#xavier thorpe x yn

[kolsmikaelson]

I’m rewatching Wednesday and when Xavier said he was ‘two feet shorter and about forty pounds heavier’ kinda made me think he’d have stretch marks? And idk I’ve been thinking of tracing them and like complimenting them

kiss me, kiss me — xavier thorpe x reader

word count - 734 join taglist warnings - slightly insecure!xavier, foul language

a/n - i wasn’t completely sure what way you wanted me to go with this so i hope you enjoy <3.

Xavier was coming out of his bathroom, sweatpants low on his waist and one around his neck to dry his hair and no shirt on, when you knocked on his door. He takes a moment to rub the water out of his hair before throwing the towel in his hands onto the foot of his bed.

“Hi baby.” Xaviers face lights up when he opens his door to reveal you with snacks in one hand and an extra blanket in the other. “So I was thinking we should go either comedy or horror tonight?” you proposed while you brushed past him to set your things onto his desk.

For a moment he’d forgotten why you were there, it was Friday, your movie nights. He wasn’t completely sure when they began but he certainly wasn’t going to complain about spending time with his favorite person. Sometimes you’d switch off between your dorms, however after the events with Rowan went down movie nights took place in his room more often than not. No roommate to interrupt the peace during whatever movie you or Xavier had picked and nobody to comment on the way you supposedly looked at one another — your roommate, Yoko, loved to point it out no matter how many times you’d denied it. Though both of you had feelings for each other, there was no chance in hell you were going to risk the relationship you had.

Xavier had a crush on you from the beginning of your friendship while your’s came a couple of months later. There were little things each of you did to show your affection for the other so as to not say your feelings outright. You’d keep a hair tie on your wrist at all times for when he inevitably forgets his somewhere, while he’ll give you little drawings most days. Sometimes they’d be of you in class or something he’d seen and thought you might like. Every time it was the latter he made a mental note to make it come to life for you at some point.

“Xav? What do you think?” you speak, breaking the boy from his thoughts.

“Oh uh whatever you want. Isn’t it your turn to pick anyway?” he shrugs.

“Y’know that I like to pick something we’ll both like.”you mutter, walking closer to him. Quickly, you bring your arms around him and pull him into a hug. Both you and Xavier stand in the middle of his room for what feels like forever, enjoying the warmth of his skin radiating out into the shared space between you.

Stepping back slightly, your eyes wander across his naked torso and they stop on the marks ranging from dark to light that are lining the area above his hips. It’s not as if you hadn’t seen him shirtless before, but seeing them up close sparked something in you. Lifting a hand towards the marks you let it hover above his skin. “Can I…” Xavier is nodding before you can get another word out.

You begin to run your thumb across the markings, tracing over them, learning and memorizing the way that they feel under your skin, the supple skin bumping up against your fingers.

When you glance up at him, the worried look etched on Xaviers face isn’t hard to miss. Your heart stutters and your smile falters as you realize how he might feel in that moment.

“Hey, I’m sorry don’t worry, I think that they make you look pretty cute.” your voice is soft-spoken, trying to convey the truth to the long haired boy. Xaviers worries fade away a little bit as a smile is brought to his face, sensing the honesty in your voice. His smile grows slightly bigger when he still feels your fingers tracing over the marks.

“Thank you.” the words fall from his lips quickly. Though he was short with his response you knew that he meant it.

“Kiss me.” Both you and Xavier blurt out at the same time. His eyes widen in shock and your shoulders shake with laughter.

Xavier cups your cheek and brings his head down to yours, and presses his lips on yours for the first time. It felt as if sparks were flying around you two. When you break apart, Xavier has a goofy smile on his face that makes your heart melt.

“Come on pretty boy. It’s movie time.” you smile.

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[kiramdd]

after seeing this i kinda need some dad or bd fics with percy or xavier idk.

#xavier thorpe x reader #xavier x you #xavier thrope imagine #xavier thrope x you #xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe x yn #percy hynes white #percy hynes white x reader

[soupsaurus]

"i love you" - xavier thorpe

xavier thorpe x reader, friends to lovers

warnings: hair pulling, sub!ish - xavier, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it irl mateys) smut, so seriously, MINORS DNI

word count: 3k

summary: when you go to hang out in xavier's shed after a tough day, he offers to teach you to paint and things get friendly

a/n: ohhh my god. XAVIER. i love him he's so mghhh

your whole body feels heavy as your hands slowly drag over your face. your body is so exhausted and you know it would feel so good to just fall asleep right here right now, but you keep trudging your feet forward, crunching over leaves underfoot. just make it 5 more minutes and you can lie down in the shed. xavier texted you around 10 minutes ago, and you were running late already. enid had kept chatting to you on your way out of class. you love her, but its impossible to get a word in edgewise once she really starts talking. xavier had shown you his art shed about a month ago, and you two had been spending hours in there together ever since.

it feels like the only place you can truly relax and be yourself. and although you aren't a good artist, it really does help to take your anger out on a canvas. xavier though, is probably the best artist you know. he's so talented and interesting. and pretty. you shake your head, even just the thoughts about your best friend give you butterflies in your stomach. its practically forbidden. i mean there's no fucking way he likes you the same way you like him. and he never will. you have to get that fact through your head.

lost in your thoughts, you almost walk into the shed, before realising you're already in front of the door. you knock before entering, stepping into the warm, dim room, immediately feeling calmed by the smell of the large space. you look up, and xavier is standing in front of you, head tilted to the side, eyebrows scrunched.

"hey, you okay?" you hadn't even said anything, in fact had barely walked through the door, but he always could read you like a book. it almost seems you can't hide anything from him. already though, his voice is soothing your nerves, and you lean forward and collapse into his arms as you wrap yours around his waist. leaning your head into his chest, breathing him in, it makes the tips of your ears turn a shade of pink feeling him this close to you. "woah, hey, are you alright?"

you take a deep breath before reluctantly pulling him away from his warm embrace. "yeah, now i am." you let out a half-hearted airy laugh, "just a long day i guess." he lightly pats your shoulder before returning to his painting.

"i can understand that, trust me." his sighs, looking at the canvas with quiet discernment. you lift yourself up to sit on the counter, swinging your feet, watching his face, scrunched in scrutiny. he makes some small strokes on the painting and gives up, returning to you, leaning against the table. you think the painting looks amazing, but i guess no-one is ever as judgemental about you as yourself.

he leans over against the counter next to you. "wanna talk about it?"

you sigh deeply this time, not super prepared for that conversation yet. you can't exactly tell him that you have been torturing yourself with your crush on him, telling yourself you'll never be pretty enough, funny enough, good enough for him. "not really."

he rubs your arm sending colour to your cheeks. "that's okay. you wanna take your mind off it?" he looks at you with those eyes and your cheeks burn even redder with the thoughts that immediately rush to mind. he must see your hesitance, before he clarifies, "i mean, i can teach you to paint properly, if you'd like." you let your breath you'd been holding slowly release before hopping off the table and walking to a blank canvas.

"sure, maybe that might help." honestly, it may not, seeing as the issue is standing right in front of you, looking at you, small smudges of paint on his face and clothes. fuck, he's perfect. everything about him takes your breath away. his hands, his soft hair, his eyes. oh god, he's walking towards you.

"okay, first, pick a colour." he leans over you, watching your face as you think. his attention is making it hard to decide, but you grab a paintbrush and just say the first colour that comes to mind.

"blue. lets do blue." much to your surprise, instead of stepping away and instructing from his seat, he instead steps closer, clasping your hand with the paintbrush in it. his grip is light yet strong, and your hands seem to fit together like...almost like it was meant to be. you have to stop. stop fantasizing about what will inevitably leave you disappointed and crying in your room.

you try, but you can feel him pressed against your back, and his untied hair tickling your face. "this okay?" his voice rattling on your ears. he's so close you can feel his breath fanning across your cheeks. you give a small nod, and you swear you can hear everything, even the light rasp of his voice as he laughs quietly. his soft hands hold yours, guiding them over the canvas. you sharply inhale, as he continues to slowly move your woven hands along the painting, holding the paintbrush, making smooth strokes over the canvas.

it's so quiet now, tension high, and you can hear the rustling of leaves and howling of wind. now that you are focusing on it, it's raining very lightly, the droplets of water landing on the tin roof. you close your eyes for a second, savouring how close xavier is, his smell, the soothing sound of the rain and the feel of the paintbrush striking the canvas, leaving blue streaks everywhere it goes, tainting the pure white surface. maybe you're just imagining things though. you open your eyes and look at him, focused on the painting and realise how close your faces are. he glances down at you and smiles, before looking away.

you force yourself to look back at the canvas, and notice that those minutes of mindless painting have resulted in an ocean of waves twisting around the picture. not that you can focus on the painting now, because xavier is staring at you, making intense eye contact that makes you want to look away. "did it help?" you glance at his mouth for a split second, wondering what would happen if you just leant up and pressed your lips to his. once again, reminding yourself that you are just friends, looking back up at his eyes.

"yeah. thank you. it did help." you curse your shaky voice. he smiles and gets a sneaky gleam in his eyes. before you can react, he's tossing a globule of red paint at your cheek. it misses your cheek, but still makes contact, splattering all over the front of your uniform. "XAVIER!" he laughs and whispers a sarcastic sorry your way. its now your life mission to get him back, the romantic air fully dissipated now, possibly for the best. you might have done something you'd regret. you scoop a large amount of yellow paint into your hand and hit him with it in the chest. his face is a mix of laughter and feigned hurt.

