)

Warnings: Language, Smut, so much smut, porn with plot. Age Gap, Choking, Spanking, Orgasm Denial, Over stimulation, Authority Kink.

Shout out to @thedroneranger for beta reading and listening to my word vomit! This fic was inspired by the Leslie Powell song "Man to Make Me Sweat"

"Guys thank you so much for helping me plan this!" You sqeual at the people infront of you. Rooster's 35th birthday was coming up and you had planned a surprise party with the help of the Dagger Squad, Maverick and Penny, who had agreed to shut the Hard Deck down for the party.

"You know Rooster hates his birthday." Phoenix piped up. "Yes I know, but I'm hoping my little surprise for him will change that." You smirked.

While you were a fellow Navy pilot, you hadn't crossed paths much with the Daggers until you had met Phoenix at a Pole dancing class.

You two instantly hit it off, and she had invited you out to get drinks with them the next night, that's when you met Rooster, and the rest was history. While it was no secret that you and Phoenix took the class together, Rooster had never seen you dance for him, and tomorrow that was about to change.

Phoenix had helped you choreograph a lap dance to one of your favorite songs and you were going to surprise Rooster with it.

Sure it might be a little embarrassing for your coworkers to see your moves, but you wanted your boyfriend to feel extra special for his birthday. You joked that he was going to officially be an old man, to which he defend that there was only a five year age gap between the two of you.

"Well Moxie, if Rooster doesn't appreciate, I know I will" Hangman smirked at you, causing Phoenix to promptly smack him on the back of his head.

"Ow Nix, what the hell?" He grimaced.

"Comments like that are why you don't have a girlfriend and why I have to convince Rooster not to murder you almost everyday." Phoenix responded.

"Okay children enough fighting. Boys I need you guys to go get Rooster and bring him here in one hour. Phoenix and Bob and I are going to finish setting up. Payback since you are the most... responsible of the group, please text me when you are five minutes out." You state before everyone leaves.

An hour later you were hiding behind the stage curtain you had set up. Rooster had been pouting saying how it wasn't fair that his girl wasn't there for his party because you had to work late... boy was he in for a surprise.

Hangman and Coyote had managed to convince him to sit in the strategicly placed chair you had set out.

"And now ladies and gents, Rooster's of all ages, please put your hands together for a very special performance by our very own Moxie!" Phoenix said into the microphone to the group before the music started. You had chosen one of your favorite songs "Man to Make Me Sweat" to do your routine too.

You stepped out onto the stage wearing one of Rooster's Hawiian shirts, a pair of aviator sunglasses, a white crop top and some cut off shorts.

His eyes went wide at the sight of you while the rest of the room of testosterone filled pilots howled and wolf whistled. You noticed Bob over in to corner looking like we was ready to throw Holy Water on everyone.

The first verse started and you began your dance, swaying your body to the beat, flipping your hair and keeping eye contact with Rooster.

You trailed your hands up his thighs and jerked him forward by his dog tags.

When the first chorus began you roughly dropped onto his lap and ground your hips against him. You flipped your hair and pressed your breasts in his face.

You watched him lick his lips as you dropped to the floor for the second verse. Slowly you crawled up his body and guided his hands to touch you.

By the time the second chorus came around you were shamelessly grinding on his now very hard cock as he fondled you.

When the song ended you were both panting while everyone cheered.

Rooster pulled you close and whispered in your ear.

"I'm taking you home right now to show you just how much I can make you sweat Moxie.

Forty minutes later, Rooster was emerging from your thighs after giving you your third orgasm of the night

You can't help but smile. You love it when Rooster gets like this, needy, possessive, primal.

When you first got together everyone gave you shit for dating someone who was almost six years older than you. Several of your civilian friends teased you for having daddy issues or if servicing the elderly was part of your job in the Navy. You just rolled your eyes at their comments, many of them dated men their age or younger, they didn't know what they were missing out on.

No one had ever fucked you like Rooster did, and as your relationship progressed, you didn't hesitate to let your friends know that your "old man" kept you very satisfied while their "younger models" couldn't keep up.

You were finally coming down from you high, but you still weren't satisfied. You wanted to see how far you could push him. Rooster crawled up your body leaving sloppy wet kisses in his wake. His mustache scraped your sensitive skin causing you to tremble.

You felt the fat head of his cock pressing into your slick entrance, and with one fluid motion Rooster was buried in you to the hilt.

"Always so fucking tight for me Moxie. It's like you cunt was made for me." He groaned out before setting a steady rhythm. His fingers flexed against your hips as he drove into you. You could feel his blunt nails digging into your skin.

It always felt so good when he took you, but you wanted his birthday sex to be extra special. You knew he was desperate for you, to mark you, to claim you. Especially after your little show at the Hard Deck, so, you pushed.

"It's that all you've got Old Man?" You moaned out.

His hips stopped suddenly.

"Old Man?" He grunts out while he is still inside you.

You smirk back up at him as he pulls all the way out and slams back into you causing you to arch up.

"You say Old Man like its a bad thing... you think someone younger could fuck you like I do sweetheart? I doubt they could make you cum three times before they even got inside you" He tells you as he picks up the pace. A groan leaves your lips has he drags his cock over your g-spot, the head of it hitting it with each hard stroke.

"I don't know babe, Hangman talks a big game." You shoot back at him.

A low rumble leaves his chest as he pulls out and swiftly flips you over. He pushes your face down into the mattress and has your ass up the in air on display for him.

His large hand makes contact with it causing you to yelp from pleasure and pain.

Rooster fists your hair and and jerks your head up before whispering in your ear. "Moxie baby, I'm only going to tell you this once. Don't ever say his name while I've got you naked ever again. You want to see what this old man's got... I'll show you exactly what this 'old man' is made of, I'll have you so fucked out and cock drunk you won't be able to walk straight for a week darlin"

You knew you had him right where you wanted him, but you were feeling extra bratty so without thinking of the consequences you uttered "Well, what are you waiting for old man, prove it."

That set Rooster a blaze. He roughly palmed your ass before smacking it again. Without warning he plunged himself into you. His hips pistoned against yours quickly driving you to another peak.

"Oh fuck yes Rooster, just like that" you cried out as your hands fisted the sheets. You desperately tried to meet his thrusts but he held you firmly in place.

"Guess I should have known you were a brat with a call sign like Moxie." He grunted out. His fingers dug deeper into your sides as you clamped down on him. You were so close, your body hummed, and just as you were about to fall, he abruptly pulled out.

"Bradley no..." You whined as your chest heaved.

"You didn't really think I was going to let you get away with calling me an old man with out punishment did you sweetheart?" He purred in your ear as he rubbed himself between your folds.

"I'm sorry Rooster, I was just teasing you sir." You groaned, hoping it would cause him to give in, you knew he had an authority kink.

"Have you learned your lesson Moxie?" He asked.

"Yes Sir I promise I have." You stated shaking your head.

This seemed to please him because he pushed back into you. Starting slow and working back up.

You whined and squirmed beneath him. You were even more wound up than before. Each thrust of his hips sent a delicious pleasure through you.

You could feel the tightening in your belly and your toes curling. Rooster's breath was ragged as he pushed both of you to the finish. One of his hands left your hips and made its way to your hair, grabbing it and snapping your head up. You were at his mercy and you were totally okay with that.

"Yes Bradley, right there I'm so close." You moaned out. You could feel your finish, you were so close you could taste it and then... he stopped again.

"Fuck... please...Rooster... please." You groaned.

"If you want to cum baby girl, you're going to have to be more convincing. I don't think you've learned your lesson." He mocked you.

"I promise I have, I'm sorry, I'll be a good girl Bradley, please, please, please let me cum" you babbled. You feel the hot prick of tears in your eyes. He was still deep inside you. You flexed around him causing him to hiss.

That earn you another spank. "Such a fucking needy brat." He said dropping his hand from your hair and curling it around your throat. He pulled you flush against him.

"What do you have to say for yourself?" He whispered in your ear before sinking his teeth into your lobe.

"Only for you sir. I promise I'll be your good girl. Please let me cum." You pleaded with him as tears began to slide down your face.

That seemed to make him have mercy on you. Rooster once again began thrusting into you. This time he didn't hold back, this thrust were hard and demanding. The head of his cock kissed your cervix with each one.

His hand dropped from your throat and went to your clit were he drew tight circles on it. You were so, so close after being wound up and let down twice.

"Rooster please, I'm so close... please... don't stop" you begged.

"I can feel how close you are... I know how bad you need to cum. Just say the magic word darling and I will give you what you want." He cooed to you.

Your bratty side had gone to his head and now he was on a power trip. You knew what he wanted, and he knew you were desperate but you still refused to give it.

"Please sir, let me be your good girl and cum for you. Let me cum all over your cock." You moaned.

"While that sounds amazing honey, those aren't the words I'm looking for." He shot back.

"Rooster—please!" You shouted as he gave a particularly hard thrust.

He laughed.

"Say it. Come on princess I know you're dying to cum. You're the one who keeps torturing yourself. Quit. Being. So. Fucking. Stubborn. And. Say. It." He punctuated each word with a hard snap of his hips.

You let out a pathetic whimper as the small trickle of tears turned into a stream.

"DADDY PLEASE!" You screamed throwing your head back. You couldn't take it anymore.

"That's right. That's my girl." He praised you.

Rooster picked up his efforts, pounding into you erratically while his finger worked your clit.

"Oh fuck Daddy I'm so close please don't stop." You begged him, you knew if he did stop you wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Daddy isn't going to stop until you cum all over him Princess. Come in baby I know how bad you need to. Be a good girl and cum for Daddy." He moaned in your ear.

Your chest was heaving and your heart was racing, you felt overwhelmed everything was too much and not enough at the same time. Your body was wound tight. A rubber band waiting to snap. Rooster continued his assault, pushing you further and futher toward your pleasure. His hand on your hip came across your chest and pulled you impossibly closer to him.

His lips found your ear as he panted out "Cum for me." It wasn't a statement, it was a demand, and it was all you needed to finish.

Your body shook as pleasure coursed through you, covering his cock, your thighs, his thighs, and the sheets.

"YesyesyesohyesDaddy" you babbled out as your body trembled against him.

