#ajax petropolis x you

[loveharlow]

ajax x vamp!reader who turns into a bat & cuddles up to ajax whenever she’s anxious & he either keeps her on his beanie (comfy for her), on his chest (if he’s lying down), in his hands or in his jacket pocket<3

I really hope you like this bc I do, this request was too cute. This isn't really a blurb but it's not a full fic either. Would this be considered a drabble? Mini-fic?

“JAX! AJAX! HELP ME!” Ajax turned his head at the sound of me wailing through the courtyard, the few people around turning their heads to look at me — the girl who was sprinting full speed towards her boyfriend.

I didn’t slow down as I grew closer, causing me to tumble into him as he wrapped his arms around me. A puff of air left his lips as I crashed into his chest. I was breathing heavily, trying to catch my breath while moving in his arms to try and look behind me.

“What’s wrong?” He chuckled, looking down at me. My eyes were wide and my lips were parted, I probably looked crazy and paranoid and, in a sense, I was.

“I was looking for Wednesday in her and Enid’s dorm-” I started, speaking through labored, deep breaths. “-And I accidentally broke one of the keys on her typewriter when I almost tripped over Thing because I didn’t see him and now Wednesday is power walking after me like Micheal Myers and she looks like she wants to kill me-”

“Slow down...” He coaxed, rubbing one hand up and down my back for comfort. “You gotta calm down before-”

“Y/n.” A flat, feminine voice perked up from behind me. Ajax and I were too busy talking to one another that neither of us noticed Wednesday, in all of her dark glory, approaching us. At the sound of her voice, knowing she was most likely mere inches behind me, I gasped and all of sudden I was out of Ajax’s arms and floating mid-air.

Shit.

Ajax sighed and tipped his head to the side to look at Wednesday. “Look at what you did.” He said exasperatedly, throwing his arms out.

The girl simply quirked an eyebrow and crossed her arms. “This? Has nothing to do with me. She damaged my typewriter. I didn’t even know she could do…” She examined by small, winged, floating form. “This.”

“It’s not by choice.” Ajax informed the girl, cupping his hands for me to land in them. I flew over to his joined palms and rested in them. “Not all the time anyway. It happens when she gets anxious. I’ve been trying to help her, though. This is a small setback…”

Wednesday scanned me with her eyes for a few more moments before blankly shrugging her shoulders. “Well, I apologize for startling you.” She spoke, then pointed her finger at my figure in Ajax’s hands. “But you will fix my typewriter.” She said sternly before turning on her heel and walking away.

Then Ajax was lifting his hands to his eye level, me turning around to face him. “Y’know, I know this sucks for you,” He started. “But you’re really cute like this. Not saying you’re not cute all the time-”

I put my head down and shook it in disappointment. “Don’t shake your head at me, I was being nice.” He said in his defense. Sometimes, I wish I could speak like this but unfortunately, that doesn’t come with the perks of being a vampire.

Suddenly, the bell was ringing and only then did I realize the school day was still ongoing which meant that-

“I know you hate this…” Ajax started, pity in his eyes. I could feel my tiny bat ears fall and my eyes fall sad. He was going to have to put me in his pocket until I changed back — which would take a few hours seeing as I still had no control over it. He looked up and around to see the swarms of students coming out of their classes to go to the next.

Looking back at me, he had a sorry expression on his face. “I love you. Sorry.” Was all he said before he gently slid me in his pocket. It wasn’t uncomfortable or unfamiliar. It was just nerve-wracking because when he first started to carry me around like this, he forgot I was in his pocket one time and threw his jacket into his hamper.

It was actually quite comfortable there. It was warm and soft and surprisingly easy to breathe. 

It wasn’t long before Ajax settled down into class, where I was supposed to be as well. Quietly informing the teacher of my predicament as to not tell the whole class, an act which I silently thanked him for before dozing off in his pocket.

I WOKE UP, STILL IN THE COMFORT OF AJAX'S POCKET, TO THE FEELING OF FINGERS INVADING THE SPACE. Realizing that class had probably ended long ago, along with the school day, I crawled into the hand and held steady as Ajax introduced me back to the comfort of the outside — the sun beaming in my sore, tired eyes as I shielded them with my wings. 

He seemed to be standing in the yard near where the Poe Cup is held, his usual spot to meet up with Xavier after school.