"how could you DO this to me?" dramatically throwing his arm over his face, and laughing again. he's so goddamn pretty when he laughs. or does anything really. its so contagious. being around him makes you feel instantly better. his presence improves your mood, like magic.

"you shouldn't start something you can't finish. and also you don't have ANY idea how long it'll take to wash this out, like, seriously forever." he just laughs more, and you don't care how many uniforms get ruined in that moment, if only you could stay and watch his smile on repeat, forever. watch him tuck his hair behind his ears, just for it to fall right back into his face just one more time. to have him make you shake with laughter just another time. to see his focus when he paints, fully engrossed in the creativity for just one more minute.

"hello? you're staring. is something wrong? something on my face? paint, perhaps?" he stares at your face with remnants of laughter, his smile lingering slightly. your heart hammers in your chest. suppose its not too late to do something you regret. your cheeks flush as he continues waiting patiently for a response. your brain is conflicted over your emotions. if he doesn't feel the same, everything is over. not only your friendship, but the laughter, the smiles, just how goddamn comfortable you feel just existing in his presence.

those things are exactly why you feel the word vomit threatening to unleash itself. why you feel the need to let him know exactly just how much you love him. "xavier." you take a deep breath. last chance to back out before you dig yourself a hole even you can't get out of.

"yes?"

"i think i need to tell you something." you fiddle with your fingers and look down at the floor, not bearing to look at his face, which you assume is riddled with confusion and expectancy. you walk over to the counter and sit down, swinging your legs in a weak attempt to distract yourself. "i mean, i think it's obvious at this point. you..." you stutter, struggling to find the right words. you weren't exactly prepared for this turn of events. you should have thought of a speech.

you dare a glance at his face and immediately regret it. he's watching in anticipation. patiently, but still. this could go very, very wrong. "i...i like you, xavier. in a more than friends way. and i know you probably don't feel the same, but..." you trail away as you hear him walking towards you slowly. he keeps stepping closer until his legs are between yours, towering over you. he places his fingers on your chin and lifts your hot, red face to look at his.

he seems unfazed, but you look close and you can definitely see that the tips of his ears are pink. you're looking into his eyes, and he slowly leans down, but before he can reach your face, he stops and whispers to you, "can i kiss you?" you don't answer, instead lean up and press your lips against his. it feels like fireworks lighting up in your stomach, your heart beating so fast you're almost sure he can hear it. you're still locked in the kiss, until he pulls away, breathing harder than usual.

it's only a second, and barely enough to catch your breath, taken away by such an unexpected outcome. you breathe in before xavier wraps you up in another kiss, his eyelashes brushing against your burning cheeks. this kiss is deeper, less experimental, and you genuinely wonder if you are about to have a heart attack with how hard it is beating.

he pulls away from the kiss, lips pink and very slightly swollen. he leans down to the side of your face, to whisper in your ear, "i've liked you for so long." his breath fans across your face, before his lips attach themselves to your neck, sucking and kissing, you're sure you'll have hickeys tomorrow. "you sure you're okay?" he makes sure you're still on board, and when you give a distracted hum and slight nod, he slides his hand up your thigh to your waist.

his lips are still working their magic on your neck and he strokes your waist, slowly making his way back down to your thigh, but as soon as he makes contact, he pulls away, just to keep rubbing your waist. as he hits a particularly nice spot on your neck, you let out a deep sigh and a tiny whimper, so quiet you're surprised he noticed. but he noticed. and you can tell, because something hard is pressing against your leg. "my god, sorry, love. i'll stop if you want." his face is sincere, and lust blown, pupils dilated, panting and cheeks reddened.

"no, i really don't mind. just please, xavier keep going." he murmurs a soft "fuck" into your hair, before resuming his work on your neck. 'you thread your hands through his silky hair, holding the brown strands in your fist, daring to pull a little. he groans against your neck, and starts tracing patterns on your thigh. you give another little tug on his hair, and he pulls away.

"fuck me. you do that again...god." you notice his fingers starting to linger a little closer to the inside of your thighs. you push your legs to together, trying to release some of the tension in your body. xavier's other hand pushes your hair behind your ear, stroking your cheek lightly before sliding both hands along the outside of your legs, tilting them outwards.

suddenly, he drops to his knees in front of you, hands still gripping you. "xavier..." you're practically breathless, sitting on top of the counter, looking down at your years-long crush kneeling for you. he looks up at you through his lashes, now even his cheeks are flushed. you still can't fathom how your fantasies and stories have come true. in the best way possible.

"you said you were tired. i just wanna help." your breath hitches as he slowly moves closer. "you sure you still okay with this?" you nod enthusiastically.

"yes, please. please, xavier." you sound so pathetic, even to your own ears, almost begging for him. he smirks, so faintly that you almost don't notice, but you can even see the smugness in his eyes. he hooks his fingers through the top of your underwear and slowly pulls them down your legs. your face flushes with such a red its almost as bright as the red now drying over your uniform as you see how soaked your clothes already are just from a few minutes. he tosses them gently onto the floor, and immediately focuses his attention on you.

the eye contact is too much, so you turn your head. looking at the door of the shed, you can feel the wet of his tongue as it lightly and experimentally licks around your soaking pussy. you throw your head back and moan, just praying that no-one is close enough to hear. not at this time, surely. he sucks at places that you didn't know could give you so much satisfaction. you once again thread your hand through his hair and pull, causing him to groan, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure.

he continues, and you release more breathless pants and whimpers until you feel a knot in your stomach that you've only ever felt on your own, which you never predicted you would feel with him. "fuck, fuck, xavier. I'm gonna-" your head is thrown back, so you can't see until it's too late, him removing his face from between your legs. you violently flip your head towards him, an expression surely showing confusion and near-betrayal. "wha-why?" he stands and wipes his mouth, slick with you, with the sleeve of his shirt.

"listen love, i can't just give you everything for free. i already gave you a painting lesson, darling." you scoff in disbelief. you flip your skirt back over, and hop off the counter. he's now sat in a chair, which you slowly walk over to. two can play this game. you spread your legs apart, straddling him, pressing against him. so cocky, but now you can hear his breath catch in his throat, feel his heart beat and his eyes widen.

"this okay?" you whisper in his ear, painstakingly unzipping his pants. he chokes out a strangled yes, letting out a deep breath as the jeans pool around his ankles. you roll your hips against him, enjoying his laboured breathing, the only sound in the quiet room.

as you copy what he did to you, slowly dragging his underpants down onto the floor, tossing them to land with yours, still disregarded in the corner. you stand back up, and straddle him, skin to skin, as you peel your red-stained sweater off, shirt coming off with it. "fuck, you're so gorgeous." he pulls away to look you in the eyes. "you're always so pretty. always thought so." you lift your hips up, already fluttering with excitement.

you kiss his lips, whispering to him, "you're the most beautiful person on this planet. xav. i promise im telling the truth." you move his face towards you by tilting his chin with your finger. "i love you." you can tell he's going to respond, but you slide your hips down onto his length, and any words are lost on his tongue. both your lips are slightly parted to let your gasps out. you start slow, getting used to the feeling for the first time. but eventually, you get comfortable and find your pace. you go faster, and suddenly the only words coming out of xavier's mouth are prayers of your name and strings of curses.

"fuck, fuck, oh shit, baby. wh-how did you learn to do this?" to think he was so fucking cocky before. learnt his lesson. you slowly increase the pace, pressing your lips to his, in the messiest, breathiest kiss you've had. he disconnects from your mouth, to let you know he's going to finish. the sounds coming from him are almost enough to make you come on the spot. "fuck! im coming, love, please, don't stop, keep going, oh my godd, i love you." you keep moving your hips, letting him come in you, the prettiest, most breathless whimpers coming from his mouth.

you keep going, needing to finish. you're so close, just a bit more. he's chanting in your ear, "my god, baby, please, i don't think i can take any more." but your own chants come from your mouth.

"don't worry xavier, i'm so close, you're doing so well. oh, fuck, fuck. i'm gonna come." you can feel the familiar knot in your stomach come undone, slumping against his chest, rising and falling heavily. both of your cum leaking from your pussy, as you just take a second to catch your breath.

"fuck, i love you." you move your head from resting over his shoulder to look him in the eyes. your years-long crush, best friend and now maybe boyfriend, staring right back at you, just the way you always hoped he would, with the kind of love in his eyes only described in fairy tales. his golden brown hair slightly sticks to his forehead as he brings your face closer to his to press a light and loving kiss to your lips.

"i love you too, xavier."

#xavier thorpe #xavier x reader #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier x you #wednesday #addams family #netflix #xavier thorpe x you #xavier x yn #xavier thorpe x yn #fanfic #smut

[dracosdarlinggirl]

Sneaking Off

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Fem! Reader

Summary: Xavier and Y/N ditch class to do something more fun

Warnings: Smut, oral (m receiving), fingering

Their lips are locked together, their bodies flush against one another as they stumble through the hallways to get to Xaviers dorm.

They know they won't get caught now; all the students are in class and the few teachers that are free are in a meeting.

They nearly fall as they finally get past his door, but manage not to do so by slamming into the wall, their hands still tightly clasped together, even when he fumbles with his key before he manages to unlock it.

He pushes her back against the other side of the door as soon as they get in, his hand finding it's way into her panties, stroking the soft, silky skin underneath. He pulls away from her mouth, nipping at the corner of her lips before kissing her neck, sucking hard on the area where he knows will leave a mark.