Rooster followed closely behind you, filling you to the brim and spilling out, his release mixing with your own.

You both collapsed against the bed, thoroughly spent. It took you both several minutes to regain your composure.

You turned over in his arms to face him.

"How was that for an Old Man?" He joked. "S'good" you slurred, your body still coming down from the high.

"Happy Birthday." You murmured snuggling close to him.

"Thank you baby. How about we get a nice hot bath and get cleaned up and then change the sheets before bed? We made a mess." He said before pressing a kiss to your hair line.

"Sounds good Roo." You mumbled into his chest as he picked you up and carried you to the bathroom.

He drew a hot bath and gently set you in before climbing in behind you. You relaxed against his chest.

"Roos, you may be an old man, but I'm glad your mine." You sighed against him.

"I'm glad I'm your old man to baby." He grinned before relaxing further into the hot water.

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˗ˏˋ SNOW ANGELS ˎˊ˗

summary: making snow angels with your love pairing: xavier thorpe x gn!reader ꒰ wednesday ꒱ warnings: none fluff | angst | songfic | blurb | headcanons | fic word count: 0.2k || masterlist || christmas blurb event

xavier was woken up by knocking at the door. ajax groaned and clamped his pillow over his head.

"go get the door, man," he moaned, burying his face under the blankets. xavier rolled his eyes and got up to see who was knocking at — he checked the clock — six in the morning.

"hi xavi!" his lover stood at the door, bundled in layers of warm coats. they held out a steaming cup of hot chocolate. "go put your coat on," they demanded, smiling. they peered over his shoulder and waved at ajax. "hi ajax." he groaned.

"why do i need my coat?" xavier asked. yn rolled their eyes.

"because, we're going to go outside and make snow angels, silly. didn't you get my text?" xavier remembered seeing a notification pop up on his phone about it snowing.

"right, yeah, sorry." he turned and gestured for them to wait outside. "im gonna get dressed," he smiled.

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xavier sipped at his hot chocolate as he watched his lover giggle with enid as the two made snow angels and tried to convince wednesday to join them.

he smiled. yn looked at him and scrambled to their feet. they pulled him up and dragged him, laughing, towards a patch of fresh snow. wednesday was telling enid something about how snow angels are meaningless fruits of a labor that would be washed away by another snowfall.

he rolled his eyes at his friends and joined his lover on the ground. they were already making a snow angel, moving their arms and legs back and forth.

"yn."

"yeah, xavi?" they glanced at him, a smile on their cold-reddened face.

"your snow angel is pretty."

"you're pretty," they replied.

Xavier x Reader - Maybe a few more lessons. Pt 2.

Plot - During second term, you join Nevermore academy. One of the first things you do is join the archery club, and from there you get to know Xavier Thorpe. At first he seems head over heels for Wednesday, but maybe at some point he'll see something in you? In school, you go through many dilemmas which you need to solve.

Part 2

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Spending the afternoon with Xavier, it turns out he was pretty funny. He was nice to he around, even if it was to help you with archery. Thought a lot of the time all be spoke about was Wednesday, it was sort of annoying. Whatever we spoke about, the subject changed to Wednesday. Wednesday this, Wednesday that. God was he obsessed with her. It was once sided however.

You were adjusting fine to the new school and the new environment. You made a fair share of freinds, Bianca and her freinds and then again you occasionally spoke to Wednesday.

"You know Xavier is madly inlove with you." You told Wednesday the obvious as you sat next to her. Of couse she gave no reaction, just looked at you with a vacant expression. "Well he needs to get the hint I don't reciprocate those feelings." You laughed at her straight forward answer with her dull eyes. Though, Wednesday didn't see what was funny about it. "He talks about you all the time you know, I've seen his drawings." You mused to Wednesday as he budged your shoulder againts hers. "I've seen them too. And I dread looking at myself. He's wasting his talent." You gave up and sighed to yourself. "Why don't you try him out?" You asked the question. "(Y/n) the last man I actually tried things out with turned out to be a psychopath. I'm not doing that again." Wednesday stood up abruptly and looked down at you. Defeated, you decided to leave. "Yeah yeah okay." You're voice trailed into silence as you left the dorm room.

Walking down the dark plank walls, walking back outside. You snuffed the cold air up your nose. It was chilly out, more than usual. Not many people were out, but with no fail you see Xavier. He stands at a wall as he paints one of the walls. Curious on what he's doing, you walk over to him. Creeping up from behind. He hates it, but you secretly adore making him jump. Again you stand behind him, peering your eyes past him as you look at his painting. All you do is stand and gaze at the painting. You get lost in thought. "I like the colours." You decide to speak up, making Xaviers shoulders jump as he almost drops his paint brush. "You need to stop doing that." Xavier said as he turned to look down at you. His eyes met yours. "Are you not cold painting outside like this?" You ask as you walk buy him to take a closer look at the painting. Just to see the detail up close. Though Wednesday didn't appreciate his art, you certainly did. Xavier now behind you, shook his head as he continued to look at you. His eyes followed as you moved closer to the painting. "No, not really. My hands are cold but that's about it." His knuckles now a dusty red along with his fingers tips and nose. You turn back to look. "You make really nice drawings Xavier." You totally ignored what he say and come back with your own comment. The comment seemed to make him fluster and shake his head. "Thank you (y/n) at least some appreciate my art. Unlike others..." He was talking about Wednesday. You laugh at his comment as you averted your gaze from his, looking over to the open space were the crows of people had thinned out. "Maybe its best if you go inside now. If your hands freeze and fall off, you won't be able to paint." You say as you shrug your shoulders nonchalantly and walk past him, heading inside. Even you were cold, and would much rather be inside than in the nipping colds. Xavier glanced down at his hands and internally agreed with what you said. Quickly packing up to catch up to your side. He held his equipment under his arm as he now walked by your side. "I never asked why you ended up at this school. Or really, what I'm asking is what's your ability?" Xavier tried to find the right words to not offend you when he asked the question. From the corner of his eyes he looked at you, waiting momentarily for your reply. You paused, and didn't know if you should tell him. With your ability you were always deemed untrustworthy and manipulative. But Xavier would know better than to think that. Right?

"I can...do stuff with minds. I can look into a person's mind and see what they think, and all sorts of things." You tried to explain as you walked into the warmer interior of the academy. "So... you can manipulate minds?" Xavier shorted what you said. His tone curious. You hated the way he worded it but he was right. "Well I wouldn't say it like that, but yes I suppose that's what it is. But since you asked the question, what can you do?" You brushed past the topic trying to bring the focus onto something else. Xavier glanced at his artsy things in his hold. "I bring drawings to life." He said with a smile on his face. And you looked at him, his hair pulled away from his face into a man bun with exra hair hanging down his neck ; that was angled down to look at you. "Wow, that's really cool actually. That makes sense now actually. I bet you can pull lots of pranks with that." He did look like the devious type. With a smirk on his face, he gave a halfassed laugh. "Well yeah I suppose I can." Xavier shrugged his shoulders. You took a step back away from him. "Anyway, bye. I'll see you at archery tomorrow... its too cold today." You didn't give Xavier a chance to reply as you had already turned around to leave. Walking in the direction of your dorm section. "Aww that's a shame, I was looking forward to seeing you." You heard from behind as Xavier teased as he too turned away to go up to his dorm room. A smile hinted on your lips at his humor.

Arriving at your dorm, Bianca was sat on her bed on her phone as you walked in. She took a moment to register that you walked in. "Oh hey (y/n) where were you?" She placed her phone faced down and raised her head to watch you as you placed your bag down before you sluggishly got into the warmth of your bed. "I was with Wednesday, and then pumped into Xavier." Biancas expression dimmed. "Oh well." She said picking her phone back up. You took this opportunity to ask why she always seemed like this. "Hey Bianca, whats up with you and Xavier, I mean you always seem to get annoyed whenever he's mentioned." You enquired as you strighted your posture to look at her and analyse her face. Silence lingred in the air. The two of you just sitting there waiting for somsone to speak. "He's my ex. He broke up with me and accused me of using my siren powers on him to manipulate him." Bianca replied bluntly. Her words catching you off guard for a moment. "Oh I'm sorry." You replied not knowing how to sympathise with her. "Well I understand now, I would be bitter too if he did that." Your head lowered away from her as you looked down at your hands that were all red from the cold. "If that wasn't worse enough. He lets Wednesday walk all over him no problem." Bianca processed to mutter under her breath but you still caught onto what she said. You decided to ignore it.

Either way, your phone vibrated in your pocket. Reaching for it to go see what it was. It was a text.

A text reading : 'Hey (y/n) it's xavier. ' How the hell did he get your number. You didn't recall giving it to him. Glancing up from the text and Bianca. You decided to answer. (Y/n) - 'Care to explain HOW you got my number?' Xavier replied only a few moments later. Xavier - 'that's you don't need to know. But that's one way to say hi back.'

You rolled your eyes and continued to reply. The two of you exchanged a few texts here and there, but most of the time you took ages to reply to him. But it wad mutual.

What a strange guy you thought to yourself. As you looked over his number before placing your phone down next to you. You pulled out homework for your herbology class, the new teacher really put a lot of homework In the first week for you. Now that you think of you... she mentioned an assignment.

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Let's go I got part 2 out quite fast, but whatever. But I'm alresdy thinking of ideas for the next one 💔

Word count : 1460

Draw Me Like One of Your French Girls - Xavier Thorpe x Reader

Summary: It's Friday and everyone is heading out to Jericho for some fun. But you and Xavier think you can have plenty of fun right in his dorm.

TW: profanity, innuendo, sexual situations, p in v sex, fucking without protection (wrap it before you tap it, kids)

Word Count: 1,744 words

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Wednesday characters nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.

You tap your pencil against your notebook impatiently, staring at the clock, willing it to go faster. Xavier looks over and gives you a small smile.

“So anxious.”

“Shut up,” you mumble as he takes your hand in his, “I just want this stupid class to be over.”

“I thought herbology is your favorite,” Xavier raises an eyebrow at you, nudging you.

You give your boyfriend a dirty look, “Don’t be cute. I need this class to be over.”

“I wonder why.”

