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kaicubus · 1 year
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Dating Xavier Thorpe
warnings ✩° : bit of cursing, some suggestive things, wounds mentioned once.
pairing ✩° : xavier thorpe x gn!reader
authors note ✩° : this guy. THIS GUY. when i say some people just LOOK like boyfriends, i mean him. LIKE HAVE YOU SEEN PERCY WHITE. CMON NOWWWWWW.
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- You're always catching Xavier staring at you, even when you're dating, because he just loves admiring you.
- Xavier lets you tie his hair up into buns and ponytails, but won’t actually admit he likes you playing with it. There’s only one time he admits it and that’s because he can’t handle all the rubbing and tugging at his hair when you're playing with it, when all of a sudden it just comes out as a hoarse whisper.
“Fuck, keep doing that.”
He gets embarrassed after and doesn't mention it at all again.
- He really enjoys painting and sketching you. In fact he keeps a little Y/n sketchbook where it’s just messy pencil and charcoal sketches of you doing various things. He keeps it for secret use though, so it’s like he’s appreciating you from afar despite being in a relationship with you.
- Has multiple sketches of you in his journals, sketchbooks, loose paper that’s tacked onto his walls, just because he really loves how you look.
- Xavier gets jealous, like a lot. He’ll stick out his jaw, roll his neck, crack his fingers, grind his teeth, and stare at you and the person if he thinks somethings going on when it really isn’t.
- If you're talking to someone, he pays EXTRA close attention to you and that person, more on the person to see if they try anything. But he completely loses focus on anything else around him if he notices you with someone else.
- He thinks it’s SO fun to tease you and mess with you but he won’t go out of his way to embarrass you, especially in public. The occasional touch on your ankle under your desk, secret laugh when you screw something up, and shoving you around playfully are just fine in his mind.
- Making out in his art shed ends up scattering all his paint brushes and pencils onto the floor, but he doesn’t mind cleaning it up once you two are done.
- If you touch the hairs on the back of his head that are on the nape of his neck??? Bro is GONE. Melted. Puddle. Goop. Mush. No more Xavier.
- Brings you into hugs or kisses by tugging on your belt of your uniform or by your tie and catching your lips onto his as he grins in the kiss.
- Loves having you in his lap, just holding you and rubbing his thumbs against your waist or his hands clasped together and them resting on your stomach, especially in public when you're both just talking to people. It’s his way of sort of claiming you and letting other people know you two are inseparable.
- I think his love language would probably be a mix of acts of service and touch, but more leaning towards acts of service. Xavier will take so much off your plate without even being asked to because he genuinely wants the best for you and wants you to be at peace all the time.
- He’ll also buy things you like, like your favorite drink, and just place it on your head.
- Sneaks into your dorm all the time to hang out, but always avoids your roommate because he’s convinced they don’t like him. This makes a lot of awkward situations where your roommate walks in and sees him shirtless or coming out of the shower with just a towel on. Maybe that’s why they don’t like him...
- Somehow he always gets random bruises and cuts?? So you're stuck sort of fixing his wounds and wrapping gauze and bandages around his knuckles and fingers, placing bandaids over his cheeks and nose, and cleaning out everything because of possible infections.
“You know, you really don’t have to do this, Y/n. It’s not even deep this time.”
“Just shut up and let me do this. How did you even cut your lip in your sleep?”
“You know that is a great question.”
- If you get cold easily, he basically makes you wear his hoodies. They're always within dress code so you can easily slide it over your top, but even in private he makes you wear his clothes because 1. you look cute in them and 2. he would rather sizzle and burn than to see you shiver ONCE.
- Ok he doesn't seem like it, but Xavier can be super clumsy sometimes. Like if he’s laughing too hard, he’ll fall over and trip backwards, sometimes even bringing you down with him too. It can be pretty funny at times especially when you both fall together.
- Xavier really likes the way you smell, so in a totally not weird way when he hugs you he likes putting his hands up your back and stuffing his face into your neck or chest and staying there for as long as he can before you pry him off of you.
- He can be pretty petty sometimes so there are moments where he misjudges a situation and makes it bigger than it already is. Xavier is one to jump to conclusions so if he thinks you're cheating on him he will ignore you and give you rude stares until you finally confront and clear things up with him.