"Xay…" Her voice is breathless and her hips move instinctively, trying to get closer to him.

He takes his time, letting her know exactly how much she turns him on; slowly, gently pressing kisses down her collar bone as he undoes the buttons on her dress and lets it slide to the floor. His hands find her skin again as they slip underneath her bra, his fingertips teasing lightly at the edges.

She gasps and tilts her head upwards as his thumb begins to circle around the hardened tip of her breast, teasing it further before moving downwards to her hip bones. She moans quietly, wrapping her arms around his shoulders while tugging at his shirt until it's off too. They stand there for a little while longer, their eyes closed and mouths open as they try to catch their breaths.

"Bed?"

"Bed." She smiles softly, pushing him towards it and helping him remove the rest of his clothes.

They both crawl beneath the covers, her reaching over to touch his bare chest, her fingers trailing up his arm to his shoulder, across his cheek, down to his chest, her nails gently scratching his nipple

His body trembles and he tries hard to suppress a moan as her fingers trail downwards, stopping to graze his cock through his boxers eliciting a small whimper out of him. She looks up at him innocently and licks her bottom lip.

"You ready?" She whispers softly, a smirk playing at her lips as her hands drift lower, down his stomach to his boxers, pulling them down and letting his cock spring free. She runs her tongue along the underside before gliding her hand back up his length, taking him deep in her mouth.

"Shit…!" He gasps.

She moans around him as she continues to lick and stroke him, occasionally taking a moment to flick her tongue against the tip of his penis before moving away again, only to repeat the whole process, until his legs begin to shake uncontrollably. He grabs at her head, his fingers gripping roughly at her hair as she sucks more fiercely

"Fuck, Y/N. I'm gonna…" He grunts as her mouth closes around him once more and he finds himself coming undone, his body shuddering with pleasure as she swallows him down.

She pulls away, licking the remnants of come off her lips before crawling onto top of him and kissing him deeply, her hands exploring his chest as they kiss.

"You can pay me back tonight." She giggles, kissing him one more time before she leaves to pull her clothes back on.

#xavier!! ♡ #xavier thorpe #xavier thorpe x you #xavier thorpe smut #xavier thorpe x reader #xavier x you #xavier thorpe x yn #xavier smut #wednesday smut

[shewrites444]

over [xavier thorpe x reader smut]

[written by me and only me. i have been super busy so it's a little shorter than usual, but i hope you still enjoy lovies ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀)]

PART 2 LINKED HERE

word count - 1.4k

[summary: the reader, a normie, works with xavier during his shift at their local coffeeshop, where she learns about his crush on his classmate, wednesday, and intends to help him forget about it.]

[warnings: risky, public, dirty talk, oral, fingering]

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"yeah, he never shuts up about her. it's kind of cute, honestly. tyler likes her a lot."

"what, no way! i don't know how she can like such an asshole!" xavier shouts in frustration, rubbing his forehead and leaning his elbows against the counter while i watch with a giggle, setting down one of the mobile orders on the endpiece.

i shake my head and walk past him to grab the next ticket, playfully nudging at his side. the lovesick boy was fairly attractive, i'd admit, but he was head over heels for this girl, considering he was already drooling over her to me, his coworker during his pilgrim world volunteer hours.

"don't get so fed up about it, dude. if she wanted you, she'd make it clear. tyler said she can be confusing, so i'm sure she is probably messing with the both of you." i explain, grabbing the cold brew from the fridge. "you may have to play the long game and wait. i'd suggest not doing that though, to save your mental health, you know."

xavier sighed, handing me a lid for the plastic cup after i poured the ice in. "i don't understand how you're so casual, and brutally honest, about all of this. haven't you had a crush before, just one you can't forget about?"

"obviously, we all do." i say, placing the new drink next to the other. i turn to face him, crossing my arms and shrugging. "but i just forget about guys. they're either too emotional, or have no emotions at all. it's better to just be single, and alone. you should try it - you look miserable."

"gee, thanks, [y/n]. best coworker ever. can't wait to spend two more hours with such a nice, lovely girl." xavier rolls his eyes, pressing the back of his body against the counter and looking down.

i smirk, walking over to the boy and lean against the counter aside him. i glance down, laughing softly. "you'd be a pretty cool dude to talk to for the next two hours if you weren't so down bad for a girl who just uses you for that sherlock homes shit she's trying to do."

"she doesn't use me."

i quirk my brow, tilting my head and crosses my arms at his statement.

"okay, at times. but that doesn't make her a bad girl!"

i sigh, throwing my arms into the air playfully. "here we go again! xavier picking the worst girl to like."

"shut up." xavier grins, rubbing the back of his neck as he leaned back up. "let me live in my fantasy to help me feel better. like you said, long game."

"mhm. have fun with that." i tease, as i watch another paper print for a mobile order and walk past xavier, grazing my side against him as i lean up to reach for the sheet. i can feel a heat in my body from what i just did, biting my bottom lip as i grab the sheet and press it against the cup, feeling a presence behind me and seeing a shadow formulating aside me.

i turn around to see him standing infront of me, his hands both pinned against the counter on each side of me. i scoff, rolling my eyes with a grin. "so you'll try to use me, like wednesday does to you, as a distraction for your overall goal, because you're bored. funny."

"and you'll try to use me, like every other guy, so that you're a little less lonely every now and then. funny." xavier tilts his head, looking down at me with a smirk. "and i bet you find it kinky or some shit that i'm an outcast, too."

i set the cup down, moving one hand down to press against his pants. "if that's what you think my definition of kinky is, then i'm honestly a bit offended."

"then what's your definition?" he says as he leans himself down, pressing his lips against the top of my ear. "why don't you show me."

"why don't you get on your knees then." i snap back, moving one of my hands to hold the back of his head and nudge him down, watching as he followed what i asked.

i watch his khaki pants hit the tile floor as he tucks his hair behind his ears before reaching over to my shorts, unzipping them and sliding them down to my ankles, before he sticks one of his fingers into his mouth and into my entrance. i gasp, moving one hand to his head to guide him more towards me.

his tongue attaches to my clit as he begins to suck on it, one finger pumping itself in and out of me while he looks up to me, our eyes locking before i look up to the ceiling, closing my own while he stimulates me. one of my hands holds his hair as the other rests on the counter, which reminds me of where i actually am.

my eyes widen and i look around, noting that no one is in the coffee shop but in a way, it turned me on to know xavier was willing to do this regardless of where we were. i feel him slide another finger inside, snapping me out of thoughts and back to the knot that was forming in my stomach.

"you like that, [y/n]?" xavier pulls away from my clit, leaning himself back up to face me, now towering over me, while he pushes my body against the counter, helping me get on top of it, my ass pressed against the cold counter while he pumps his fingers into my warmth.

i lean my head against the cabinet and nod, a grin on my lips. "maybe, but that doesn't matter. it's not enough for me."

he smirks, looking down to push a third finger inside without hesitation, taking his free hand to hold the side of my face while he begins to rapidly pick up his pace, glancing down at me with the same stupid smile printed across his face from cheek to cheek.

i grip the counter with both of my hands, leaning up to press my lips against his for the first time during this entire encounter. i open my mouth to allow his tongue in, feeling my own juices touch my tongue while we continue to make out.

he persists, obviously trying to get me to reach my climax, as he aggressively finger fucks me against the counter. i bite his bottom lip, letting a small moan slip between our lips, which causes xavier to grin immediately upon my slip up. i earn one back from xavier as i reach over to his pants, unbuckling the buckle with one hand and sliding my hand into to rub against his hard length through his black boxers. i feel the boy sink against me, weak from any form of my touch.

"you don't know what i'd do for you to fuck me, [y/n].. you're so fucking hot.. fucking hell..." he moans against my lips as he slows down his pace, pulling his fingers out of my slowly, and attaching his thumb to my clit as he begins to rub, pulling his lips away from mine and looking down to lock out eyes. "do you want me to fuck you? hm? i'd fuck you right here, i don't care who sees. you're so fucking hot."

i tilt my head, slowly closing my legs enough to where his thumb was still able to remain attached to my clit. if there was anything that turned me on, it was playing games. if he really wanted me, he wouldn't give up.

"i think we both have work to get to, xavier. don't you think?"

he pulls his hand away a few seconds after my words, his eyes wide as he watches me shut my legs and slide off the counter, leaning down to pull my pants back up.

"no way." he buckles his belt back, leaning against the opposite side of the counter as he crosses one leg over to hide the erection straining from his pants.

i grin, walking back over to grab a cup for the order that i was supposed to make who knows how long ago. as i scoop the ice, i glance to xavier. "you like teases, clearly. but if it makes you feel any better, your girl is definitely missing out. so act the way you acted with me, with her."

xavier stands up, walking towards me and handing me the milk for the drink, watching me pour it as he wraps one arm around my waist, leaning down to peck the side of my forehead.

"i think my interests lie somewhere else at the moment." he grins, his other hand snaking behind me to grab me by the jaw, moving my head towards him to meet our eyes. "so this isn't over."

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[your-averagewriter]

Kisses for your work.

Summary: (y/n) uses the incentive of kisses to get Xavier to study for their botanical sciences class but an insecurity comes up with a slip of a hand. ((y/n) is a gorgon and this is Xavier Thorpe x reader).

Word count: 0.9K

Warnings: monsters/creatures, kissing, making out, relationship insecurity?

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Sat on my bed, I mindlessly flip through the pages of the textbook I’m meant to be teaching Xavier. I’m better than him at Miss Thornhill’s botanical sciences class, the one subject I’m probably better than him at.