And Ms. Thornhill tells you that class is over and you can pack your things. All of your belongings are quickly and carelessly tossed into your bag while Xavier watches you in amusement.

Ever since Rowan left, or was murdered according to Wednesday, your boyfriend has had his dorm to himself. And last weekend, after he snuck you in, he made a suggestion that’s been cemented in your mind ever since he said it.

“Hey, you remember that movie? Titanic?”

You look at him, curious, “Where Leo dies?”

“Well, that’s part of it,” he grins slightly, “Would you let me draw you like that?”

“Wait, when he draws the girl naked?”

“Yeah.”

As you’re leaving the classroom, Ms. Thornhill pulls you aside, needing to talk to you about something to do with your roommate, Yoko. You sigh, hiding your annoyance as best as you can, turning to Xavier.

“I’ll meet you up there,” you say quietly.

He presses a quick kiss to your forehead before walking out of the room. You can’t help but stare after him and admire him. His broad shoulders, the grace with which he carries himself. He turns back and winks at you, making you laugh quietly.

After Ms. Thornhill finally releases you, you race up to your dorm, ignoring Enid’s excited wave. You love her, but for fuck’s sake, if you miss out on time with your boyfriend to hear her complain about that dumbass stoner kid, you’re going to murder her.

Yoko is in your room, watching you with slight interest as you quickly change your clothes, “You and Xavier going into town?”

You shake your head, grinning at her, “No, no we are not. We’re staying in, if you know what I mean.”

She snickers, heading out the door, “Have fun.”

“Oh, I will!”

You hear her laugh again before she closes the door.

You quickly rid yourself of your underwear, wanting to surprise Xavier when you show up and take your uniform off. You can practically see his face in your mind’s eye. You fix your makeup and hair before walking over to your boyfriend’s dorm.

Weems almost catches you, so you duck behind a Poe statue, rendering yourself invisible. After she leaves, you bolt over to Xavier’s dorm, banging on the door.

“It’s open!”

You open the door, enter Xavier’s dorm, and turn around to slam it shut, locking it behind you. Xavier stares at you, confused.

“Weems almost caught me,” you explain, running into his open arms and grinning up at him, “Hello.”

“Hi,” he smiles down at you, kissing you softly, his hands resting on your hips, “You ready to do this?”

“Mhm,” you say, pulling back from him, “Born ready.”

He grabs his desk chair and takes a seat, “Undress for me.”

You shed your uniform jacket, followed by your shoes. You turn around, letting your shirt and skirt drop to the ground, revealing to Xavier you’re wearing nothing underneath. You hear his breath hitch. You smirk to yourself and move to lay down on his bed.

“How do you want me?”

“Uh.”

You laugh, seeing his jaw hanging, looking like a cartoon character, “Well?”

He walks toward you, moving to grab your face and pull you into a kiss, but you stick your hand up between his lips and yours. He opens his eyes and stares at you in confusion.

“You don’t get to touch me until you’re done. I want my sketch, baby.”

He frowns, “C’mon, babe, you can’t be serious!”

You pat his cheek, grinning at him, “I am.”

You lay down on his bed, posing like the girl from Titanic did and quoting in as dramatic a voice as possible, “Draw me like one of your French girls, Xavier.”

Xavier sighs but laughs in spite of himself at how ridiculous you are. He drags his feet back over to his chair. He’s like a little kid who just got his favorite toy taken away.

He pulls his chair close to you and opens his sketchbook, “Okay, I don’t get to touch you till I’m done?”

“Wow, great memory,” you tease him.

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” he rolls his eyes, moving his pencil along the paper for only a moment or two before closing the sketchbook, “Done! Let’s make out now.”

You give him a look, “That fast? Show it to me.”

He sighs, opening the book and showing you the page. Your jaw drops.

“It’s a fucking stick figure, X!”

“You didn’t say the drawing had to be good!”

You shake your head, “If you don’t do draw me and do it well, I’m not fucking you for a week.”

His eyes widen, “You’re kidding, right?”

“I’m so fucking serious, baby.”

He pouts and rips out the page with his awful stick figure, crumpling it up and tossing it at you, “Here.”

You toss it back at him, “No! I feel like she’s judging me with those creepy eyes and weird boobs!”

He throws his head and laughs at you, “I love you so much.”

And he starts actually sketching. You watch him as he works. He’s beautiful, you think, as his eyes move between you and the sketchbook, his hair falling slightly in his face. He looks more intense than you’ve ever seen him when he’s doing a sketch. It’s a bit of an ego boost, if you’re being honest.

When he’s done, around thirty minutes later, he moves to lie down in his bed next to you, handing you the sketchbook, “I hope this one is more to your liking, my muse,” he teases.

You open it and gasp. You always knew he was talented, but this? This is something else. And the way he’s drawn you makes you feel like you’re the most beautiful person to have ever walked the earth. You look at him, smiling, a little shy now.

“Aw, don’t get all coy on me now,” he teases, “You were acting like a little minx when we started.”

“Is this really how you see me?” you ask, rolling over to straddle him, carefully setting his book on his side table, “I mean, I-”

He nods, moving his hands to hold your thighs, pulling you closer to him, “Yeah. It is.”

You lean down and kiss him, moving your hands to run through his hair. He moans into your mouth, moving his hands to squeeze your ass as you grind yourself against him.

“Gotta let me get out of these clothes, babe.”

You move off of him for a second and let him stand up to ditch his clothes, each article that comes off revealing more of him to you. You smile at him, staring in admiration.

“I think you’re beautiful too, X.”

He moves to lie down beside you, facing you, “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.”

He lifts your leg to drape it over his and looks at you questioningly, “You’re okay if I-”

You nod, “Enid took me to get a refill on my birth control. It’s fine. And I’ve been wet the whole fucking time you were sketching me, so do us both a favor and skip the foreplay,” you press a kiss to the corner of his mouth and whisper, “I need you inside of me right now.”

He nods eagerly and slides into you, making you moan at the way he fills you up. He stays there for a moment, completely still, reveling in how warm you wet you feel around him.

“X, baby,” you plead, taking his face in your hands, “Please? Move?”

He nods, pulling you closer and bucking his hips into yours, going even deeper, still laying beside you. You haven’t fucked in this position before, but you love the intimacy of it and you know he does too. He watches you intently, loving each expression you make, the sound of each of your pants and whines of his name.

He sets a faster pace, holding your leg in place on top of his and fucking into you like he’ll never get to touch you again. Each time, it feels like he’s fucking you harder, faster, deeper than the thrust before. He moves his hand from your leg to rub your clit, making you whine at the sensation. It’s almost too much, but at the same time, it’s never enough.

“Tell me you love me,” he whispers, “Tell me what I do to you.”

“I love you,” you somehow manage to say as his long cock slams into you, “You make me feel like we’re the only two people in the world.”

Xavier kisses you, continuing to rub your clit and thrust into you, making you cry out his name as he brings you closer to the edge. You feel a burning heat in your stomach and know you’re close, your body clenching around him.

“Come for me, Y/N,” he murmurs.

And with one last thrust, he has you screaming his name; you feel every part of your body is on fire and the only thing that can help is him.

He fucks you through your high, only pulling out to spill himself onto the bed.

Xavier presses a kiss to your forehead, smiling at you, “That was amazing. You were amazing.”

You press a kiss to his chest, where his heart is, “I love you, X. More than I ever thought I could ever love a person.”

He rests his forehead against yours and looks into your eyes, “Is it weird if I tell you that you’re kind of my best friend?”

You grin at him, “No. Because you’re my best friend too.”

You roll on top of him, laughing to yourself, making Xavier ask, “What’s so funny?”

“We should reenact the car scene next time. You know? When Leo’s hand is in the window and it’s all steamy-”

You feel him harden again against your leg, “Babe,” he grins, “The night’s still young. Let’s find a car.”

Please Xavier simping hardcore over Nevermore’s Princess. She’s the epitome of perfection in everyone’s eyes no one can find it in them to hate her, not even Wednesday. Just like Xavier behind a total love sick puppy while she’s just oblivious to his love until he gets completely frustrated after assuming Kent (male siren) asked her on a date (he a little slow he really asking her to tutor him) so Xay confesses his undying love for her

Xavier Thorpe x Reader: Nevermore's Princess.

Words: 2201

Warnings: maybe there's swearing?? i don't remember, there's a bit of angst but fluff at the end. miscommunication and xavier are friends, apparently, and i completely agree.

Reader pronouns: well, reader is labeled as princess several times and i guess it's fem coded, but who am i to say? there are no pronouns stated.

Summary: Xavier eavesdrops to you an Kent talking and he assumes what it's not.

Author's note: Thanks for requesting! This idea was really good and the details were so good to use during the process, I love this kinds of requests. Keep them coming! Xavier is always welcomed in my inbox. Hope you like it, this is probably one of my favorite ones yet and I might do a part 2 (the date) if someone requests it!! (so please, request it?)

Do not copy my work, I’ll eat you (Jennifer Check style). Requests are open, send your Xavier ones right away!!! I also write for Wednesday, Tyler, Bianca, Ajax, Young Gomez and Young Morticia. I put that cliche, beautiful song because I think it fits the vibes? The artwork has been done by myself, but the xavier icon is from @jetaimedit so go check out their work!

Edited?: No lol ( also have in mind that english is not my first language so there will probably be mistakes ).

Xavier had been head over heels for you since the moment he had first talked to you — and seriously, who could blame him? Practically everyone in Nevermore had fallen under your charms with the gift of your smile, your insatiable mind and your kind words. It hadn’t been hard for you to make your way into one of the most popular students in the school, earning the Nevermore’s Princess title. 

And the truth is, you got along with everyone. You hadn’t had a single crash with Bianca and the sirens, who had been the first ones to approach you given your strong personality and vivacious aura. Wednesday Addams, the new student, had been, if anything, the toughest nut to crack out of everyone; but when you gave her the space she needed and the enough amount of attention — which, it was fair to say, was little —, even she had been able to tolerate you. You were perfect, and although he had looked at you with his eyes narrowed the first time he saw you, now you were the object of his every thought, day and night, afternoon and dawn. 