- After that he’s pretty content. Protective, but content.
- If you're mad at him, it’s like the end of the world to him. Xavier will quite literally sneak into your dorm if you’re ignoring him and confront you about it. There’s no boundaries he WOULDN'T cross for you, even breaking and entering.
- Definitely does a lot to impress you. Sometimes it’s not that noticeable but other times it’s very obvious when he does things to make you smile or laugh. Bonus points when you actually do because your smile becomes EXTREMELY contagious.
- He’s very obedient towards you, so arguments don’t last long. If you ask him to do something, he does it. Begs you to forgive him.
- Xavier loves bringing you out to the forest around his art shed where you two spend hours aimlessly just walking and talking about random things. He’ll even do the thing where he holds your hand when you walk up on a log or a rock to make sure you don’t fall and hurt yourself. 
- Really likes having you around when he’s drawing, practicing archery, or fencing. He just does better when you're there to watch and support him!!!
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elfwitchtrickster · 1 year
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Wednesday preference: your name in their phone
Wednesday: The reason I got a phone 😋
You stole Wednesday's phone and changed your name to this. Wednesday would never admit you were the reason she started using her phone but you knew
Enid: Gorgeous baby!!! ❤️💛💚💜💙
Your name has a bunch of rainbow hearts so Enid always knows it's you, and can reply to you in 0.5 seconds
Xavier: My muse 🎨💝🖌
He loves painting and drawing you, whenever he's bored he'll doodle little pictures of you and leave them in your books or bag for you to find
Tyler: My latte lover ☕️😘💕
The first time you met him at the Weathervane you ordered a latte, and he's obviously remembered your order since
Ajax: Forever and always ❤️💓🥰
Ajax wants to marry you, he doesn't know what will happen but he doesn't plan on letting you go any time soon
Bianca: My Queen 💝👑💖
Self explanatory, she treats you like a queen cause she knows you deserve nothing less
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Wednesday Preferences
a/n these are not my photos...i got them off the web
🔪Wednesday🔪
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It's your wedding day
💕Enid💕
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Funny face time
☕Tyler☕
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Him just being confused
🖌️Xavier🖌️
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Xavier Just being creepy
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ley-maria · 3 months
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Yes. Wednesday love Enid, and I know it.
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Mortiphasm also has an account here, but she hasn't posted this yet. If she does, this will disappear.
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mnkat-5 · 3 months
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Encontré este trend de dibujar parejas saficas como la portada del libro y de entre mi lista de ship no encontré de #WenClair así que me puse a hacerlas *^*
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Hay muchas otras parejas que también me daban ganas de hacer pero al final me decidí por esta uwu
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thingaddams4 · 1 year
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What do you mean Wednesday asked Xavier to the Rave'N thinking "If this was my chance to get up close and personal with a potential serial killer, how could I refuse?" and Tyler turns out to be the said serial killer at the end?
What do you mean Wednesday was being all defensive saying "I was forced to ask someone as an act of self-preservation" because she's thinking of how Tyler would feel about her going with Xavier? (that hesitant pause as well before saying 'Xavier')
What do you mean Wednesday didn't deny Tyler's assumptions when he said "I thought we liked each other" and only said "I'm just dealing with a lot right now"?
What do you mean Tyler smiled WHEN NO ONE WAS LOOKING when he thought Wednesday asked him to the Rave'N?
What do you mean Wednesday immediately went straight to her wardrobe looking for a dress when she saw Tyler waiting for her as her date? Why didn't she just straightforwardly tell him she wasn't going because let's be real, since when did this girl think twice of hurting other people's feelings (except Enid's) but she abandoned her mystery-investigation-trip with Eugene to go to the "stupid dance" with Tyler?
What do you mean Xavier told Wednesday about what Tyler did to him, and she told Tyler 'she would've taken it further' AND THEN danced with Tyler?
What do you mean Tyler didn't need to KISS Wednesday during their date at the crypt because how could THAT help Laurel? but he initiated a kiss and Wednesday-I-would-never-fall-in-love-Addams freaking leaned in?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN??? I DON'T UNDERSTAND??