“So…” I start to explain as I land on the right pages. “Read this page,” I say pointing to the page, and flipping it a couple of pages. “To this page. Then I’m gonna test you on it.”

He groans as I pass him the book with a sweet smile. 

“Seriously?” He says, frowning.

“I’ll give you a reward for every question you get right.” He scoffs softly, rolling his eyes.

“Oh yeah, what are you gonna give me?” He says doubting me so I lean forward and press my lips against his. He brings his hand up to cup my face so I pull away leaving him slightly confused.

“That’s your reward,” I say smirking before sitting back down and picking up my magazine.

“You're just gonna read your magazine now and make me study.” He says in a mock disgusted tone.

“Oh come on, you’re gonna fail this class otherwise, I’m just trying to help you,” I say with a small pout. “I’m giving you an incentive to study, just do it,” I say hitting him on the shoulder gently and turning around to read my magazine.

“Fine.” He says with a sigh looking over the book I gave him.

Minutes pass as I flip through my film magazine looking at all the different movies coming out this year, multiple Marvel projects and a couple of interesting films I wanna check out. After about ten minutes Xavier’s finished so I start testing him.

“Okay.” I take the book off of him to test him. “Tell me about the Nepenthes plant.”

“The Nepenthes is also known as the pitcher plant, it’s a carnivorous plant and there are about 170 species…” He continues listing facts about the plant and I nod along, correcting him on minor details. “How’d I do? Do I get a reward?” He says with a smirk.

“You did well enough, room for improvement but I think you can have a reward for that,” I say with another sweet smile before leaning in and pushing my lips against his as he meets me in the middle. He reaches his hand up again resting it on my cheek as I slowly separate from him and whisper against his lips.

“You’re gonna have to do better than that for more,” I whisper then give him a quick peck on the lips before moving back on to the textbook. I clear my throat before asking more questions. He gets some wrong but the kisses seem to be a good incentive for learning the content so he improves and as we go on the kisses get deeper and more passionate.

One of my hands is tangled in his hair whilst my other rests around his neck. His lips brush against mine as we quickly separate for a short breath before rejoining again. His lips are soft and I can taste the subtle vanilla flavour from his chapstick as his lips smooth over mine. His hands travel from my neck up to the back of my head and I instantly pull back away from him, feeling his fingers at the bottom of my headscarf. I’d like to say it’s a reflex but I’m not sure that it was.

He looks shocked at my startled face as I back up and sit back down on the bed with the study book. Clearing my throat I begin to recite some of the content in hopes of moving the conversation away from what just happened.

“(y/n) are you okay? Did I do something wrong?” He asks, shuffling towards me.

“It’s nothing, let’s just get back to studying,” I say flipping the pages, desperately but he moves his hands to hold mine, gently.

“(y/n), what’s wrong? You just acted as if I was a ghost or something. Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, it’s nothing,” I assure.

“It’s clearly not nothing, what’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?” He says, his voice wavering slightly with a newfound insecurity.

“No, no, not at all!” I insist now holding onto his hands. “It’s just-” I start then pause. “I don’t want to hurt you,” I say quietly.

“You don’t want to hurt me? How would you hurt me?” 

“I’m a gorgon, I could freeze you at a slip of a hand, a drop of my scarf and you get stoned,” I say feeling a few tears build up in my eyes.

“I’ve been stoned before, it’s not that bad, it only lasts a few hours.” He says and I look at him confused. “My best friend is a gorgon. You don’t think there’s been a few slip-ups?” I chuckle wiping my tears with the palm of my hand. “I seem to attract a certain type of outcast it seems.” He says with a smile before I start crying properly but with a smile on my face.

“Why are you crying?” He asks confused with a smile.

“I don’t know. You’re too good to me.” I say bowing my head, leaning it on his chest. “I love you so much.” I say and he chuckles before wrapping his arms around me.

“I love you too.” He says resting his head on top of mine. “Don’t try and stone me though.” He jokes. “It’s only okay if it’s an accident.” He warns 

“I won’t,” I say jokingly hitting him on his chest.

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AN: I hope you enjoyed this!

Also if you have a problem please don't anonymously submit a 'complaint' please either message me about it or submit a 'complaint' with your username so we can talk and move forward with a correction or some sort of solution, thank you.

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[lovely157963]

What a fall turns into

{Xavier thorp and Yn} Warnings: kissing and IDK!

summary: Yn falls in the hall on the way to class and … well you’ll find out

AN: My first writing, I hope I did good!

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Ok let’s go!

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Yn was rushing to her classroom as she tripped and fell in the hall. She closed her eyes, waiting for the hard ground to meet her, but instead, she felt a strong arm catch her. Xavier had been passing by; he had caught her. "Are you alright?" he asked in a gentle tone. Yn could only nod, feeling flustered and embarrassed.

Two weeks later, Yn was sitting in Xavier's shed watching him paint. She had finished her work for class and was enjoying the calm atmosphere with him. Suddenly she felt his arms slip around her waist into a warm embrace. Yn gasped softly, feeling his warm breath on her neck.

Xavier nuzzled his face into her neck; his lips found their way up to hers in a kiss. Yn wrapped her arms around his neck, moaning softly into his mouth as their kisses grew deeper.

"I love you," whispered Xavier against Yn's lips.

Yn's heart skipped a beat at hearing those words; she had been trying to suppress similar feelings as well. “I-I love you too” Yn whispered back.

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[nothingbettertodotoday]

i need some more percy hynes white x reader fics!!! does anyone have any suggestions?

i want full on crackhead laughing stoner chill vibe because that's what i fully get off him

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[idkjustsupersonic]

first time writing a different character than Jason Todd lmao like atm im in love with Xavier

Warnings: kissing, hickeys, taking eachothers shirts off, steamy but not smut

if this reaches like idk 500 or 1k likes ill remake it into a smut :)

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You and Xavier clearly had feelings for each other, even though you two only just met a few days ago. It was unraveled in Xavier’s room, at around 7pm the week after Rowan left.

You knocked on Xavier’s door, waiting patiently for it to open. Xavier opened the door, he probably just had a shower as his hair was wet.

Xavier looked at you and grabbed your hand, pulling you into his room, shutting the door behind him.

He clearly felt what you felt in those moments.

Xavier pushed you up against the door and he was so close to placing his lips against yours.

“Can I kiss you?” Xavier asked.

“You didn’t have to ask.”

Xavier crashed his lips into yours, your lips both moving against each other. Xavier’s hands gripped onto your waist, pushing you into the door and you had a hand on his neck and the other in his hair.

You felt Xavier’s lips leave yours and start kissing your jawline, his hands slid under your shirt and his nails dug into your waist.

You made a slight noise of pleasure. Xavier’s lips moved down onto your neck, sucking, licking and biting. You moaned slightly, trying to keep it in.

Xavier’s lips left you for a slight second.

“Don’t try and cover those moans or I’ll bite down harder,” Xavier said before going back to biting your neck.

Xavier grabbed your thighs and wrapped them around his waist. He moved his lips off of your neck while he threw you onto his bed.

You squealed as he threw you down, Xavier then took off his shirt and took a few breaths before making his way to you.

He leaned down and kissed your lips once again, rougher and rougher until he bit down on your lip. You moaned into Xavier’s mouth as he slid his tongue into your mouth.

You tongue’s both chose violence but Xavier won. He always won.

“Can I take your shirt off please?” He asked politely.

“Sure,” you breathed out heavily.

Xavier took a moment to take off your jacket and shirt off but he loved every second. So did you.

He tossed them to the side, but before he could realise, you were on top of him.

“That’s hot…” Xavier murmured.

You smiled, kissing his neck and giving him hickeys in return to the mess on your neck.

Xavier’s hands ran through your hair, gripping onto it every now and then. Your hands laid on his hips to stop him bucking up into you, which was quite painful by the way due to how horny he was.

Xavier was groaning and moaning quietly, which you didn’t mind that much but you knew it was way worser than probably he was giving you. And to be honest this was your first time giving someone hickeys.

You sucked even harder this time and then you bit down quite hard, not enough for blood though. He wedged his head into your neck, groaning loudly.

You stopped and looked at Xavier who was panting and had a layer of sweat on him.

Xavier smiled and laughed, spinning you both around. He laid on top of you and wrapped his hands around your waist. Xavier placed his head on top of yours and kissed your forehead.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Xavier…” you smiled.

Xavier looked to the side, looking at his alarm clock.

“That was one way to waste an hour,” Xavier chuckled.

“Yeah,” you laughed as well.

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[gachawipes133]

⭒Paint my Love⭒

Part 2

Imagine Xavier meeting the reader(you) who likes painting and sketching

Warnings: Kinda smutty, making out (HUEWEWEWEWEWWW)

"Oh.. its just something i need to tell you." You look at him confused, "But not here, follow me" You followed him, and you both keep walking until you both reach to the forest and you see a Cabin its like a small house, "Why are we here?" He didn't reply and opens the door and he lets you in first, its dark you dont see anything you walk forward and Xavier opens the light, you close your eyes because he suddenly opens the light, you were adjusting yourself and you were shock of what you saw.

Their are so many sketches and paintings of you some of them are your Paintings and Sketches of him, you were embarrassed when you saw your own Paintings and sketches of him bc some of it are him Half naked.