Coach Vlad had paired you up together during Fencing when Rowan had failed to attend that day, given he had caught a cold and was at his dorm still feeling under the weather. You weren’t perfect in the sport, but you had been good enough to impress Xavier, good enough to make him take off his mask and look at you with a raised eyebrow. You had mimicked him, then, giving him a smile once the epee mask wasn’t covering your features anymore. And just like that, as you said something witty that Xavier would never forget, he was lovestruck by you.

You continued to train together during the next Fencing classes, growing comfortable enough with each other to make conversation while Coach Vlad wasn’t instructing your movements. That’s how he found out you were always ready to say something funny, or willing to say a praise due to his movements or — after you two had finished, masks off — a compliment about how pretty his hair looked. It was a fact, it was nice to be around you. That, Xavier tried to convince himself, was the reason why he had saved you a seat next to him in Botany class one day you arrived late, seeing how Wednesday had occupied your usual spot next to Yoko. You had thanked him in a rush once you arrived, teeth flashing in a gorgeous smile he spent drawing for the next whole week, and in the next class, you were the one saving his seat next to you. How you hadn’t found out about his more than evident crush, attentive Wednesday couldn’t tell. The first one said it was due to oblivion.

However, Xavier and you weren’t exactly friends — your friends were Yoko, Bianca, and surprisingly for someone as lonely as him, Rowan. Xavier had just grown to be a classmate with whom you stopped to talk in the hallways, or with whom you crossed paths during your visits to Jericho. He felt like flying when he was with you, but Xavier wasn’t your friend and wasn’t anything else, as he realized that god awful day.

After lunch break, Xavier had been meaning to go to his private art studio to let some of the tension go. He had had another nightmare, and the sight of the dangerous monster lurking outside Nevermore’s grounds had haunted him for the whole morning, although he had managed to keep it together. So he was on his way to the art studio, when he saw you, your back turned to him, and decided to approach you since you would have Fencing together in the next class and he would be fast enough to think of something that could spark up the conversation.

He was already polishing an excuse to perfection, close enough, when he caught a glance of who you were talking to. Lately, you had been around Kent, and Xavier had noticed. It wasn’t really a surprise seeing you with him, then, but when he noticed the shine in Kent’s eyes, Xavier stopped slightly and kept his distance from you two, enough to hear you talk. He wasn’t spying on you, Xavier reminded himself. He was just waiting for you to be alone so he could talk to you.

“... so I was wondering, because I would really like to.” Was what he heard Kent say, and Xavier’s brows furrowed together. Was he asking you out on a date? It didn’t look like it… did it?

Then you chuckled, that melodious and unorganized sound that always brought a smile to his face. This time, it didn’t. “Of course! You’ll see, Kent, we’ll have a great time.”

“Really?” Kent’s face lit up, almost as he was surprised. He had totally asked you out on a date, and you had said yes. “That's great, wow.”

“Let’s go to Jericho. I know just the perfect place.”

Kent smiled, and he started to walk away without looking away from you. “I’ll pick you up at five, then? Tomorrow?”

“Sure. It’s a date, then!” Xavier could almost hear the smile on your voice, which made him even more frustrated if possible.

What could he expect, though? He hadn’t given you any signs of him wanting to go out on a date with you. It wasn’t your fault, not at all; it was his. He should have shown you that sketch of you he had been making when you had asked to see what he was doing during Botany class last week. He should have asked more smugly for your phone number, and he should have texted you earlier when he had seen that sweater you had mentioned to him at one of Jericho’s shops, instead of letting you text him about it. Xavier should have made so many moves that Kent was making now, and there was nothing he could really do about it.

Shaking his head, Xavier walked away from the school so he could finally lock himself up in his art studio, without you noticing he had been there the whole time.

Xavier was acting differently — you noticed as soon as he had avoided your gaze when he got the foil sword in his hand. You had decided not to say anything, though, and instead put your mask on and waited for Coach Vlad’s signal to start. When you finally began practicing, you just couldn’t believe what was happening.

He wasn’t just going easy on you or letting you win, he was failing and losing constantly because he wasn’t even paying real attention to what he or you were doing. You weren’t that good to win like that, and although he looked like he tried at the beginning of every duel, he ended up slumping back and making the dumbest mistakes you had ever seen in his technique. It actually frustrated you, how little work and training you were getting down because of what he was doing, but there needed to be an explanation as to why he was being so… unlike himself. 

“Xavier, wait!” You said when the class finished, all of your classmates exited the room while Coach Vlad took his deserved break. Your mask, like everyone's, was already off, but you were still gripping your sword with your gloved hand.

Xavier forced himself to stop walking, turning to you, waiting for you to say something. You didn’t though, and waited until everyone except you two had left the room. You were, more or less, six feet away from each other — it was the furthest you had stood from each other since you had met. 

His hair, untied, was falling into his face in blonde tousled locks of hair. Xavier was tired, you can tell by the look of his face, but that wasn’t enough explanation. “What’s wrong?”

“What do you mean?” He frowned. 

“You think I didn’t notice?” You asked, still finding a way to sound nice. For the longest second, Xavier feared you had found out he had been eavesdropping your conversation with Kent. “You’ve been off the whole lesson, what’s wrong?” Xavier almost took in a sharp breath — you hadn’t found out.

He was quick to shake his head. “It’s nothing.”

“Balls.” You said, raising your eyebrows up to the sky. You took a step closer to him, the point of your sword against the mats. Xavier didn’t move away. “You can tell me, Xav.”

“It’s nothing you should worry about, Y/N, believe me.” Xavier almost murmured, and he turned away to leave the classroom.

However, your hand kept him from leaving. When you saw him moving, you quickly walked towards him and grabbed the wrist of the hand that was holding his helmet, asking him in silence to stay just yet. It made him look down, at the sight of your gloved hand around the fencing jacket covering his upper body. Then Xavier looked up to you, in a confused silence that you did not understand. 

“I would like to know.” You said, softly enough to make every single hair on his body stand on edge. It made him feel so soft, but he remembered almost instantly what had made him feel so bad, and before he could realize, he was already telling you.

“I saw you with Kent today, after lunch, on the courtyard. He asked you out on a date. I was… I don’t know.”

Your face blanked for some seconds, sheer surprise washing all over your features in a different glow. His words actually made your brain stop, trying to figure out when it had happened what he was saying — Kent, courtyard, lunch, date… It took more than it probably should have, but suddenly you realized what he was talking about. 

“A date—? No.” Laughter spilled out of your mouth, like it was impossible for you to go out on a date with Kent. Xavier didn’t understand anything as you shook your head, amused. “He was asking me to tutor him. He’s having trouble with History and Botany, and I’m not that bad at those, so… It’s a study date.”

Xavier opened his mouth, closed it when he found no words were coming out, and then opened it again. “But you said you knew just the place.”

“Yes, the library.” You said gently, tilting your head to the side. “Don’t tell him that, though.”

“Oh.” Oh. He was an idiot — even more, he was probably the most idiot out of all the idiots in the world. It felt like a weight had been lifted from his lovesick heart, but then he realized, he had told you.

And now you were looking at him with those eyes of yours, your head still tilted to the side, your demeanor shifting slowly to some kind of shyness he had never seen before when your eyes looked down at the point of your sword against the matts. A blush crept on his cheeks as he realized what you were going to ask next — it was inevitable, he had put himself in this position. 

“So that’s why you were upset?” You said, your tone dropping a little bit but not quite whispering. Even though you felt his intense gaze on you, you didn’t look up. “Because you thought I was going on a date?”

His blush darkened on his cheeks and nose. Xavier immediately started saying something, but he stumbled over his words and shut his mouth tight as he tried to put some order in his mind while you looked at him, lips slightly pursed like the whole thing was about him thinking you weren’t worthy or something of going out on a date — which was completely wrong. 

“No, I–I just, uhm.” Xavier shook his head, as if to prove his point, and you waited awkwardly for something with more substance. He forced himself to sigh and then take in a deep breath, or else the fumbling wouldn’t be over in a thousand years. “I really really like you, and honestly I have no idea how you haven’t noticed yet because I can’t stop smiling when I’m with you and I think I’m talking too much now.”

“Oh.” You said, with a breathy laugh. Your fingers started fidgeting, almost making you drop your sword. The look he gave you was so desperate for something else out of you. “If you like me, then why didn’t you ask me out on a date?”

Xavier gestured at himself. “Because of this.” He said, then slightly laughing at himself. You laughed too, and looked up at him, like trying to encourage him to finally say the words. His hand came to the back of his neck. “So, ehm, would you like to go out on a date with me? Tomorrow, maybe?”

“Yeah!” A wonderful, happy shine came to your face as you almost stood on your heels. “Wait— No, tomorrow I have to go with Kent.”

“Right, how could I forget?” He said, making you laugh. “The day after that?”

You nodded. “I’m free.”

“Not anymore, then.” His smile was the widest you had seen so far on him.

Helloo hope all is well! I was hoping to put in a request for a Xavier x Addams/reader and have it be like that once scene from Titanic where he draws her in the necklace doesn’t have a to be smut of course but still that longing of intimacy

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pairing: Xavier Thorpe X fem!Addams reader summary: Xavier paints you warnings: mentions of n00dity, mentions of sex note: the reader isn't actually specified as an addams. also he calls the reader sweetheart because i feel as though he's the type of guy to say that.

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you sat in Xavier's shed on a small couch you made him put in there for you, watching him as he stroked a canvas with his brush. the way his hand was flexing while moving the brus along the canvas sent you to somewhere you couldn't explain.

something about seeing him so focused on painting made you want something from him. something you didn't want to say out loud.

you were staring at what would be a painting and thought of what it would be like for him to paint you like that.

you started to imagine him focused on painting you instead of all the other things he's painted and immediately felt weak. but you shouldn't. You and Xavier weren't exactly dating, but you guys weren't just friends either. you two were in a confusion position in your relationship and you didn't want to wreck what you two have.

although you would never say it, you wished he would paint you.

after a while he finished his art and stood staring at it, still contemplating whether he liked it or not, you stood up from the small couch and stood next to him

"I love it" you told him

he looked down at you and smiled softly, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and side hugged you

"something about it doesn't seem...right" he confessed with a sigh

"I think it looks perfect" you said

he chuckled before placing a kiss on your head, gently stroking your hair.