Speaking of the devil, said boy was making his way over to us. His eyes squinting in confusion the closer he got, trying to decipher what Ajax was holding in his hands. When he came to a stop in front of us, he was trying his best to hold back laughter.

Even in my current state, I managed to roll my eyes. You see, Xavier and I were friends but our friends would like to describe us as having a brother-sister type bond. However, this meant that Xavier tended to tease me and be a pain in my ass constantly.

“Again?” He wheezed out.

Ajax stood back shaking his head at his hysterical friend. I, however, decided that Xavier didn’t deserve to laugh at my misfortune. So, during his fit of laughter, I took off from Ajax’s hand, him desperately reaching for me and having no idea what I was up to, and began to swarm around Xaviers head.

His laughter switched to him frantically trying to swat me away as Ajax was the one laughing now and I would be too if I weren't, y’know. I wanted to annoy Xavier as much as possible, flying by his ears, messing with his hair.

“Jax, man, get your murderous girlfriend!-” Xavier pleaded, still swatting aimlessly.

“Alright, alright,” Ajax started, shaking off his amusement as he motioned his hand to wave me back over. “I think he’s got it, love.”

Stopping my harmless assault on the artistic boy, I made my way back to Ajax, perching myself on the top of his beanie as Xavier stood back fixing his hair, shooting me a playful glare. “I will see you and your vicious animal later.” He said in mock-anger before heading off.

I couldn’t see his face but I could tell his eyes were looking up, trying to look at me on top of his head. “Y’know he’s going to kill me for that, right?”

Even though he received no response, he chuckled and moved his head around a bit, signaling me to move onto another part of him. I chose his shoulder. “I can’t wait until you change back. You're going to make me public enemy number one.”

©loveharlow

[4jax4jax]

Eyes on You

Ajax Petropolus x Reader

Summary: You and Ajax have been apart for a few days now, and he misses you dearly. He sends a video to make up for his lack of presence. 

Warnings: 18+, M x F, male masturbation, he sends you a video, mentions of sex. 

Word Count: 0.6K

It had only been three days since you last saw Ajax, but you missed him more than anything, and you knew the feeling was mutual. The texts exchanged back and forth were better than nothing, but it wasn’t enough for the both of you. 

On the third night of being alone in your apartment, you set your phone down on the couch as you reached for the remote to turn the TV on. You had nothing better to do, and it wasn’t like you could bother your boyfriend like you usually did when he was home. 

Once you had set up the TV, you picked up your phone. To your surprise, a message from Ajax appeared on your phone. It was late, he should’ve been asleep, but why wasn’t he? 

With a confused expression adorned on your face, you unlocked the phone and swiped to his messages. What you were met with made your eyes go wide and your mouth go dry. 

It was a video. A video of himself. The thumbnail did nothing to hide the image of your boyfriend leaned back against a couch with his phone propped up next to him. You were able to see the side view of him, his sharp defined jawline, his gorgeous nose, and if not the most vital detail, you could see his tight grip onto his proudly standing dick. 

As you pressed on the video you brought a blanket up to your face, as if trying to cover the blush and heat that crept on your cheeks. 

He was thrusting up into his fist, eyes rolling back into his head, almost struggling to fit himself in the small hole he formed with his own hand. He’d pretend it was you, trying to mimic the warm, wet, vice grip you always eveloped him in when you were together. 

You watched in awe, the way his hips lifted off of the cushion, the way he’d fuck into his fist so passionately, wishing so badly it were you, and the way he threw his head back in ecstasy whenever his rough fingers squeezed the head of his soaked member. 

“Miss you so much… you have no idea..”    

That was the first time he had spoken during the video and he sounded absolutely breathless. Desperate would’ve been the only word to truly describe the tone in his voice. 

He squeezed his eyes shut and let out a breathy moan as the wet passing of his fist over his dick replicated a sound that the two of you would make whenever you’d have sex.

His chest heaved and his noises got louder. The pace at which he was fucking the makeshift hole only increased as the video went on. He was close, you could tell. 

“I love you so much, please let me cum for you..” 

He whimpered out, mere seconds before his hips snapped into the air and threw his head back against the couch as his orgasm ripped through him. His neck might as well have broken by how aggressively he had done it. Ropes of hot white liquid shot out of his dick, landing on his sweaty chest and stomach, and all over his hand until it was practically gushing over the sides. 