You didn't notice Xavier was hugging you in the waist, he sofly whisper " I know you were sketching and Painting me when im not looking and when im not in the room.." You were blushing and Admiring the Paintings and sketches of you, "I-I, you weren't supposed to see this!" You said blushing he just chuckled while his kissing your neck and sqeezing your boobs, and you were just standing there while blushing mess letting him do what he wants.

He stops and you turn around looking at his eyes, he kissed you and push you into the table, "I love you Y/N" he says continuing French kissing you " I love you to Xavier", you both are making out for 30 minutes he doesn't even let you breath, you both are half naked, you both still continue this and he was about to take off your bra, *Knock* *Knock* *Knock* Someone suddenly opens the door.

Its Wednesday, you both look at Wednesday she just stand there staring at you both, " I didn't expect that i will catch you both making out and almost gonna have se—" she got cut by Xavier saying " What do you want Wednesday" He asked kinda annoyed " I was investigating. When i hear noises in the cabin" You were embarrassed because you were the one who is Loud than Xavier.

" Can you just please get out? " he said, Wednesday gets out of the room slamming the door, He looked at you again and continue kissing you " Im sorry baby we got interrupted " you chuckle " Its not your Fault Xavi" You kissed him, And you both have a long night For sure.

Yall Sorry im bad at making Dirty scenarios 😭 but i hope you all like this! This is the last part and i hope you have a great Day/Night!! 乁⁠[⁠ᓀ⁠˵⁠▾⁠˵⁠ᓂ⁠]⁠ㄏ♡

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[kolsmikaelson]

Since you’re taking requests I’ve got a fun idea for you :)

Xavier Thorpe and the reader running around in the rain! Just laughing and stomping in puddles :)

rainy days — xavier thorpe x reader

word count - 764 join taglist warnings - use of the word ‘pretty’ and ‘her’ once.

a/n - i love this idea (and xavier) so much, thanks for the request <3.

Xavier was sitting hunched in front of a large canvas in his shed, listening to the rain pelt the roof as he worked on his next big project, a portrait of you. He’s had it in the shed for months as he worked on it, getting it to perfection before deciding the best time to show it to you. Xavier was waiting until it was near the holiday season and he was hoping to give it to you then.

His soft brushstrokes are interrupted by a banging on the door and a shout from who he could only assume was you to let you in. He rushes to cover the canvas — carefully as to keep it untouched by the cloth he throws over it — as he shouts for you to come in. There are butterflies in his stomach thinking of the many times you’ve sat in a comfortable silence with him as he painted, sometimes you’d ask him to draw something simple to bring to life to entertain you for a few moments before slipping back into silence.

Normally, Xavier hated other people being in the shed when he was working on something. Sure he’d sketch stuff in classes when he wasn’t paying attention or the same when he was in his dorm room, but something about having that space, his own space, was much more personal to him. The only person beside you and Xavier that were in the beat up old shed after he fixed it up, was Ajax. It was really only a few minutes while he came along one time when Xavier forgot something.

But the way he felt about you swayed his decision on letting you come into the shed, not that he minded. The first time you saw the inside you were in awe of the paintings and sketches littering the walls and the paint pallets and pieces of paper covering the tables. He showed you around the small room slowly, admiring the way your face lights up as you take in his artwork. Xavier wasn’t shy about his work — in fact he knew he was quite talented — but he always enjoyed the compliments when they came from you instead of from others.

“Come on, Xavier!” you ordered him excitedly while you took his hand in yours and led him to the door.

“What’s going on?” he laughs, running his hand through his hair, letting you lead him into the rain. He watched you laugh and spin in the cleared area taking in the rain.

“Oh have you not played in the rain before, pretty boy?” you joked, coming close to him, wrapping your hand around his wrist and gently pulling him farther into the rain, keeping him closer to you than before. You admire him, watching the rain wet his hair. You bring your hand to his hair silently asking permission to move his hair out of his face. He gives a slight nod, leaning closer to your touch, a ghost of a smile on his face while you brush the dampened strands of hair behind his ear.

“You look so good like this.” he smiles.

“What? I don’t look good any other time?” you feign offense pouting, the smirk on your face lets him know you’re only joking.

“Shut it. Y’know I always think you look pretty.” He watches her smile get wider, causing him to do the same.

“C’mon we’ve got rain to mess around in.” Xavier runs around you and bolts into the trees, holding his laughter in as he listens to you calling out his name before he dashes out from behind a tree and stomping his foot into the puddle in front of you, splashing it up the front of your pants.

Xavier throws his head back while he laughs and pulls you into his chest by your belt loops. He brings his frigid hand to your cheek and rubs his thumb across your cheekbone.

“I really want to kiss you right now.” Xavier confessed, focusing his gaze on your lips.

“Do it. Kiss me, Xavier.”

He wastes no time in pressing his lips onto yours. He bites your lip lightly, not hard enough to draw blood, smiling into the kiss as he gains access to your mouth. The two of you spend what feels like hours kissing in the rain before coming apart for air, when in reality it was only a few minutes.

“C’mon, we need to get inside before one of us gets sick.” Xavier takes your hand, kissing it sweetly, and leads you towards the gates of Nevermore.

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[jadeittic]

Hi, so if your doing wednesday request ,may I request Xavier Thorpe x wednesday twin brother please?

DEATH OF ME

XAVIER THORPE + MALE!ADDAMS TWIN!READER

In which Wednesday Addams notices that her twin brother might have developed an interest to a familiar artistic schoolmate of theirs.

WARNINGS: swearing, really shitty bcs idk how to write but here u go anyway

YN Addams was known for lots of things. Number one was being Wednesday Addams' twin brother - and being her twin brother came with its pros and cons, but it was bearable (he once almost died due to lack of oxygen due to being locked in a coffin after he dropped a colored pencil on Wednesday's bedroom floor).

Nevertheless, people would expect YN to be a lot like his sister; gothic, obsessed with death, or just to simplify; a gothic sadist.

Gothic, yes, but not too much. YN would rather be naked in public than wear anything with color. One drop of anything other than black or white in the Addams' household and you're dead. Literally.

The obsessiveness with death was up to Wednesday, that's her job. YN Addams was almost the complete opposite. Black and white clothes still make an appearance all the time, but at first glance you wouldn't even spare a thought thinking he'd be an Addams.

One thing that Wednesday dislikes about YN a lot is how he doesn't act as creepily as she does. He was...sweet. Which was weird, considering he was an Addams. YN had this open personality which was just free and happy. He also has this side where if you mess with him, or just piss him off in any way, expect a Wednesday Addams male version. And let me tell you, you do not want him to get mad at you.

And Xavier never really cared about that. Ever since the Addams twins transferred due to...past stuff in the last school, YN caught the artist's attention. He just stood out in the family, is all.

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FIRST DAY AT NEVERMORE

YN sucked at navigating. Wednesday left him to check out her room with her new roommate which she dreaded to have. YN's been wandering around, trying to find the principal, or just any student at all, when his eyes spotted a boy. this boy had his hair fallen down, almost reaching his shoulders. Blazer's sleeves rolled up with a paintbrush occupying his hand. He was painting.

YN walked up to him and looked at the ladder he was on and hoped that this mysterious boy would notice his presence without him needed to say anything, which didn't work.

"Hey?" YN asks, already seeming to be losing patience in a short amount of time (something the Addams have). YN failed to notice the earbuds he had on due to his beautif-- long hair. He seemed to not see the boy underneath him, until he saw a hand appear in his sight.

Taking off his earbuds and stepping off the ladder, he looked over t the person and took a good look.

"You new here? Haven't really seen you around," he asks, eyes wandering around YN's face. His eyes, which held some sort of emotion he couldn't really place a name on. His hair, plain black, yet so beautiful, such as his clothes and eyes. His lips, placed in a natural frown- Why was he looing at his lips?

"---where they are?" He was soon pulled out of his trance when he saw the soft lips he was just staring at move. Shit, had he been caught?

"Excuse me?"

"I was asking if you know where these classes are? I just transferred here and i have absolutely no idea where anything is." God, Xavier thought he was adorable. Wait, what? Xavier Thorpe, Nevermore's sappy teenager has found an interest to another person whose name he hasn't even known yet?

Xavier saw a chance and he took it. He wanted to know more about this mystery new student in his school. Plus, it wouldn't hurt to have a school crush again, am I right?

"I could give you a tour around the school, if you'd like. I'm free in about an hour." YN wasn't sure with what his answer would be. Would it be worth it? If he'd be honest, he thinks the boy in front of him was a fairly attractive man. Mind you, we get a school tour, and a chat with him.

"Sure. YN Addams.”

“YN Addams…like the Addams family?” Xavier wasn’t trying to be rude, let alone offend YN. He was just…surprised?

YN continued to ignore his question, as he waited for his name. The name he's been wanting to know since he first talked to him.

"Oh- uhm, Xavier. My name's Xavier Thorpe." Xavier Thorpe. It had a nice ring to it, if YN would be completely honest.

"I'll wait for you, Xavier Thorpe."

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Ever since then, they've been inseparable. As so would say, "Thorpe and Addams, what an unusual pair", was now old news to them. Little did they know they've been yearning for love. Love for one another.

At this point, Wednesday had noticed. The long stares at each other when one isn't looking, their seats getting closer and closer by the day, And oh god, don't even make her think about the desperate gazes at their lips. It was like she was watching some romantic show, which she hated. A lot.

Wednesday wanted to talk to YN about this, but of course, he'd be busy because he'd be 'hanging out with Xavier at his shed', and that he'd be 'making it up to you soon, just don't worry about it, yeah?'.