"well then, if you like it I like it." he shrugged

it was quiet for a moment, standing next to each other comfortably

"it's getting late, we should probably head back"

---

you thought back to last night and got excited to watch him paint again

"you must get so bored just sitting there watching me paint almost ever day" Xavier stated, opening the door to his shed.

"I like it" you said with a small polite small

"do you want me to teach you to draw or something, get you more involved or something so your not just sitting there?" he asked

"well there is" you paused for a second "something"

"and what would that be" the corner of his lips raised to form a small smirk

"you could, well, you could-" you cut yourself off, too nervous to say it

"I could?"

"you could paint me?" it sounded more like a question than a statement

his face brightened up and the smile on his face grew wider

"you want me to draw you?" his eyebrows were raised, he seemed a bit taken back but his face said he loved the idea

"that's what I said, yes" you nodded, walking in the shed as he held the door for you

he closed the door after him and stood there looking at you with a smug smile on his face

"don't get me wrong, you look beautiful, but I don't want to paint you in your school uniform" he chuckled lightly

"I wasn't exactly planning on wearing this" you said, looking down at your uniform

"well what are you going to wear then?"

"nothing" you said quietly, shrugging.

Xavier gulped down a lump in his throat, he felt himself become hot and his hands went a bit clammy, he wondered if he had heard you right

"what do you mean nothing?"

you took your blazer off and placed it on the chair in the corner

"unless you would like me to wear something else" you sighed

"no, no you can wear nothing, I'm happ-fine with that, just take your clothes off. and I'll get ready" he turned around and begun digging through his supplies

you felt a bit nervous again, you wondered if he felt uncomfortable about this. but you were already half way through this.

Xavier had a small smirk on his face as he set his stuff up, knowing that right behind him, you were getting undressed.

"I'm ready" you said standing behind him, ready for him to start

he turned around and smiled when he saw you, you noticed that his jaw was flexing while he tried not to explore your bare body with his eyes

"do you want to sit on the couch, that would be more comfortable" he suggested, pointed to the couch behind you

you nodded before going back to sitting down

"try a more natural potion" he said looking at how you positioned yourself oddly

you moved yourself on the couch to a better spot but apparently that wasn't good enough because you walked up to you and moved you himself

"there, that's better" he stood straight and walked back to his canvas.

"so just stay there, try not to move a lot" he told you before picking up his paintbrush.

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Xavier kept looking back at you every second. he told himself it was to help him with the painting but he already has the scene imprinted in his brain that he didn't need to look back at you anymore.

he was just taking his chance to admire you in such state, and he did so while biting his lip or licking his lips, thinking about touching you.

you two made small talk until he was almost done. he looked at the clock on the wall and noticed the time.

"it's basically done, I'll just finish the details tomorrow" he sighed and put down his paint brush, wiping his slightly sweaty hands on his pants.

"can I see it?" you said sitting up on the couch

"wait no, stay there" he said taking off his jumper and hung it on the back of the chair

"I still have something to do" he said.

you then grew confused about what he meant by that, he had said he was done for tonight and that he would finish later, what else would he need to do?

he walked closer to you on the couch and looked down and you with a smirk on his face. he placed a hand on the back of the couch and climbed on top of you, a knee placed between your thighs and the other on the other side.

"what do you need to do?" you said. you weren't clueless, but your mind was foggy and too up in the clouds for you to notice what was happening.

he licked his lips while staring down at you, moving his knee closer to your heat

"you"

the tone in his voice make you nervous and become flustered, you wanted to say something but you couldn't muster the words.

"did you seriously think you can lay there in front of me naked for almost two hours and I wouldn't do anything about it?" he chuckled lowly. his hot breath fanning against your blushing face

you stayed silent, staring up at him longingly, feeling a wet patch begin to form between your legs.

"god your in for a long night, sweetheart" he smirked at you.

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hope that was good enough

summary Xavier's mad when he finds out you ventured in the woods once again in search of the monster but it quickly turns to worry when he realizes you got hurt.

tags f!reader, Enid and reader are roommates instead, Wednesday plays minor role

word count 1325

a/n I can't be the only simp sooo… enjoy this? I've got other stuff u write about too !! @dearhargrove & @tatesdiary 💓

"I have a bad feeling about this," Enid worries, her voice shaky. You huff, "Either we find it or more people get hurt. You choose," you look at her over your shoulder, expecting it when she bites her lip and looks away.

Tyler sighs, "I agree, though. We should call the Sheriff-" Wednesday interrupts him, "And get me expelled? If Goody was right I have to stay," she says it in the usual emotionless tone of hers and you laugh a little at Tyler's perplexed expression.

"If the monster was here we'd have heard it by now, it's not exactly quiet," they all turn to you with different looks - Wednesday looks the tiniest bit relieved and the other two either want to strangle you or are contemplating just doing it.

You shrug and grin sheepishly before following after the black haired girl, who had picked the lock by now. Your torch and the full moon bathe everything in a warm glow and you depart from the rest as Wednesday suggested.

"You go with her," Enid looks torn but listens and quickly goes after the other girl.

"Tyler?" You call but don't get an answer. With a sigh and an eye roll you decide to check the cellar out first. While making your way downstairs you sigh, Xavier would be super mad if he found out you'd gone with Wednesday again.

In his short visions he'd seen the girl before - which in turn had made you jealous until you found out he saw the monster as well - and she was always causing trouble or disregarding other people.

When you decided to become friends with her (or whatever her definition of that was) you didn't have a bad feeling, and your intuition was really good. Which is why you steered clear of Tyler as much as possible.

Behind that normie barista facade he had was definitely something darker, that he didn't show anyone. You had told Xavier when he became suspicious of how much time you were spending around him, explaining it was only to find out what he was hiding.

Shaking your head to focus on the task at hand you search for something to turn the light on, seeing as Wednesday had managed to turn some flickering LEDs on earlier, too.

What you find shocks you; Tyler was standing there, focused on something as he slowly grew, his eyes bulging out and his teeth becoming sharp.

Shocked, your torch falls and his attention falls on you. His - or the monsters? - eyes grow even wider but before you can flee he snarls and moves forward in one quick, big step.

You try running back up the stairs but his claws manage to tear into your back, making you yelp and fall the three steps back down. You painfully land on your front but get up again, putting the numbing pain aside.

"Endi! Wednesday!" You scream, trying to kick him in the face. He grabs your ankle and another three scratches tear through your skin.

You nearly black out from the pain when you're pulled away and up the stairs. The monster - or Tyler - doesn't fit through the doorway, meaning you're safe for long enough to run away (or in your case hobble).

"What the fuck happened?" Enid cries and you heave, "Tyler. Tyler is the Hyde!" Wednesday stops in shock and you cough, "We have to go!"

She manages to grasp herself fast enough and with your focus being on the retreating house you don't see the figure running towards you. Someone calls your name and it's so familiar- "Xavier?" You make eye contact when he stops in front of you, not having seen the wounds on your back yet.

"I told you not to go here again! You're gonna get yourself hurt," he scolded but you just fell into his arms. The two girls are urging you to run but all you think about is that he's here and you're safe.

You're crying without realizing it, sobbing in his embrace while he just holds you. Not more than a few seconds pass and you're picked up, your boyfriend carrying you the rest of the way.

-

When you wake up it's in your bed, thick bandages wrapped around your torso and ankle. Groaning you look around, "Xavier," you manage to croak out. He looks a little startled but then smiles, "Morning, baby," you smile at that.

"What happened to Tyler?" You inquire and he sighs, "Why do you still care about him?" You shake your head and play with his fingers. "I don't. Told you I had a bad feeling, but Wednesday seemed pretty shocked." He nods and brushes a hand through his long hair, "It's parents weekend so her family is here anyway, she's fine now."

You nod and sigh, "I should probably listen to you more," he chuckles but agrees, "Definitely."

Nevertheless, it earns him a slap on his hand.

-

You're up and walking only a day later (which none of your friends approve of, but you would've gone crazy staying inside of your bedroom any longer). As always your family didn't visit, same as with Xavier. You both stay with Ajax and his family - as you do every year.

"Oh (y/n), what happened to you?" Ajax' mother asks when she sees the white of the bandages peek out under your (read: Xavier's) sweater. "Ah, uhm… it's nothing, really," you try but both of your friends roll their eyes, Ajax quickly filling them in on what happened.

Xavier laughs silently when the family lecturing you about doing dangerous stuff like that, but takes your hand under the table and smiles at you.

It's after breakfast that Morticia Addams approaches you. She's wearing a beautiful black dress that fits her perfectly and her dark lipstick highlights her small smile. "(y/n)?" She asks and you nod, nervously looking behind to see your boyfriend helping clean up the table.

"Don't worry I'm just here to thank you," she explains with an amused edge in her voice. That confused you - why would she thank you? "Wednesday seems to like you. I'm glad she's made friends, especially with someone who accepts going on her little missions, no matter how risky and dumb." You fluster and avoid eye contact, knowing just how stupid it was to go there alone.

"Anyway, I'm hoping you have a quick recovery," she says earnestly and pats your shoulder.

"Also, I think your boyfriend over there-" she sends a discreet look to Xavier who stopped cleaning and stares at you and the woman, not wavering in his stance as he catches you looking, "-will go into cardiac arrest if you worry him like that again. Trust me, I know what I'm talking about," she muses and looks at her husband, sharing some of the snacks with Wednesday's little brother.

This makes you chuckle, "I know. He was mad the first three days and only calmed down when I threatened to ban him from my room," she laughed as well and then he's coming up next to you, one hand on your lower back.

It's a silent question of what you were talking about and whether you were doing fine, "Take care of her, I have a feeling she's just as adventurous as my Wednesday," the tall woman says before bidding you two goodbye.

You're left sulking, "I can take care of myself," he laughs and presses a kiss to your forehead. "I can see that."

He earns himself a slap on his chest and an insulted glare.