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lexix001 · 1 year
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Trust
Tyler galphin x reader
The dead figure lay infront of me as I try to wake them up. I cry silently, I hear footstep coming on my way. I look back quickly to see who it was it with teary eyes. It was Tyler. "I didn't do it.." I sobbed. He quickly went to call the police to clean up this mess.
The police arrive quickly and wrapped me in a towel. I sat on the back of the police truck and daze off. "Hey" Tyler whisper just for me to hear it I shiver. "Hi.." I reply. "Are you okay?" He asked. I only hummed in reply. "It wasn't me" I plead and look at him. "I know" he chuckled. "But do you wanna talk about it?" Tyler sweet voice asked. "I saw a wolf. A big one.." I mumble and try my best to explain it to him.
"Then..it look at me and run" I vent. "Shit I'm sorry you probably thought I'm lying" I sniff. "What? No!" He look at me with the most comforting eyes. "I trust you." He hold my hand and give it a rub. And smile at me
"I trust you."
His word kept repeating and repeating all over again. "Thank you" I thanked him. "But I have a question" Tyler begin to speak. "Why are you crying for him?" He asked. "He is your bully am I right? Your life would be good now" he shrug. I blink. "I cried because I'm scared."
"Because of the monster? Or people not believing you?" His word are quick. "Lets bring you home y/n" Tyler say.
"I can't.. I'm not gonna enter that stupid household ever again." I deny. "Stay at my place since my dad would be busy here" He say and bring me to his car.
I start to daze off again about what happened. "Y/n. Don't worry about it. You are safe with me." He comfort and glance at me giving me his smile.
Tyler POV
She would be safer in my hand, while I take care of this stupid people around her. She have nothing to worry about. Just me
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lisalosingstreak · 2 months
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your-favorite-god · 9 months
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hear me out
i actually give background to my incorrect quotes, and they aren't sporadic trash? Would that not be the most fun thing!
Fic prologue HERE
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Like Wednesday insert, please welcome y/n! She's fae, found the Addams when Wednesday was playing in the forest (burying puglsey alive), and decided to stick with this entertaining mortal child thing! Total yandere enabler, her and Wednesday become attached at the hip (Wednesday will NOT leave poor y/n alone but y/n doesn't mind cuz Wednesday brings her shiny and/or dead things) flashforward to when Wednesday releases piranhas in the pool and y/n poisons the principal when they leave. Now they're in nevermore, where Wednesday will have to face endless competition for y/ns heart and time, as y/n has never believed in romantic relationships without chaos and violence.
"what is love if not the motivation for the world's most heinous acts."- y/n episode 1
Love interests:
Wednesday Addams, Tyler Galpin, Xavier Thorpe, Bianca Barclay, Rowen Laslow, Enid Sinclair.
Platonic love interests:
Larissa Weems, Marilyn Thornhill, Eugene the bee boi, Adams family.
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quinn-pop · 8 months
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true love is when you get to be a little bit silly together
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kaicubus · 1 year
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Dating Yoko Tanaka
warnings ✩° : mentions of blood and drinking blood, biting//marking, fluff, some possessive or dark themes bc yk...vampire.
pairing ✩° : yoko tanaka x gn!reader
authors note ✩° : not much is known about her but as per requested ((i need to start replying to my asks instead of saying ill do them and then make diff posts about them)) i wanted to smush her in here!!
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- As one of the more popular vampires in Nevermore, dating Yoko comes with a price. Of course, nonrefundable. She’s immortal, after all.
- Yoko presents herself as dark and macabre, above all the rest simply because of who she is and what she’s capable of, and that doesn't change when she asks you to be her betrothed. The title sounds scary but it’s just her way of claiming you as her own for life beyond death.
- Yoko doesn't like rejection, nor does she like fighting. So if something angers you enough to start a fight, you either have to learn to accept it or convince her what it was that she did wrong. She’s stubborn but don’t blame her!! She’ll come around eventually.
- Her eyes are sensitive to light, being a vampire and all, so your dates usually take place during the sunset, dusk, or midnight hour. She likes bringing you to rose gardens or 24/7 cafes, she always orders black coffee when she’s not drinking blood, purely because she enjoys the dark ambiance.