Now was the perfect timing. Now with Enid gone somewhere around the school, Xavier busy being in detention, YN was just hanging out with his sister. Wednesday's been writing for the past hour, and just couldn't stop herself from asking,

"Do you find Xavier Thorpe intriguing?"

Looking up from the uninteresting book yn got from his sister’s desk, to her shadowed eyes, which held interest into her brother’s answer to her question.

“What?”

“Do you like him?” there’s no way YN is going to get away without answering her question, should he tell her? Not that she’d care, but YN was just worried. Which again, might not be an Addams trait.

“Tell him.” what?

"what?” YN repeated again. Wednesday never really took anyone’s emotions to heart, constantly just ignoring them and would sooner forget them. Why was she telling him to tell Xavier?

“Go. Tell him what he needs to be told.” it was like Wednesday was begging for her brother to leave and tell Xavier. She’s been there in the ups and downs of their friendship and she’s noticed their feelings develop into something bigger. She’d never admit it, but she really does hope it works out for her brother and her… friend?

After a long moment of silence, YN stood up from his spot and headed to the door. He could no longer feel the stare of his sisters while he walked through the empty room. A moment of gratitude was shared in the silence, they both will remember that forever.

God, YN didn’t even know what he’d say. What if he makes a complete fool of himself? Would Xavier hate him after he finds out? would he still even accept YN as a fr-

Knock, knock, knock.

YN realises he’s never left the room, he was just in front of the door, completely overthinking his whole situation. YN's forgot about Wednesday being in the room, until she pointed out that someone has knocked the door.

What YN didn't expect is that Xavier was at the door, Xavier Thorp, knocking at Wednesday addams’ room door. Why?

“Oh, hey. Figured you were here, can we talk?” Xavier wants to talk? about what? Was it the same reason YN wanted to talk to him about as well?

Walking out of the room and closing the door behind, the pair refused to look at each other. It was as if they were both nervous about something. Well, YN was. And Xavier didn’t know that, neither did YN know Xavier’s been feeling nervous ever since the start of the day.

“What’s up?” YN first spoke up. Fuck, the silence was deafening. YN just wanted to tell xavier how he feels and just kiss his soft li-

“I’ve been wanting to tell you this for a really, really long time, and I am so fucking sure you’re going to hate me for this. I just like you, like a lot. And its not just in a platonic and friendly way, I like you romantically and I just want us to be more than what we are now. You can hate me it’s fine, I just wanted to tell you-“

“Xavier-“

“About how I feel because it’s just so hard keeping my feelings when you’re being so stupidly perfect. your stupid hair, your stupid eyes, your stupid lips that I just want to fee-“

“I like you too.”

“See? I like you too! And I just hope, I just really hope that you’d- what did you just say?”

“I like you too, Xavier Thorpe.”

Wide grins were painted on the pair’s faces. So wide their cheeks were starting to hurt, but they couldn’t care less because of what just happened.

“You do?” Xavier’s eyes were going glossy, in disbelief that this is all happening. The love of his life-YN Addams, likes him back. YN nodded sheepishly, now embarrassed that Xavier knew.

“You’re going to be the death of me, YN Addams.”

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[streetwnoname]

Hii soo I'm kinda nervous to ask u that but can u make one about Xavierx reader Xavier being jealous of yn because he got ask on a date ( reader) and he is mad because he "can't"do anything because they are rivals but he does anyway ( English it's not my first language and this it's the first time I ask something like this so sorry, U CAN TOTALLY IGNORE IT!!!!!)

rival love

xavier thorpe x m!reader

hi!! tysm for the request!!

xavier hated your guts. but right now the only person he hated more than you is the guy that just asked you out. jealousy ate at xavier’s heart, but he brushed it off. he’s not jealous that you’re going on a date with another guy, he couldn’t be. you’re his rival. he’d always worked to outdo you, but you always managed to outshine him somehow. you were a better artist and student than him, and the majority of nevermore students agreed that you were the hottest guy, not xavier. not that xavier didn’t think you were hot, he was just obsessed with trying to surpass you. but over time, xavier had slowly started to fall in love with you. yeah, you infuriated him, but that didn’t stop xavier from fantasizing about how your lips would feel pressed against his. in fact, he’d thought about it so much that the idea of someone else kissing you made him sick to his stomach. he had to stop that date.

he was pacing around outside of your dorm door, knowing you were getting ready for your date inside. after a few minutes he grew impatient, but when you finally exited your dorm, xavier pounced on you.

“y/n. you’re not going on that date.” xavier said, moving infront of you to prevent you from leaving.

“yeah? why is that?” you asked, smirking.

“cause you’re supposed to be with me. not him.” xavier blurted out. you’re silent for a second, processing what he’d said.

“xavier…are you serious? i didn’t think you liked guys…” you responded, looking at him with a smile.

xavier nods “i am…i really like you.” he leans in to kiss you, the feeling of your lips against his being better than he’d ever imagined.

“guess i’ve got a date to cancel then…”

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secrets [xavier thorpe x reader smut]

written by me & me only!!! enjoy ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

word count - 2.4k

[summary: the reader and xavier have been hooking up since the semester started, but when he suddenly goes ghost after awhile, the reader learns that his feelings for her venture far more than what lies on the surface.]

[warnings: rough sex, car sex, choking, spitting, daddy kink, dirty talk, dominant male]

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xavier thorpe wasn't the most sought out guy at nevermore, surprisingly, but when his ex girlfriend, bianca, sent me a text that read, i'm going to tell everyone your secret, i quickly realized that he may be more well-known than what i thought. the fact they dated last year slipped my mind, but i was also a transfer student, so its not like i knew every piece of drama this school had.

we had been hooking up since the beginning of this semester, originally starting as just a one time thing after the rave'n that eventually lead into basically anytime we saw each other. i never found myself in the time or place for a relationship, and he said he felt the same way, so having sex really meant nothing other than a good time. sure, we'd hang out after, maybe go paint in his art studio or go to his dorm, but it really wasn't that big of a deal.

except for tonight.

xavier was being really weird and had been for about the past week, barely answering my texts and when he did, it was just one or two word answers. i was genuinely concerned about him, and that maybe that text from bianca was something he knew about, so he possibly wanted to keep his distance from me. either way, i would prefer him to just tell me to my face that this was over with, so despite how nervous i was, i planned on sneaking out to his art studio tonight because if he wasn't at his dorm, that's where he'd be.

glancing at my phone, i watched as the clock finally hit midnight and i got out of bed, grabbing my black sweatshirt and slipping it on over my top. i walked quietly out of my dorm and down the stairs, opening one of the windows and made my way to his studio through the foggy and damp forest.

glancing through the windows, i noticed all the lights were out, but i opened the doors anyway, shutting them slowly behind me and turning on the light. most of his paintings were visions he had through his dreams, so pretty creepy stuff, but nothing i couldn't handle. i looked around, accidently tripping on a long sheet covering a relatively large canvas. it dropped to the floor and i quickly leaned down to pick it up if he for some reason were to come inside.

looking up, i saw a painting that was definitely not a vision. my eyes widened and my cheeks reddened as i scanned the drying canvas up and down to see a rather explicit drawing of no one other than myself. it was genuinely indescribable to say the least, but also incredible artwork at the same time. before i could even process it, i heard the door open and i gasped, turning to see a very embarrassed xavier.

he walked over rather quickly and grabbed the sheet from me, hanging it back over the painting and grabbed my hand, clearly frustrated.

"what the hell, [y/n]! you were never supposed to see that, like, ever.. why are you in here? a text would have been nice, you know.."

"i-i just wanted to talk to you, i don't know!" i stammer, looking down at the floor and avoiding eye contact as much as i could. "not like you would have answered my text anyway." i mutter and i cross my arms, shaking my head in confusion. "i'm not judging you, but like.. why would you draw that if you don't even want me in your life anymore? you've like full-blown ghosted me this entire week. did i do something?"

xavier ran his fingers through his hair, shaking his head and sighing heavily. "no, [y/n], you did nothing wrong, you never have.."

i raise my brow and glance up to him and his flushed expression, "then why are you acting like this? did someone find out what was going on between us?"

"i know about what bianca said, [y/n], but she isn't going to hurt either of us. she just wants to start drama." xavier explained, scratching the back of his head as he built up the courage to say what he was trying to say. "it's just too complicated to explain, i don't want to talk about it."

i frown in frustration and turn the other way, walking out of the art shed when xavier frantically follows behind me as i walk through the sprinkling rain and towards nevermore. there was no sense in standing around if the conversation, and our friendship, was not going to go anywhere. the entire situation would hurt less if i just went to my dorm and to sleep.

"woah, what are you doing? you're really just going to leave, and walk all the way back in the rain?" xavier shouts, walking behind me with a fast pace to keep up as i trudge through the muddy woods.

i nod, pulling my hood over my head. "yep! since you can't even give me any explanation, i don't want to waste my time."

i feel xavier grab the top of my arm and drag me a few feet down to a parked car, which was his, and open the back door, pushing me in and shutting it behind me. i sit there with widened eyes, watching him get in next to me and shut the door behind him. my brow raises and i lean against the door, one hand resting on it to open it, unless he finally told me what was going on.