High Infidelity

Pairings: Xavier Thorpe x gn!reader / Xavier Thorpe x Wednesday Addams

Summary: chase two girls, lose The 1

Warnings: cheating, infidelity, Xavier gets slapped. lmk if there are any more

Word Count: 0.8k

You loved Xavier so much. More than he would ever know. He was the sunshine on your darkest days; the moonlight and the stars in the sky. He was just yours. But that all changed when Wednesday Addams came to Nevermore.

You went to his art shed only to discover that the locks had been changed. You knocked on the door and heard Xavier curse and rush around the small room. A couple minutes later, he unlocked the door and greeted you with messy hair. You noticed how his lips were slightly swollen, but ignored it as he invited you in.

“So, uh, what brings you here, y/n?” Xavier asked, leaning against the doorframe.

“Can’t an Outcast come and see their boyfriend every now and again?” You joked, leaning up to kiss him. He smelt of death, the same scent the new girl smelt of. “I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies. We could watch that new horror film you want to see so bad.”

“Oh.” He mumbled, looking back. “I, uhm, I’m kind of busy at the moment. Maybe tomorrow?” He asked sheepishly.

“Oh. Yeah, sure.” You nodded. You went to walk away before turning to him. “And how come you changed the locks?”

“Oh, I just have a surprise for our anniversary next month.” Xavier shrugged nonchalantly and your smile dropped slightly.

“Okay, see you.” You waved. “Love you.”

“Fare thee well.” Xavier joked. You waited a second, but the words you wished to hear never came.

It had been like that for a while now. Ever since Wednesday Addams arrived, you became more of a friend than a partner. Long, late night walks became ‘Sorry, Wednesday needs my help.’ He’d let go of your hand whenever he saw Wednesday, wouldn’t say ‘I love you’ back whenever she was in earshot distance. It hurt.

This boy that would once bring you breakfast when you were sick; this boy that would once teach you how to draw simple things under the moonlight, gone. Gone into a fraction of the man he was. This act of high infidelity destroyed you.

Part of you longed for him to tell you the truth, you wanted to hear it from him, not from your peers that had been under the impression that the two of you had broken up. They had seen Xavier’s moves, the ones he made on Wednesday. Your heart broke when everyone came to console you. You had no idea what was going on, having had the flu and being bedridden. Enid, Wednesday’s roommate attacked you with a hug the first time she saw you that week. You awkwardly patted her back in confusion and she broke away to explain. Xavier had been seen kissing Wednesday under the moonlight in your spot.

That was a month ago. You figured that if he really cared, he would’ve tried harder to keep it a secret. He should know, there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love. The slowest way is never loving them enough.

You were left doubting yourself. Did Wednesday have something that you don’t? Were you not as pretty as Wednesday? How could someone so in love with you just fall out of love like that? Did he ever even love you?

“I’m breaking up with you.” Xavier said. The date was April 29th. Your anniversary. He hadn’t shown up for your date and now here he was, breaking you with you. Who the hell does he think he is? “I… i think that you were manipulating me with your siren song and-"

You cut him off by punching his face. “You cheat on me for months and have the audacity to blame me?” You asked in shock, holding your pounding hand. Xavier looked shock. “Oh, you think I don’t know? You think that I don’t know that you kissed Wednesday in our spot under the moonlight? I built that place. I made the handles paintbrushes, not her. I said I love you there, not HER!” You yelled.

“y/n, calm down.” Xavier said quietly, looking at all of the eyes on you.

“Don’t tell me to calm down. I am calm!” You exclaimed. “No, Xavier, I break up with you.” You then said.

“Am I interrupting something?” A monotone voice said, making you jump out of your skin.

Xavier looked distraught and you turned to see Wednesday Addams. “Yes.” You said, turning back to your boyfriend. “I love you. You are my sun and my moon and my stars. I can’t even find it in my heart to hate you.” Tears gathered in your eyes as you spoke your mind. “Did I do something? Am I not pretty enough? Not cool enough?”

“It’s not you, it’s me.” Xavier said. You wanted to call BS, but he continued. “I fell out if love with you and instead of telling you, I lead you on.”

“But why? When?” You had began crying.

“I don’t know.” He admitted. “I just know that when I saw Wednesday, I felt what I felt when we first started dating.”

I didn’t mean to hurt you. But you did. You did, you did.

Xavier Thorpe x normie GN Reader (Headcanons)

Summary: You move with your guardians to Jericho for a new start and you meet a guy in the woods

Warning’s: Gender neutral Reader, English isn’t my first language, reader and Xavier kiss, Tyler is also there at the start, Wednesday isn’t at Nevermore yet, Reader explores the woods

So here is my first-ever writing for Xavier and I hope it isn't too bad. I'm still not sure how to write him so bear with me there could still be changes to how I write him

And If you want a continuation or something else I’m always open for suggestions but I can’t promise anything

Likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated and love you guys🖤💙🖤💙

• For some reason your guardians thought that this city would be the perfect start for a new life

• While you disagreed there was nothing you could really do, but to try and get used to your new life

• At school you of course heard about Nevermore and the freaks going to that school

• You didn't just believe these kids telling you that, you preferred making your own judgment

• One of the first people you got closer to was Tyler and he told you more about Nevermore

• While catching up over some coffee he told you about how he once actually hated the Nevermore’s and even did some petty things in his hatred

• You asked for more detail and what exactly happened and who exactly was affected by his pettiness

• Tyler then quickly changed the topic and that was when you got more about Nevermore itself and the woods around the school

• You liked exploring places and the woods sounded like a good place to explore next

• You packed some stuff into a small bag and then a bit before sundown went on your way

• You told your guardians that you would go chill with Tyler and would be back late

• You made your way to the woods at first it was still pretty light outside so you were confident walking around

• When the sun started to go down you took out your flashlight and became more careful with where you were walking

• After some time of just seeing trees everywhere you come across a small shed in the middle of the woods

• There was light on in the shed and your curiosity made you look around the shed trying to look inside

• Whoever was inside seemingly noticed you snooping around the shed and opened the door to tell you off

• What you didn't expect was someone around your age opening the door

• He seemingly was also taken aback seeing you there

• You analyzed him, taking in his face, his hair, and his body language, and seemingly he did the same to you

• You left out a breathless greeting not being able to believe that someone so gorgeous was standing in front of you

• He greeted you back but you were both rooted to your spots

• Your brain really short circuit and just above a whisper you said “you're gorgeous “

• A smile broke out on his face and he laughed before saying “I can give the compliment right back“

• That was how everything started between you two

• After the first meeting you walked around the woods more often and almost always you saw the light in the shed on

• At the start you were reserved and often just waited around the shed hoping he would notice you

• He invited you into the shed a few times and showed you his art and after that, you would often just show up

• You talked about everything and nothing somehow at the same time

• Then one day the topic of Nevermore came up and he started talking about his ability

• You were fascinated, to say the least, and looked at him with glowing eyes

• He could immediately tell that you wanted to see them so he took out one of his drawings and animated it to life

• The sparkle in your eyes made Xavier’s heart flutter

• He noticed how much he actually liked you, how you made him feel like he was the most interesting person in the world

• He couldn't imagine spending a day without seeing you or hearing from you

• So he took all his courage and when you came over one day he asked if he could use you as a model

• Even though he had already drawn you several times but that is something he can tell you another time

• You were ecstatic to be his model so you sat down in front of him and looked straight at him

• He got engrossed in drawing you trying to get your beauty on the paper somehow but he knew that no drawing could match you

• You were now really embarrassed, at the start, you just loved the idea of having all his attention on you but the seriousness on his face, while he was looking at you, made you feel warm and fuzzy inside

• The two of you sat like that for quite some time before he put his pencil down and looked proudly at his work

• You got up and tried to peek over his shoulder and leaned in trying to see better

• He could feel your body heat against his back and with how close you were he could clearly hear your breathing

• He turned his face slightly trying to see your face

• You on the other hand leaned in even closer loving the closeness to someone you hold so close to your heart

• When you noticed how close his face was to yours your breath hitched and you just couldn't look away from him

• It was like you were drawn to each other and your faces slowly got closer until you felt his lips slowly pressing against yours

• It was hesitant obviously you both started slowly being scared that the other would pull away

• You only pulled away when you had to and then there was just this breathlessness between you two before you asked the question

• "Do you wanna go out?"

Thank you for reading my first Xavier work and I hope you enjoyed it

first one [X.T.]

xavier thorpe x fem. reader

warning: swear words, glass cut+blood!

xavier was the one showing you around the school. he was the one you spend your time at jericho with. he helped you on outreach day at weathervane.

he also was the first one to catch feelings. for you.

but he swore to himself that he wasn‘t going to be the first one to confess. because he knew you weren‘t feeling the same. that you had your eyes on someone else. and that made him furious. everytime he thought about you being together with someone else but him.

what he didn‘t know was that always gave him clear signs you liked him and only him. but he didn‘t want to see it. making you think he doesn‘t like you the way you do. you even used tyler, the barista of the weathervane café, to make xavier jealous and finally say something. but there was nothing.

so the both of you decided to stop trying.

xavier couldn‘t stay close to you anymore. it was hurting him inside. he locked himself inside his art shed most of the time, not letting anyone in.

you were hurting too. you locked yourself inside your dorm, luckily you didn‘t have a roommate.

you drowned yourself in homework and books, just to not think about anything regarding xavier.

even though you missed him. it was hard for you to sit next to him in class. you both even stopped talking to each other.

none of you knew how it even came to a situation like that but either of you showed any sign of changing the situation.

until the Rave'N Dance came near.

you got all of your nerves together to ask xavier yourself if he would go to the dance with you.

you approached him as he was drawing the mural for the school and tapped his shoulder. he turned around and looked rather surprised to see you.

„oh, hey“

„hi. xavier, can i ask you something?“

xavier nodded at that and turned fully towards you.

„would you…go to the rave'n dance with me?“

silence.

xavier didn‘t say a thing, making you fidget with your fingers. you never minded the silences between the two of you but now it was uncomfortable and you wished he would say something soon.

„uhm..i‘m sorry but i kind of already go with someone. i thought you‘d ask tyler, that‘s why i asked someone else“

xavier scratched his neck and didn‘t dare to look at you.