- When it comes to quenching her thirst, Yoko can’t control her urges to bite you and feed from your blood. She prefers it from all the artificial alternatives or anyone else she’s fed from. She thinks it’s because you're her betrothed, or it might just because you have a type of blood that’s always sweet—a delicacy she strives to keep away from any other vampires.
- Since word spread that your blood is sweeter than anything Yoko’s ever tasted, all the vampire students kind of flock to you every chance they get. This makes Yoko rather jealous and therefore possessive protective.
- Not saying she’s a full on stalker type but she hides in the shadows and has connections everywhere. Because of this, she has a habit of finishing your sentences, especially those about your whereabouts.
“Today I went out with—”
“Divina.”
“Right...oh! And we—”
“Studied for your philosophy test on Tuesday but got side tracked because she spilled her chocolate frappuccino on herself after reaching for your favorite green mechanical pencil.”
“Are you following me again??”
“...No.”
- Unironically, her favorite place to kiss you is your neck and collarbone. She especially loves when, since you get sensitive there after all the biting she does, you squirm around and fidget under her touch.
- Yoko’s love language would definitely be words of affirmation. She wants to be told how much you love her and explain it in full excruciating detail to the point your tongue gets twisted and your lips go numb. She wants to have deep and meaningful conversations with you where in the middle of the night you doze off to sleep mid conversation, only to sleepily talk your way back into it after she nudges you awake. Of course, she does the same with you and loves listening to you talk.
- This is me projecting but since Yoko comes from an Asian household, her family holds super high expectations to be the best and better than everyone else. It’s a stressful job but being with you is her escape from that, or relation if you come from a similar situation, and she finds herself loving herself around you. Even if you two ARE doing school work, she loves looking over at you and seeing you either struggle or advance in learning. She’s going to help you either way to show off.
- Even though she’s a vampire, she still eats and makes regular food. This means that you never go hungry around her. She’ll serve you freshly cut fruit and homemade Japanese meals she used to eat as a kid like Japanese curry, pork tonkatsu, and simmered fish to name a few.
- Since she’s a vampire, she can be super old fashioned sometimes and treat you like royalty. She loves kissing your hand, then up your wrist and arm, usually ending her affection with a small bite on your shoulder.
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elfwitchtrickster · 1 year
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Wednesday preference: their name in your phone
Wednesday: My little storm cloud ⛈🖤🕸
You heard Gomez call Wednesday this and you have loved it ever since
Enid: Pretty Paws 🐺💅🌈
You gave Enid this nickname after she wolfed out, considering she's always got the prettiest nails
Xavier: Artsy bae 🎨🖌💓
Do I need to explain? This artist will love being your bae till the day he dies
Tyler: Coffee cutie ☕️💘🥴
You put this as his name after the first time you met at the weathervane, where he gave you his number
Ajax: Beanie boo 😘💗
His classic beanie and the pun in this contact name, you're wouldn't change it to save your life
Bianca: Badass babe ✨🧨🥵
Self explanatory, plus Bianca loves seeing her name as she sends you a message
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Wednesday Preferences
If you ignore them
Wednesday
Girl ...
she'll ignore you
maybe forever
Enid
Will act mad but is sad on the inside
Tyler
Will go all HYDE on you
Xavier
INSULTED
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bamboo-vulture · 23 days
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what if instead of visiting some more boring museums and drinking coffee in the small streets of old european cities we went to the antarctic next time??????
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dr0wning-in-hell · 1 year
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One Of a Kind- Xavier Thorpe
Summary: Y/N is a rare creature, something that’s thought to be extinct. She’s hated by all Normies, and maybe even some Outcasts, but one Outcast in particular thinks differently of her.
Warnings: a bit of angst, some fluff, probably some cursing,
Word Count: 2.9k+
Characters/Pairing: Faye!Reader x Xavier Thorpe, Mentions of Principal Weems, mentions of Tyler
Prompt: simply that Y/N feels like the biggest Outsider amongst Outsider, but Xavier is there to prove her wrong and let her know that she’s just a one of a kind.
