[M4F] [script Fill] Study Break

— 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.

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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

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

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."

Daniel Ricciardo

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DR x reader 

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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.

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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

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

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

Thank you for taking the time to read this 🙏

yes, i can definitely do that for you!

NOTHING

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.

THANK YOU ALL FOR 600 FOLLOWERS, MEANS SO MUCH AND I LOVE YOU ALL. 💋

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"

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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

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.”