„oh, well..“

you tried to think of something to answer but your head was empty. you slowly started to feel rage bubbling up inside of you. and that wasn‘t a good thing. you could influence the weather, but when you don‘t have your emotions under control the weather isn‘t under control as well.

that‘s why a loud thounder could be heard right above the both of you, making xavier look up.

„i thought i was doing you a favor by asking you. since we haven‘t really been doing something together these last weeks. but i guess you finally found someone who doesn‘t make you care about that anymore“

you quickly left the scene, went out of the school building and got your bike before driving to jericho. what xavier did is something you could do as well. and when he figured you asked tyler, you will ask tyler.

you reached weathervane and locked your bike in front of it before going inside and going straight up to the counter, where tyler was making coffee.

he looked at you surprised and looked at the clock.

„uhm..hi? i thought you have classes this time around?“

„sht. not important.“

tyler raised his eyebrows.

„o..kay..?“

„go to the rave'n dance with me.“

you said in a rather demanding voice.

„to the what? what‘s that? something like a prom?“

„yeah, whatever you normies call it. go with me. this friday. 7pm at the academy“

you didn‘t even left him time to say yes or no and just left again, unlocking your bike and driving back to the academy, the sky still letting thunders roll.

————

it‘s friday. 6.59pm.

and tyler was there. on time.

you grinned at that and hurried down to show tyler around, careful as you didn‘t want to step on your dress or stumble in your high heels.

you even put on make up, something that was suiting the theme but also wasn‘t too much. but it made your face stand out even more.

you smiled at tyler and greeted him.

„good evening. let me show you around a bit before we hit the dance floor“

you said and held onto his arm before dragging him around.

„y/n“

tyler said, making you hum.

„you look amazing“

you stopped walking and looked at him, smiling slightly.

„aw, thank you, tyler! you look amazing yourself!“

you said and patted his shoulder.

what you didn‘t see as you showed tyler around was xavier.

he was on the first floor, looking down at the both of you. rather only at you.

he was struck at how beautiful you looked.

speechless.

he couldn‘t form a thought at how pretty you were, how perfect your hair was styled, how your face stands out even more with that bit of make up, how amazing you probably smell. he was biting his ass right now, that he didn‘t go with you. he was mad at himself for turning you down.

xavier knew how that upset you as soon as he heard the thounder roaming above him.

and he was more than mad at himself for that.

tyler and you searched for a table to sit at.

„i‘m going to get us some drinks“

you said and went off to the bar, grabbing two glasses. you turned to the side to leave the bar and bumped into someone, spilling drinks all over yourself and the other person. you gasped loudly, the glass falling down on the floor, breaking.

„oh my god, i‘m so sorry“

you said and quickly bend down to pick up the glass.

„let me do it, you‘ll hurt yourself“

you stopped your motions as you heard his voice. goosebumps all over your body.

xavier.

you looked up at him as a big piece of glass cut into your palm. it was like your feelings were cut off. you didn‘t feel it at all until xavier gasped.

„oh shit, y/n! i said you‘ll get hurt, fuck!“

xavier quickly removed the glass out of your hand and before you could react he ripped a part of his shirt off of him and tightly wrapped it around your hand.

„let‘s go, let‘s get that cleaned up“

he said and helped you stand up.

you sat down in xavier‘s room, as the school nurse wasn‘t there. he sat you down at his desk and got the first aid kit out of the bathroom.

you looked around the room until your eyes landed on his sketchbook.

it was open, showing drawings of…you?

you blinked and looked up at xavier as he came up to you and immediately started to take care of your hand.

why were there drawings of you?? are there more? but WHY?

„xav“

„hm?“

he didn‘t look up but made it clear he was listening.

„why did you draw me?“

xavier‘s motions got slower and he looked up at you before looking at his desk and quickly closing his sketchbook. fuck.

he quickly but a bandage around your hand and looked away.

„xavier“

„y/n.“

he wasn‘t going to be the first one. he swore himself he wasn‘t going to.

„did we really have to come this far, xavier? not talking to each other, not spending time anymore, not even looking at each other? but drawing me and maybe bringing the painting to life?“

„y/n, i—"

„no, xavier. i just…i miss what we had! why did it change? is it bianca? or wednesday? please tell me why!“

you were totally out of your mind and mad. why couldn‘t he just talk to you? you were literally right there and he decided to draw you and give you the silent treatment.

„y/n“

„what, xavier? just be fucking honest with me, this whole situation feels like elementary school to me! we‘re not little kids, we can talk to each other, can‘t we—“

„it‘s because i like you!“

he interrupted you.

„i like you a lot and i know you don‘t like me back, you like tyler! and that‘s why i decided to distance myself and then you did too and that was a sign for me to stop trying.“

you blinked. wow.

„xavier“

„no, y/n. please don‘t try to make it better. i never wanted to tell you and rather forget it.“

you moved closer to him and cupped his face so he would look at you. xavier‘s eyes looked between yours and your perfectly lipstick stained lips. he wanted nothing more badly than to kiss you. feel those soft lips on his own.

„y/n, i-"

he couldn‘t say more because you pressed your lips on his, as it was also something you badly wanted to do. both of you closed their eyes and deepened the kiss, feeling like the missing pieces finally found their way back together.

after a minute or two you pulled away but didn‘t let go of xavier‘s face.

„i like you too, you idiot. only you.“

and you were so happy, it started snowing outside.

and xavier was indeed the first one to confess his feelings.

but you were the first one to open his eyes about yours.

///

a/n: heavenly + my account got deleted by tumblr. i hope you enjoy this story as much as heavenly.

summary: xavier is tired of you avoiding him

genre: angst

days, it’s been days since you’ve last talked to xavier. it’s not that you’re in a fight, or you hate him or something. but you’ve just been so caught up in this case you’re working on, that you couldn’t find the time to talk to him.

the only people you’ve been talking to are the dead. you’ve had this ability since you were a kid, you’ve made connections with them, and they’ve been helping you with this case.

your brain couldn’t focus on anything other than that, you needed to find out who the monster was. you needed to find out why this monster is killing innocent people. you needed to know everything

and here you were in your room, working on the case, pictures of dead bodies, evidence and papers scattered all around the room. your friend avery, a girl who had died at birth, and also a close friend of yours, was sat there as well, helping you collect your thoughts.

a knock on the door was heard, you turned to see none other than xavier entering the room. your roommate wasn’t around, and avery left when she heard the knock, so it was just you and him

“hey” he said, looking around the room as he saw the stuff, “still working on the case, huh?”

“uh, yeah.” you said, “avery helped as well”

“mhm…so um, do you wanna maybe pause this for a second and go on a walk with me?”

“what? of course not!” you said in a rather rude tone

“what?” he said, a little hurt by the tone

“i’m busy” you said as you kept organizing your work

“are you serious right now?” he furrowed his eyebrows, “you—you haven’t talked to me in almost a week…come on y/n are you seriously gonna reject me just because of some case that you have nothing to do with?”

you continued doing your work, not responding

“wow. you really—do you even care?!” he snapped

“about what” you said

“about—about me! about…us, do you even care about that?! you really live in your own world. the cops have this handled and you just wanna include yourself for no reason. i’m trying, i’m really trying to wait for you, and be patient. but you don’t seem to give two fucks if i’m even here or not! i’m not doing this anymore, i’m done.” he said, and you froze

you froze as you heard his footsteps fading, you froze as you realized a hole in your heart was forming, you froze when the case you were working on was not a care in your mind anymore, you froze when you realized…he left you. he left you and you were the reason.

xavier really was patient with you, at first, you would talk to him often, then you started talking to him at the end of the day, then you’d talk to him every other day, and then—you wouldn’t talk to him at all.

it’s funny how you don’t realize how important someone is, until they’re gone.

for the very first time, you felt alone.

like actually alone, you’d usually have avery, or another friend with you, but most of the time, you had xavier, and now he wasn’t coming back.

you felt tears brimming in the corners of your eyes, you had never cried before, let alone over a boy

but he was special.

you got up and ran after him, only he was now probably back in his room.

but nonetheless, you ran to his room, and knocked on his door repeatedly until he opened it

“jesus im coming—y/n?” he said, going quiet

you went inside his room, and once he got a good look at you, he knew

“oh my god are you crying?” he said as he gently grabbed your face, wiping your tears

“i’m sorry” you cried out, and he was quick to hug you, “i’m sorry i was just focused on the case and—“

“hey, hey it’s okay.” he said as he stroked your hair

you looked up at him, and soon your lips collided.

once you let go, you were quick to speak

“you were right. i’m dropping the case, the cops have it handled and i should’ve just—“

“no” he said

“what?”

“i’m not telling you to drop the case, baby. i love that you’re working on it and trying to keep everyone safe. but we work on it, together. i cant have you getting hurt” he said as he gently rubbed your cheek with his thumb

“really?”

“of course” he smiled

you might act tough on the outside, but on the inside, you truly loved him.

An xavier x reader where Xavier's eating reader out and yes purposefully making as much lewd sucking and slurping noises so he can make her overly flustered

so basically xavier giving head? bet.

we’ve all agreed that he loves giving head right?

bc yes. Yes he does

has the perfect mouth for it too

unlike other white men he actually has Lips, and uses them to advantage

loves to lightly suck on your clit while tracing your name right on top of it

xavier definitely loves to make you embarrassed

he’ll finger you until you’re practically leaking onto the bedsheets

to the point where every time he slides his finger back in, your wet pussy makes noises

“you hear that?” he’ll ask you, his green eyes almost completely blown out.

“your pussy’s talkin to me, babe.”

he loves to put his entire mouth over your pussy, shove his tongue in your hole and shake his head side to side

it turns you on so much you trap his head between your legs

likes to draw pussy-eating out, so he’ll always be kissing at your thighs or up your tummy

lowkey is the type of freak to have his thumb in your ass while he’s eating you out

really likes it when you ride his face

he wants his entire face to be soaked in your juices

like he’ll literally drag his nose up your pussy and try to make you squirt on his cheeks

just wants to be messily covered in whatever you give to him

would find it rlly hot if u snapped a pic of him eating it out and made it ur home screen

Secret’s Out

Pairings: Rowan Laslow x gn!reader / Xavier Thorpe x enemy/ex!reader

Summary: Nevermore’s heir falls for the outcasted Outcast.