A/N: Reader is similar to Maleficent, but without the horns. :) Has magic and those giant wings that I freaking adore
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Y/N had been found on the outskirts of the forests in Europe before she was sent to Nevermore. Principal Weems was the one who originally found her anyways, so she thought it was her duty to take care of her and give her shelter, not just because she was an Outsider who was hated by half of humanity, but because she was one of the rarest creatures she had ever laid her eyes upon. 
That was when Y/N was 12, until she was brought to Nevermore she had spent her time as a child hiding in dense forest areas that no one could possibly get to, secret caves that held her own hideaways far from the Normies of the world. When she was brought to the school for Outcasts, she felt like a freak. Everyone at the school was pretty, popular, they all looked semi-normal, but not Y/N.
No, Y/N had to have fangs, longer and sharper than any vampire’s, naturally long nails that should have counted as talons, and ginormous black wings that shrouded her body. Y/N was, in her eyes, a human bird. 
From the moment she stepped foot onto campus all eyes were on her. At that young of an age she was scared, she scared herself and everyone else, but as she grew up she turned that frightened little girl into a power to be reckoned with. As everyone at school watched her grow into this confident young lady, they also became less scared of her. She had her times where she’d lose her temper and lash out, her magic uncontrollable as she’d stomp away and wreck everything in her path, but they knew she was just like them in that sense. Unable to control how they felt because there was not a single person in the world that understood what it was like to be an Outcast. 
By the time Y/N was 16 she had learned that it was just better for her to stay on campus at all times than to go into town and try to be normal with everyone else. The Normies may be able to hide their hatred for the Outcasts at least somewhat decently with the others, but with Y/N she could always see the look of disgust on their faces from a mile away. Every time she’d try to go into town with a few people from school she was always picked on, bullied, and it wasn’t even just the Normies who did it. She’d be invited out as a joke several times, it wasn’t until the third time she was made fun of and abandoned in town that she realized no one would ever truly except her for what she was. 
Outreach day was approaching and Y/N was dreading going, but Principal Weems was making Y/N volunteer this year by having her paint a mural of Nevermore and the town of Jericho together in harmony. The thought made Y/N gag. Why would she want to celebrate such a stupid day that obviously had no meaning to anyone in the long run?
If this wasn’t mandatory then Y/N wouldn’t be going and setting herself up for embarrassment. Rude comments ran wild in her head as she mocked what some people in town were going to say as she showed up to celebration. 
She packed up her painting materials in a duffel bag and then headed to the Quad, where all the other students would be getting their assignments. When she walked into the Quad everyone had already begun hoarding together in their cliques, so Y/N just stood next to the wall and waited till they were all dismissed. One thing about having these giant wings was that she couldn’t ride on the bus with everyone else, instead she was going to have to fly herself down the town. 
Y/N’s eyes scanned the crowd of students, watching as they opened their assignment letters. Some students were happy but others seemed upset about what they got. One of those people was Xavier, someone that Y/N admired from a far but would never confront face-to-face. He must’ve been upset about what he got, the same going for his friend Ajax.
Feeling as though she had intruded on people’s private conversations, Y/N picked up her duffel bag and headed towards the front of the school. Little did she know that as soon as she walked away from the bustling students who were rushing towards the busses, Xavier had looked up from his assignment card and watched as the black winged beauty turned away and walked away. 
Xavier didn’t see Y/N again until everyone was in the town square to listen to Principal Weems and Mayor Walker go on about how important the day was and how they created a new statue in honor of the town embracing the Outcasts. 
It was complete bullshit and everyone knew it. Y/N must’ve gotten bored listening to their speech, because once they were all dismissed to go to their jobs for the day, the Faye was no where in sight. Xavier sighed as he trudged over to the Weathervane for his assignment. Working in the same café as Tyler, his tormenter, was not how he wanted to spend the day. 
When he walked into the café his eyes landed directly on the winged beauty. She stood in the corner awkwardly looking down at her phone as she waited for her order name to be called. Once she heard her name called out she went to grab her drink quickly and bolt from the small building. Y/N didn’t even look up as she brushed past Xavier and out into the open. 