His breathing was heavy as he finally came down from his high enough to move after what had to have been a full minute, and he removed his hand from his softening member. He let out a small laugh as he held up his hands in front of him first, then showed them to the camera. Ropes of white spider-web like string dripped from finger to finger.

“I miss you more than anything, I’ll see you soon, beautiful.”  

And with that, he reached forward to end the video, leaving your jaw slack and your underwear soaked. 

[sweaterweatherever]

Heyyy, could you do a Ajax imagine with the soulmates theme ?? with the tattoo idea of soulmates. I would love if you write more of him

Four-letter word (Ajax Petropolus x Reader)

Pairing: Ajax Petropolus x Fem Reader, Wednesday Addams x Enid Sinclair (Lightly, mostly insinuated)

Warnings: Cursing. Insecurities, mental health issues, googling symptoms.

A/N: I thought so much about this. Like, before falling asleep, on the bus. I still don’t think I ironed all the kinks of how a universe like this would work, but it was a lovely experience. Also, send more Ajax requests, I love writing him.

Requested: Yes. I loved writing this, anon you are amazing! I would love to write more of him, too.

One night, when you were six years old, you had woken up crying and screaming from a pain so intense in your arm you thought you were burning up. You had screamed your little throat raw. Once the pain subsided, your mother had appeared on your doorstep, all happy and proud.

“It’s your soulmate.” She had told you, pulling your arm to show you how above the inside of your elbow, was an ugly handwriting, with an even uglier phrase. “It’s… It’s… Don’t worry about it, baby. We’ll get something to cover it up.”

There weren’t many girls with soulmate’s identifying marks. You couldn’t help but stare, every time you saw another girl changing after gym class. Most of them had immaculate skin, whereas you got a tattoo. Apparently, that made you lucky. You didn’t feel lucky, with those crude words engraved on your arm. You had taken to covering the tattoo, ashamed of what others could think. Was it so terrible a destiny to be your soulmate that they had to say that when seeing you for the first time?

What kind of person was your soulmate? You guessed he was a boy, with the ugly chicken scrawls that adorned your arm. Or it could be a girl, maybe a doctor? But the words were hateful, insulting even. It didn’t speak of a mature person, you guessed you would meet them when you were still young.

The words stayed with you as the years passed, gnawing at you, diminishing your self-confidence. Every time you saw them in the mirror, you wondered if it was such a terrible fate to be tied to you. What could possibly be so wrong about you that the person who was supposed to be made for you didn’t want you and felt such rejection at meeting you?

Your teenage years weren’t easy. Despite your hopes of meeting your soulmate when still young, with the secret hope you could excuse their lack of tact due to their age, the time never came. You made it until junior year before resigning yourself to meeting a mature person who hated you so much they needed to say that.

Then, the visions started. You kept touching stuff and seeing disturbing things at seemingly random patterns. Maybe this was it, you guessed. This was what repulsed your soulmate so much. You had to be going crazy. You didn’t dare tell your parents, fearing being sent away to some sort of institution. Of course, being you, you did exactly what you shouldn’t and looked the symptoms in google. You promptly diagnosed yourself with schizophrenia.

Junior year was hard. All this pressure of choosing a mayor, a college, doing extracurriculars on top of your weird hallucinations and your fear of meeting your soulmate and them hating you, it was really eating at you. Your parents noticed soon, and when confronted with the question “Is everything okay?” You couldn’t help but blurt it all out. Your parents had been concerned, rightfully so, and taken you to a doctor. Thing was, you weren’t schizophrenic, you were something else. An outcast.

Outcast. The word tasted foreign in your tongue, like something you would hear used to refer to others, never you. Your parents were normal. You were not. Was your soulmate like you? Or were they so disgusted because they didn’t like outcasts?

Off to Nevermore you went, for your senior year. They would be able to help you there, your parents had explained. They would teach you to get your powers under control, and you would meet people like you. People like you. You wondered when your parents had decided there was a divide between you and them, when they had decided you were some other kind of people.

Thinking about things too much made you sad, so when the principal introduced you to your new roommate, you decided you were being given a chance that not many people got: The ability to start from zero, to be whoever you wanted to be. And this new you, she didn’t overthink.

“Hi.” You extended your hand to the girl, noticing her blouse. “My name is Y/N. I like the collar of your shirt.”