Warnings: Xavier is a bit of a bitch, slapping, suggestive themes, tooth-rotting fluff. Rowan’s nicknames are Obi-Wan and Row Boat because I said so. (Tagging @unfixqble)

Word Count: 0.7k

You were the crowned royalty of Nevermore, the school for Outcasts. Both literally and figuratively. Your great (x whatever) grandparents founded the school and you always got the highest scores in class. Everyone praised the ground you walked on. Once you accidentally bumped into someone and before you could apologise, they mumbled out sorries and kissed your shoes. You had to deliver an assembly on why kissing people’s shoes was wrong, weird, and downright disgusting.

But with you being, well, you, it came as a shock to the whole school when you turned down Xavier Thorpe’s proposal. He was the only one in the entire school that could even compare to you. But the news of you dating Rowan Laslow, the outcast of the Outcasts, made the school tremble. Seriously, there was an earthquake the day everyone found out. Pathetic fallacy at its finest.

Rowan rushed up to you the day after with scarlet filled cheeks and watery eyes. “I swear I didn’t tell anyone.” He said hurriedly and you scrunched your eyes together before widen them. “y/n?”

Your eyes wrinkled at the sides as you smiled widely, dimples on full display. “I don’t care that everyone knows, Obi-Wan.” You tiptoed up so you could kiss his lips. All of his worries flowed away with that single kiss until people surrounded you. Some booed, some cheered and clapped, but it was all static in your ears. “C’mon.” You held out your hand.

Rowan gave a lopsided grin and took your hand as you pushed through the crowd. The two of you were on cloud nine. Somehow even more in love with the other than before. Nothing could bring you down.

Nothing apart from Xavier.

A stack of papers dropped onto your desk whilst you were waiting for your History teacher. You looked up in confusion, meeting Xavier’s hard glare. Before you could speak up he raised his hand, stopping you. “That’s why you won’t date me?” He scoffed. “Rowan Laslow of all people?”

“Back off, Xavier.” You rolled your eyes. “I won’t date you because I’m not attracted to you.”

“Bullshit!” Xavier slammed his hands down on the drawings, paintings, and photos he dropped onto your table. “Did he drug you? Is this some fucked up Harry Potter thing?” He asked.

“Humble yourself, Xavi.” You stood up, pointing at him. She waved it away and in retaliation, you slapped him.

The whole class gasped as you retracted your hand in shock. Xavier looked at you, holding his cheek. “Fuck you.” He spat, storming out of the class.

-

You were lying on Rowan’s chest later that night, watching a movie on his laptop. You thought for a second, drawing circles on his abs with your finger before mumbling, “You know I love you more than anything, right?”

You heard Rowan laugh slightly, kissing your head. “I know. And I love you more, my moon.”

You smiled at his words, melting into him. “Wrong. I love you most.” You looked up at him with a grin, giving him a peck on the lips.

“Oh, yeah?”

“Oh, yeah.” You nodded surely.

“Prove it then.” Rowan murmured, kissing you.

You rose your eyebrows at him as he smirked. You scoffed, straddling him and kissing his neck. “You like that?” You asked after you left a hickey, gaining a moan from the boy underneath you.

He nodded, looking at you with a lustful gaze. “I love you more than you’ll ever know.” He whispered, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. You grounded down on his crotch, causing him to groan and blush. “y/n…”

“What is it, baby?” You asked, rasping, lips pecking and nibbling on his neck. “Use your words.”

“Please.” Rowan begged before the door slammed open with a bang. You jumped, falling into the floor as Rowan covered his top half. “Miss Weems.” He said in embarrassment.

“Excuse me. I don’t mean to barge in here, but the two of you know the rules. After nine o’clock, you stay in your own dorms.” Headmistress Weems said accusingly. “y/n, allow me to escort you to your dormitory.”

“Ms. Weems, I-“ You stopped at the look she gave you. “Bye, Row Boat.” You mumbled, kissing Rowan softly

“y/n.” Weems said sternly when the kids started to deepen.

You groaned and pulled away, whispering another ’goodbye’ before being lectured on all the way to the other side of the school.

Adorable

Xavier Thorpe x Reader

Pronouns: unspecified (un)

Wordcount: 1,228

TW: none

Fluff just straight up fluff

“Why does it have to me though?” You stared at Ajax holding baby Xavier in your arms. 

Ajax grinned, “You're the only one that has babysitting experience.”

Staring at the mini Xavier you couldn’t help but smile, “do you know how old his body is right now?”

He shook his head, staring at you slightly smirking at his friend who was now leaning against your chest. 

You shook your head glancing down at Xavier in your arms, “do you know if he has the mind of a baby or himself?”

Ajax nodded, “he has the mind of himself. He’s been trying to sketch in his sketchbook.” 

You sighed in relief. “Thank god,” you mumbled. 

Turning to look at Ajax, “does the teacher and principal know of the situation?” 

He nodded, grinning at you. How you wished you could smack him just once…as hard as you could. 

“So why can’t one of them take care of him?” You asked, patting Xavier’s back. 

Ajax chuckled, “watch this.” He reached his arms out towards Xavier attempting to pick him up only for Xavier to scream bloody murder. “That’s what happens when anyone besides you tries to hold him.” 

You laughed, “why doesn’t he do that when I try to hold him?” Smiling down at Xavier you rubbed his cheek, trying to soothe him. 

“Who knows…maybe it’s because you have babysitting experience…” Ajax rubbed the back of his neck refusing to meet your eyes. 

Narrowing your eyes at him you stared at him until Xavier placed his tiny hand on your face. Rubbing your forehead with your free hand you nodded, “okay I’ll take care of him. Do you know when he’ll go back to normal?”

Ajax gave you an innocent smile, “nope, no clue.”

Sighing you took Xavier into your dorm shutting the door behind you, not bothering to say goodbye to Ajax. 

Sitting Xavier down on your bed you smiled at him, “can you open your mouth? I want to check how many teeth you have.” 

He gave you a weird look before obediently opening his mouth, allowing you to see four teeth. 

“Thank god you have teeth, I wouldn’t know how to feed you if you didn't have any,” you pretended to wipe the sweat off your forehead. “Okay what do you want to do? Are you hungry?” 

He shook his head. Staring up at you he clenched his hand waving it around the air. 

Seeing him you couldn’t help but smile, he was adorable. “You want to draw?” 

He nodded, giving you a wide grin. Babbling out of happiness as you pulled out his art supplies he often left in your dorm. 

“Do you want to draw on my bed or on the floor?” You held the supplies in your arm as you waited for his response. 

He patted your bed staring at you with wide eyes and an innocent smile. 

You laughed at him, “only because you’re so adorable.” You light pinched his cheeks after setting down his art supplies in front of him. Opening his sketchbook on a blank page you watched him clumsily pick up a pencil. 

“You’re doing so well,” you praised him, taking a seat next to him. 

Your eyes widened as you saw him begin. Although his lines were a bit clumsy his lines were precise, just like his lines normally were. 

You patted his head smiling, watching him draw. Slowly but surely his picture came to life, literally. The little bird he drew flew out of the page as soon as he placed the pencil down.

Looking at the bird you stared at him wide eyed, “you’re amazing y’know that? I can’t believe you can still draw so well, not to mention being able to use your abilities even as a baby.”

His laughter echoed around the room, his cheek turning a shade of red hearing your praise.

The day passed with the two of you sitting on your bed. With him drawing and you watching him. 

Ajax had been kind enough to bring the two of you your meals. He brought you the normal dishes you would normally eat, and Xavier mashed potatoes. 

You feed him in between bites of your own food.

Before you knew it it was nighttime. 

Glancing at his dirty clothes you asked him, “can I give you a bath?”

Xaiver eyes widen his smile dropping adamantly shaking his head. 

“Okay okay, I won’t but you need to be cleaned up.” You sat staring at him, he too stared at you. “What about I just wipe your face, hands, and feet clean? Would that be okay?” 

He didn’t move or say anything for a moment before nodding. 

“Okay, stay here and don’t fall off the bed. I’ll go get a wet towel.” 

He gave you a nod before you turned around and walked into your bathroom. Coming out of it a moment after holding a damp towel.

“Don’t move around too much, scream if I hurt you, okay?” He once again nodded before you started to wipe him clean.

Pulling back you stared at his now cleaned face, “there so much more handsome.”

His face flushed red, he used his tiny hands to cover his face. Though it didn’t cover much of his rosie cheeks. 

“Y’know you suck at hiding your feelings in baby form, unlike when you're you,” you laughed, staring at him. “I thought I didn’t stand a chance, but now I think I do.”

He pulled his hands away from his face, mouth wide open.

“Well goodnight!” You quickly shut off the light, face burning. You hadn’t meant to say that outloud. 

You moved him next to you, laying his head on the pillow before you did the same. Patting his stomach you hummed softly in hopes of lulling him into sleep. 

As his breathing became slower you stared up at the ceiling, wanting to hit yourself for saying your thoughts out loud. You knew he liked you back but it was still embarrassing blurting out your feelings out loud. 

Your mind consumed with embarrassment until sleepiness overpowered it. 

Feeling someone stare at you, your eyes fluttered open only to see normal Xavier grinning at you. 

You blanked at him trying to figure out why in the hell he was in your bed, only to get a flashback of the day before. 

You felt your face heat up as you remembered what you had said just before turning off the lights.

He chuckled, his voice sounded much deeper than you were used to hearing. “You’re adorable y’know that?’

Sitting up you rushed out of the bed staring down at him. 

“I-When did you turn back?” 

He sat up laughing, “when I woke up I was already myself again.” He stood up walking closer towards you. 

You stepped back, only for him to follow you. Once your back had reached the wall you stared at him, “what are you doing?”

He leaned closer towards you, “I like you, you know that. I also know that you like me.”

Nodding you watched as his nose touched yours. 

“So would it be okay if I kissed you?” You could feel his breath on your lips. 

Staring into his eyes you gave a soft, “yes” before your eyes fluttered shut. You felt him gently pressing his lips against yours. 

When he pulled away he laughed, “you’re adorable.”