The taller boy watched as she walked with her head low, going to the designated area for the portrait she was to draw. It was the same wall that Xavier had painted on last year, on this exact day. The thought of her putting all this effort into a portrait and then possibly having it destroyed just like he had done to him, angered him more than it should have. Taking in a deep breathe he walked over to Tyler, who also didn’t looked too amused that he was in this situation as well.  
An hour, maybe two at most had gone by before he saw what Y/N’s painting looked like. It was amazing, to say the least. The wall Y/N was using as a canvas was a mirror image of the town on that exact day. Both the town and it’s people joining together with the students of Nevermore in celebration of Outreach Day. The thing that pulled it all together? The heavily detailed painting of Joseph Crackstone in the center of the town. It was perfect for that day, and exactly what Principal Weems wanted out of the feather winged girl. 
As Y/N stood a few feet away from her painting, admiring it and criticizing it, she could hear the words that the towns folk were saying. 
“What a freak.” Some mumbled. 
“Who let the little birdy out of her cage?” Some would tease menacingly. 
“If there were a contest for being the biggest freak of all the freaks, she’d for sure win.” 
One would think that on a day like today, these small minded people would put their snide comments to the side and at least pretend to be decent, but no, in fact they were even worse. Usually she could handle those harsh words, but for some reason today was just the day for her to snap.
Bawling her fists she began to pack up her painting supplies, anger consuming her as she thought about all the horrible curses and spells she could use on these lesser people. Y/N was so overwhelmed with anger that she began to shake which caused her to drop some spay paint. 
Before she could reach over and grab some asshole had to kick it so hard that the can busted open, spraying Y/N and ruining the bottom half of her painting. With tears blurring her vision and anger blurring her judgment, she stood up quickly, her hands glowing a bright green as she threw the Normie against the wall opposite of her. She growled lowly, her eyes glowing the same green as she began to close off the person’s airway with her magic. If it weren’t Xavier to snap her out of her trance, Y/N for sure would have murdered the man. 
Y/N’s eyes stopped glowing, along with her hands, her gaze moving from the man she was choking to Xavier who was standing in front of her with a very concerned look. For a split second Y/N’s eyes looked at the man, her growl scary enough to send him hurling around the corner and down the sidewalk. 
Without a word she took a step away from Xavier and turned back to her supplies. She through the busted can into her bag, zipped it up, and then tried to walk away. As she was a few steps away from the tall blonde, he reached out and gently grabbed her wrist. Y/N stopped and turned to look at the boy, confusion grazing across her face. 
“What? You gonna make fun of me too?” Y/N’s words were harsh, but Xavier knew that she was still angry. 
Letting go of her wrist he lets out a soft sigh, “I was going to ask if you were okay.” He said looking at her and watching her expressions. 
Y/N looked taken back at his question, as if no one had ever asked her that before. “I’m fine,” Y/N huffed. She was clearly lying, but why on Earth would she open up to someone she barely knew, so easily? Xavier’s look on his face was basically saying, ‘really?’ He knew she was lying and was hoping she would just talk to him a little bit, even if this was their first time really talking. 
Letting out a huff of frustration, Y/N let her walls fall down as she looked away from the boy. “Fine, no, I’m not okay. I’m pissed.” She paused and waited for a response but only got a nod telling her to continue. “This is all just so stupid, it bullshit. No one cares about today, they just care about the money they get from this stupid day.” Y/N rolled her eyes as she looked up at Xavier. “No one actually cares, they never will. We will always be the freaks and outcasts to them, they will never see us as equals.” 
Xavier could practically see the steam rolling off her skin, seeing how angry she still was. He knew there was nothing he could say that would make her feel better, so instead he gently took her duffel bag from her and offered to take her to the Weathervane.  It took a moment for  Y/N to consider the offer, thinking that this was just going to be another joke, but once she realized that Xavier meant no harm she agreed and the two began the short walk to the coffee shop. 
It was a good thing that the café was slow that day, or else Y/N and Xavier probably wouldn’t have been able to talk as much as they wanted to. The other great thing about it being slow was the fact that wasn’t a lot of people around to gawk at Y/N and make rude remarks about her looks. The only other person in the building was Tyler, but he could care less what the Nevermore students were doing, especially Xavier. 