"fine, [y/n]. if you want the truth, it's that i like you, and that is going to ruin everything going on between us. i've liked you for awhile now, and yeah, i push it to the back of my head the best i can when i'm with you, but the more i'm with you, the worse this all gets."

i take my hand away from the door and sympathetically look up to a vulnerable xavier, reaching over to take his hand and hold it gently. "you know you could have just told me instead of ignore me over text, and in class. this kind of thing happens all the time in a friends with benefits kind of situation. we work it out together, and you can't expect me to express my own feelings about it when you don't even ask me."

xavier pulls away from my hand and rubs his forehead with both hands, looking down in frustration with himself and the situation. "but you don't understand. yeah, i wanted to tell you this earlier, but it's all so confusing, and frankly, kind of dark.. i have a lot of romantic feelings for you, but the more i like you, the more i want to do things to you.. like.. things that are way more intense than what we do now.."

i grin, tucking my hair behind my ears and leaning closer, our faces inches apart, the heat between our breaths grazing against each other's lips. "tell me what you want to do to me."

he bites his bottom lip, shaking his head with a smirk and looking down. "i think i'd rather just do it to you, then tell you. but you need to tell me how you feel first. about everything. i want you to be sure."

"i like you too." i admit, smiling softly to him. "so fuck me, or whatever this fantasy of yours entails, and we can go from there."

he reaches over to cup my cheeks, slamming his soft lips against mine as we begin to kiss, my hands venturing down to his waist as i slide his sweatpants down, grazing against his hardening dick that strained in his underwear, then making the fabric the next thing i took off. i took his dick in one hand and began to jerk him off, earning a few months from his lips as we continued to make out. i feel xavier push his weight on me, making me sink into the seat below me as he breaks our kiss and motions his body to where my hand slides off him.

xavier grabs my sweatshirt and pulls it off, along with my top, pulling my bra down to attach his lips to one of my nipples, using one hand to hold my own, as the other reaches down to my own pants, sliding them down with my help as i wiggle out of them. i feel him slide my panties to the side as well, pumping one finger inside of me.

i moan, moving one hand to hold the back of his head, grabbing his hair and sliding my fingers through it. i close my eyes and spread my legs to allow him in further as he slides another finger in.

he pulls himself away from my nipple and looks up to me to peck my lips. "you like that, baby? do you want me to fuck you yet?"

"y-yes.." i nod, looking up to meet his eyes in the darkened light as he pulls his fingers out of me and sits up, taking his top off. i lean down to pull my underwear off before he stops me, taking my hand and pushing it back to my side. he moves himself to grab me by the hips, helping me sit up and turn me to face the center console of his car, leaning my body down and positioning himself behind me. i feel him press his dick against my folds, slowly sliding the tip in before starting a rhythm.

he leans down to kiss my cheek, licking the side before nibbling on my ear and motioning one hand to wrap around the back of my neck. his fingers grip my skin as his roughness begins to build up, his other hand now placed on my clit as he begins to rub in a circular motion, earning a heavy gasp on my end while he stimulates me.

"you feel so good, [y/n]... you gonna come for me, hm?" xavier asked softly as i nod. he then moves his hand from my throat to my ass, slapping it harshly as i yip in surprise. "you don't cum until i say so, or this is going to go on for way longer than what you can handle."

i giggle, turning my head to glance to him. "you're funny. you know i like a fuckton of stimulation."

xavier clicked his tongue at my remark, grabbing me by the waist and pulling my body towards him as he sits on the seat, slamming me down on him and i gasp, shock sending through my body as he length pushes itself into me. he continues to rub my clit, and wraps one arm around my waist, holding my tightly.

"go on and bounce on daddy's dick, if you wanna say shit like that." he scoffs, holding me tightly as i begin to ride him, my feet planted against the seat while i take each and every inch of him. i feel him grunt with every thrust, our moans mixing together as we pleasure each other.

"i didn't know you were so dominant, xav..." i mutter, both my hands on his knees as i move. "it's really hot, to be honest.."

xavier grinned, grabbing my hair with his hand after moving it off my waist. "oh really? if you think so, then why don't you let me take it a step further."

"whatever you want, daddy."

and with my permission, he helped to turn my around to face him, leaning me down on the seat once again, locking our lips as he repositions himself inside me. he begins to thrust again, this time a bit softer than what he was doing before. i feel him take my hands and hold them both above my head. he looks down to me and smirks, tilting his head.

"open your mouth."

i do so almost instantly and feel his spit hit the back of my throat and i swallow, our eyes locked through each and every stroke, and breath we take. he bites his top lip, picking up his pace to the point my head hits the car door a bit, but i barely even notice from the amount of stimulation coming from his thrusts. i close my eyes and hang my mouth open, moans filling the silence other than the slaps between our skin.

he moves his free hand to hold my throat once again, but from the front of my neck. just when i thought he couldn't go any harder, xavier lets go of my wrists and moves his hand to cover my mouth as he slams himself into my walls, making me yelp underneath his palm.

my entire body was shaking from the shock it was receiving from such immense pleasure, and pain. i move my arms to wrap around his waist, pulling him closer down to me as he continuously thrusts completely in and out of me, his balls slapping against my sweating skin, which was quickly filled with my own cum, dripping against his dick and balls while he continued.

just as xavier grew close, he pulled out of me, adjusting his body to line his dick up with my mouth and shoves it down my throat, gasping as i take him immediately, despite how caught off guard i was. he groaned, looking down as he fucked my face, both of his hands sliding down to hold my cheeks.

"this is so hot, fuck, [y/n].." he moans, looking down to me. "i've never wanted anyone more in my life than you. you're so hot.. you take my dick so good, baby..."

i shove my head up after his words, his dick balls deep down my throat as he gasps, cumming immediately upon my actions. he pulls out after a few seconds and sits back on the seat, leaning his body to the side.

i sit up, wiping my mouth with a red-stained face as i scoot towards him. i pick his lips, leaning down to rest my head on his shoulder. i feel his arm wrap around me and his free hand take my own, playing with my fingers while he catches his breath, and i do the same.

"i hope i didn't hurt you."

"maybe a little, but i liked it." i admit, laughing at my confession before glancing back up to him. "i didn't know your feelings for me went so deep as to fucking me to the point i can feel like, every nerve in my body."

xavier blushed, shrugging lightly and kissing me once again. "guess there is more to me than what you know."

"so no more secrets?" i grin, intertwining our fingers. "promise me you'll be honest about your feelings from now on, sexual or not."

"promise." xavier nodded, hugging me with his arm that was around me. "no more secrets."

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[your-averagewriter]

The snake issue.

Summary: When (y/n) finds out she's not stoned by seeing herself in the mirror without a head covering she rushes to her boyfriend's room (Xavier) and the next day they find out why she can't stone herself... or Xavier. ((y/n) is a gorgon and this is Xavier Thorpe x reader).

Word count: 1.3K

Warnings: making out, monsters/creatures

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I grab my towel from the ledge and wrap it around myself. Pulling the shower curtain out of the way I see the towel in the sink after it’s fallen from the mirror.

“No, no no!” I shout as I see myself in the mirror realising I’m going to be stoned in the communal girl's bathroom for a few hours.

I like showering after hours due to the whole gorgon, snakes situation so it’s unlikely anyone’s gonna come in here for hours, not until the morning. But a couple of seconds go by and I haven’t been stoned, I keep staring at the floor and I flex my fingers still feeling them and seeing that they’re not stone. Shocked, I look up at the mirror again wondering why I’m not stoned.

Blinking aggressively, I try and wake up from this dream, it’s gotta be a dream. 

Even my snakes look surprised as they see themselves in the mirror. They start hissing and wriggling around in the new freedom they’ve received.

“What the hell?” I whisper gathering up my towel and approaching the mirror. I tap it, unsure of this reality. “Why aren’t I stoned?” I ask myself quietly looking at my snakes.

I stroke one of them as it nuzzles itself into my hand. I chuckle, I’ve never been properly able to communicate or interact with my snakes as if I look at them I get stoned and that’s something I don’t want to make a routine.

“Hey there,” I say sweetly to my snakes that are nudging my hand with their heads. “You’re all so cute!” I say never having seen them properly before, especially not in a positive, safe environment. After I’ve finished cooing over my own snakes I get changed quickly and then say goodbye to my snakes. “Sorry, you’ve got to go away again,” I say tucking some of the stragglers into my headscarf.

After I’m decent, I immediately head to Xavier’s room to tell him the great news. Ever since Rowan left, Xavier has had the double room to himself, with no replacement roommate yet.

I strut down the corridor to his room with a permanent smile on my face both at the thought of getting to see him again and the fact I didn’t stone myself. Obviously, the first thing I’m going to do is tell my loving boyfriend.

I knock on the door, hurriedly, very excited. “Xavier, Xavier it’s me,” I say continuing to knock on the door.

He opens it and beckons me in double-checking the corridors because it’s after hours.

“Come in. What are you doing here?” I walk into his room.

“Do you not want to see me, I’ll go then,” I say joking with him.

“No, you’re here now.” He says leaning down to kiss me on the cheek before I grab onto his hand pulling over to his bed.

Sitting him down, I can’t suppress my smile. “Something crazy just happened,” I say almost jumping with excitement. 

“What happened?” He asks, curious about my excitement. 

“So, I was showering.”

“I like where this story is going.” He says with a smirk.

“Shut up.” I hit him softly. “So, I was showering then I got out of the shower and my towel, you know, the one I cover the mirror with?” He nods. “It fell off the mirror but I didn’t realise and I saw myself in the mirror but I wasn’t stoned,” I say and I watch the surprise and confusion paint Xavier’s face. 

“Wait, how?”

“I have no idea! I didn’t get stoned and I stood there for a while with my snakes, they were so cute!” I say gushing over them again.