Xavier and Y/N sat at a booth close to the counter, both of them feeling the tension as they squeezed into their seats. Well, Y/N squeezed into her seat because of her wings, Xavier was fine. 
It was quiet at first, the two just looking around and avoiding each other’s gaze for the first few minutes before Xavier decided to speak up. 
“Your painting looks great, by the way.” He smiled softly, hoping that she’d realize he was here to talk to her and not belittle her. “The detail in it is amazing.”
Y/N was a bit taken back by the compliment. She wasn’t used to people saying nice things to her, let along talking to her at all. “Thanks, though I’d rather see that stupid statue burn than to paint it, thanks.” Anyone who was listening to their conversation would know that she was joking, she was being serious. 
Xavier chuckled a bit and nodded in agreement, “Trust me, I know how you feel.”
Y/N snorted at his response. How could someone like him? Someone who looks normal, understand how she felt? The only odd thing about him was his father, and the face that he could make his artwork move or come to life. Xavier looked confused at Y/N’s slight harshness and watched as tried to lean back a bit in the booth, crossing her arms as she looked at the wall.
“Hate to break it to you, pretty boy, but you most definitely don’t know how I feel.” Her words were harsh, and completely true. While Xavier could have anything he wanted and grew up only being know as the son of a famous Outcast, he would never really know what it’s like to feel like Y/N. To be tormented for how he looked. It’s never a problem that he has ever had to deal with.  
Silence filled the space between them once more, both of them unsure of what to say next. Xavier studied Y/N’s face, memorizing every curve, mark, and point there was. To him, someone she barely knew, he thought she was the most beautiful and unique person on this planet. Even though he didn’t really know her all that well, his heart wanted to know more so he could get closer to her and learn to understand her. 
Y/N’s eyes unfortunately wandered over to the window where she could see the townsfolk pointing and gawking at her. The anger that had slowly started to subside started to come back stronger than before, her eyes starting to glow that vivid green color. Xavier’s eyes followed hers and once he noticed what, well who, she was staring at, he immediately when to  calm her down. Without thinking or hesitation, his hands grabbed hers softly, like she was made of the finest porcelain and he didn’t want to break her. 
“Don’t worry about them,” he said softly, his thumbs rubbing small circles into the backs of her hands. The action startled her at first, but then she found it calming. Her eyes stopped glowing, her heart went back to normal and she no longer felt like ripping out those peoples throats.
“Why do you care so much?” Y/N asked with a tilted head, “You don’t know me, so why do you care so much?” It was a genuine question she wanted the answer to, but Xavier wasn’t sure if he could really tell her why he cared.’
The boy gulped, trying to find a way to word his thoughts in a way that didn’t sound creepy or stalker like. There was a long pause before he said anything, it was when she went to pull her hands away from him that he sputtered out the truth. “I’ve always liked you, thought you were the most mesmerizing being to ever lay my eyes upon. I’ve watched you, since the moment I started going to Nevermore, I- I just didn’t know how to approach you. I was nervous.”
Y/N raised an eyebrow at him, thinking he was joking and was put up to this as a joke. “You’re only saying that to say it, you don’t mean it.” Her eyes averted downwards towards her lap, trying desperately to focus on anything but the feeling of her hands still holding his. “No one thinks that of me, I’m a monster.”
Xavier’s gentle squeeze on her hands was enough to pull her Y/E/C eyes back up to his blue eyes. “I don’t think that.” The warry look on Y/N’s face was enough to tell him that she really had never been told that in her life, “I promise, if I truly didn’t think that, then I wouldn’t have said it in the first place.”
The shaky sigh that Y/N let out worried him. Had he gone too far? Did she find him repulsive now? Was this all too creepy?  
“I don’t think you understand how much that means to me,” When their eyes met he finally saw the tears that brimmed her waterline. Carefully, he reached up and swiped away the stray tears that managed to slip down her flushed cheeks. The soft smile that Y/N let Xavier see was something he’d remember forever. He’s the only one who’s seen her cry, who’s seen her smile, who’s been so kind and genuine to her. 
This was the beginning of something new, for the both of them. It would be rocky in the beginning for sure, but both teens could tell that they’d let out the best of each other in the long run.
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