“That’s incredible but are you feeling okay? Are you ill?”

“No, I’ve been ill before and this has never happened before!” 

“Can I see them?” He asks tentatively.

“No!” I shut down quickly. “I don’t know if that’s safe,” I say sitting back a little bit.

“Okay.” He says with a soft smile. “I’ll do some research, I’m sure there’s something about this in the Nightshades library.”

“Okay, thanks.” I pause. “Can I stay here tonight?” 

“Of course, you can stay any night, you know that.”

“I know but I like hearing you say it,” I say with a smile.

We spend the night cuddled up together in his bed and in the morning we set about our separate lessons and respective clubs then at lunch Xavier comes over.

I’m sat with Ajax, Enid and Wednesday at lunch not waiting for Xavier because he should have a club right now but I see him walk over.

“Xav?” I ask as he walks over. “I thought you had a club?” I ask as he holds my hand and leads me away from the table. “Where are we going?” I ask turning to look at my friends with a confused face. 

“Come on.” He pulls me around the corner into a quiet corner. 

“What’s this about?”

"I went to the Nightshades library earlier and I found a book, it explained why you didn't get stoned."

"Wait, why? What did it say?"

"It also said that you couldn't stone me." He says smugly.

"Just you or can I not stone anyone anymore?"

"Just me." He states proudly.

"Why? Did it say why?" I ask panicked but excited to find out why.

"Because you're in love." He says in a funny voice.

"What?" I ask with a chuckle.

"Because you're in love with me." I laugh.

"Full of you to assume it's you I'm in love with you,  that barista down in Jericho is pretty cute." I say pondering jokingly, enjoying the jealously I receive. "I'm joking, of course it's you. Don't have to be so smug though." I pout.

"Do you love me?" Xavier asks.

"Course I do, Xav, you couldn't tell?" I roll my eyes sarcastically. 

He leans down and capture my lips with his and pushes me gently back against the wall. His hands pin me to the wall as I desperately look around at the people who could see us making out at any moment. 

"Xavier! People are looking!" I exclaim pushing him off carefully.

"I don't care, I want everyone to know who I love. I want everyone to know that I love (y/n) (l/n)." He says pressing his lips against mine ferociously but this time I push him off properly. He looks confused but I grab his hand and drag him to his own dorm room. Going to my dorm room means that my roommate could still walk in so I lead him to his 

"Come on." I say pulling him in his room and clicking the lock so no one can come in.

As soon as I lock the door, Xavier falls down onto his bed bringing me down on top of him. Turning us over, he's now on top of me and starts nipping at my neck but I push him off one final time for an important reason.

"Do you mind?" I ask as my hands fiddle with my headscarf. "If you don't want me to I don't have to," I say worried I've put him in an uncomfortable position where he feels he can't say no.

"I don't mind." He says quietly.

"I can keep it on, don't worry about it," I say rushing to adjust the clips.

"No." He stops my hands. "I want to see you." He says undoing the clips himself. He gently pulls the scarf off and reveals my head of snakes.

There's a second of silence as we both wait for him to be stoned but nothing happens so he leans down and kisses me, soft but passionate. They're short but full of emotion and meaning.

"You're so beautiful." He whispers against my lips.

He gently threads his fingers through my snakes pulling a moan from my mouth. A feeling I've never felt before, and I don't want to stop feeling it. My eyes roll back at the satisfying feeling as Xavier shuffles down to kiss my neck. He nips it in part but he mostly places soft kisses creating patterns in my skin.

"I love you, so much." He whispers between kisses. "You're so beautiful."

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AN: I hope you enjoyed it!

This concept (not being able to stone someone when you're in love with them), is not mine, I would credit the person who I saw write it but I don't remember who it was. If I find them I will!

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could you do prompt 7- You look amazing and 8- Meeting each other family for Xavier Thorpe?he was going to meet yn's mother

Meeting the family - Xavier Thorpe x reader, you share a house cause I said so!!!

You had been getting ready to go to your family’s Christmas dinner for about an hour. Xavier was ready in approximately five minutes. “Come on baby, you look beautiful” He called from the living room. “You haven’t even seen me yet” You yelled back putting in your other earring. “I don’t have to, to know you look amazing” He called as he walked down the hallway. Opening the door, he walked into your shared bedroom. You gave him a little twirl, your dress flowing out around you. “See I told you, you look amazing” he said walking over and kissing you.

“Alright, come on we better hurry or we’re going to be late” you said grabbing his hand and looking at his watch. Following you out the door he grabbed your coat off the hook and slid it onto you. “Thank you honey” you said kissing his cheek and following him out to the already started car. You slid into the passengers seat as he got into the drivers seat. “I’m nervous, what if they don’t like me?” He said reaching for your hand. “You’ll do fine, they’ll love you, trust me” you said smiling at him. The car ride wasn’t very long before you got to your parents house.

He got out of the car and came around and opened your door. “I’m still nervous” He said leaning in and kissing your cheek. “Come on baby, you’ll do fine” You said grabbing his hand and walking up to the house. You knocked on the door till your aunt came to open it. You hugged her and introduced her to Xavier before walking further into the house. “See you’re doing great already.” You said pulling him further into the house. You were greeted by your father next then your uncle and a few more aunts. Your little cousins pulled him away to make their drawings come to life so you talked with your aunts and mother.

“You picked a good one sweetheart” Your aunt said smiling at you. “I know I did, I’m extremely lucky to have him” you said smiling back. “Yeah honey he’s like way too good for you” Your mom said patting your shoulder. “Oh believe me, I know” You said rolling your eyes. After a few more minutes your boyfriend came back to your side looking a little bit more disheveled than before. “Honey what happened” you said as he wrapped his arm around your waist. “Your cousins decided to use me as a jungle gym” he said looking at you.

You reached over and smoothed down his hair. “Thank you” he said kissing your cheek. “You’re welcome, where did the kids run off to?” You asked turning away from your family. “They’re playing dolls I think, but they wanted me to come get you to play too” He said slowly leading you away from your family. You followed him down the hall and he opened the door to the guest bedroom. “I thought you said the kids wanted to play?” You said as he pulled you into the room. “Oh they didn’t say that, you just looked like you could use a save” He said pulling you into him.

“Well thank you” you said kissing him. He deepened the kiss and you sighed as he moved to kiss your neck. “Baby, we’re at my family’s house, can’t this wait till we get home” you said pulling him closer. “I suppose” he said moving back up your jaw. Then the door to the room opened, it was your niece, Julie. “Hey sweetie” You said as she walked up to you. “Auntie? Will you play?” She said tugging on your sleeve. “Yeah I can play sweetie” You were moving to walk out of the room before she stopped you. “Can Xavi come?” She asked looking up at him.

“Yeah I can come, let’s go” He said, so she grabbed his hand and led him out of the room and down the hall to the playroom. You sat around the rest of your cousins and nieces and they handed you and Xavier a doll. You played with them for about five minutes before Julie asked if she could sit in Xavier’s lap. He agreed and she sat there for the rest of the time you all played with dolls. When you were all called for dinner all of your family rushed out of the room. You looked over at Xavier to realize that Julie was still in his lap. She fell asleep while you all were playing.

“Xav? Do you want me to take her from you?” You asked moving closer to him. “No I’ve got it honey, you go ahead” He smiled at you, so you left to the dining room. Taking one of the three empty seats you looked back down the hallway. “Y/n?,” Your aunt called your name “Where’s Xavier and Julie?” She said following your gaze down the hall. “Julie fell asleep in his lap, he said he could wake her” You said turning to look at her before looking back down the hall. “You know how she gets why didn’t you do it?” Your mother scolded you.

“Well I tired, he said he had it and I believe him” You said glaring at her. A few seconds later he came walking down the hallway holding Julie’s hand in his. Her hair was now tied back in pigtails and her dress was straightened. “See he had it” You said looking at your mom as Xavier took his seat and Julie sat next to him. “Had what love?” He said smiling at you. “Nothing, honey” you said smiling back. It only took ten minutes into dinner for your mother to start insulting you. Of course you just brushed it off but Xavier didn’t look too happy. He squeezed your hand underneath the table and tilted his head at you.

You just shook your head and finished eating. After everyone was done eating you hugged your family goodbye. Choosing not to say anything to your mother you bent down in front of Julie and hugged her goodbye before kissing her on the head. “Bye Julie. I’ll see you soon yeah?” You said holding her hands. “Yeah auntie, I’ll see you soon can you bring Xavi?” She said walking further into your arms. “Yeah sweetie I can bring Xavi” You smiled and hugged her one more time before Xavier said his goodbyes. Then you both headed out to the car.

Once you settled into the car he started the drive back to the house. “So, how did you like my family” You said grabbing his hand. “I liked your family a lot. If we’re not including your mother, does she always talk to you like that?” He said lifting your intertwined hands up to his mouth. “I mean yeah, but it’s alright” you smiled at him. “You said you’ll see Julie soon right?” He said looking over at you. “Yeah, she coming to ours for the weekend, I forgot to tell you, you’re fine with that right” You said glancing at him.

“Of course I’m fine with that honey” He said smiling at you. “Okay good, I love you” You said as he got out. Walking around the car he opened your door. “I love you too” He said opening the door. “Let’s go inside yeah? It’s cold” You said as he wrapped his arms around you. Walking into the house and changing, you both settled into bed. “Goodnight Xav” You said curling into him. “Goodnight my love” He said kissing the top of your head.

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