The girl brightened considerably.

“Oh, thank you. I got it thrifting! My name is Yoko.”

“Oh, you thrift?” You asked her, looking at her outfit with renewed interest. “You must have some pretty interesting pieces, then. They don’t make clothes as they used to.”

“Yeah! Want me to show you?” Yoko didn’t wait for a reply, opening her dresser. “Here, look. I got this one for only two dollars! And it’s original…”

That was how your friendship with Yoko was formed, bonding over cute clothes. You came to learn many valuable things from her. First, the best spots at Jericho. Which stores had the cheapest and prettiest clothes, which bookstore was the one to go if you wanted a romance novel, and where to go if you needed a textbook. Second, how Nevermore actually worked, and how outcasts related to each other during their teenage years. But the most important one: You weren’t a freak or unlovable.

It had happened accidentally, really. You had been coming out of the shower, only in your towel, but with the band firmly placed over your soulmate tattoo.

“You can take it off here.” She had said, pointing at it. “We are different from normies, most of us have one.”

“Oh?” You asked, fiddling casually with your wet hair. You would rather not take it off. If you did, Yoko would see what your soulmate thought of you and maybe wouldn’t want to be your friend anymore. Who wanted to befriend a loser who not even her soulmate liked?

“Yeah, from what I know, in our year only Wednesday doesn’t have one. But that's okay. She still found hers, Enid has her words on her arm.” Yoko lifted her shirt to show a pretty cursive that looped around her bicep. It read: The moon pales next to your beauty, miss. It was still in the black writing, anyone who had not met their soulmate yet had. Of course, someone as cool as Yoko got a cute remark from her soulmate, and you were stuck with yours.

“I still… I don’t want to… Mine is not as nice.” You said to her. Yoko rolled down her shirt sleeve, placing her sunglasses on top of her head. She looked much like an old lady preparing to read something in a tiny letter. You wondered if her sunglasses were for more than shielding her eyes from the sunlight and had a prescription too.

“Oh, god. What, they insult you?” Yoko laughed. At your serious expression, she gave your hand an encouraging squeeze. “Because believe me, I have seen some pretty bad ones. Enid’s arm says: I break out into hives, and then the flesh peels off my bones. Can you top that?”

Pacified at the fact she wasn’t laughing at you, you took off the band. Yoko stared.

“That bad?” You laughed nervously.

“No! I have seen worse!” Yoko hurried to reassure you. Her hand grabbed your arm, turning it, so the writing faced her more. She squinted at it, a frown on her perfect eyebrows. “It’s just… I think I know the handwriting.”

Butterflies took residence on your stomach. You could be meeting them soon. The person who was made for you. You stomped on the butterflies harshly. They didn’t like you, so why get all giggling and excited? It was not going to go well, your first meeting.

“Oh?” You asked, feigning disinterest. Fake it till you make it, you said to yourself. One day, you would outgrow your childish want for a soulmate, but for now, you could pretend you didn’t care.

“I have seen it, but I can’t remember where. I think one of the boys in our year? Or maybe… I don’t know, at home? I have many cousins, could be one of them?”

But Yoko didn’t remember, and the topic got dropped in favor of something else. You thought she had forgotten, except when she introduced you to Enid, she did by saying you were the one with the soulmate in your year.

“Here, show her!” Yoko said, excitedly. “Show your arm to Enid.”

You took a look at the café. It was pretty quiet, no other students in sight. You rolled up your sleeve, showing her your arm. Enid’s hands grabbed yours, almost too roughly. Her excitement was evident, nervous energy pouring off her in waves.

Your breath hitched… Could it really be that easy? Enid could be the key to finally meeting your soulmate?

“Of course, I know the writing!” Enid clapped, excitedly. Her soulmate, Wednesday, only gave a nod. You guessed that must mean approval, since she didn’t talk a lot. “She is Ajax’s. Look at the letters. Only he can write that poorly.”

Ajax. So, that was his name. Your soulmate. The one who will reject you. It didn't feel real. A mix of excitement and dread filled your stomach. You are sure it showed in your face because Yoko grabbed your hand between hers.

“Ajax?” Yoko squeezed firmly, smiling. “Oh my god, makes total sense. You are way too pretty for him, really. He is a lucky guy.”

“Thank you.” You beamed at her, fluttering your lashes for good measure. Yoko was fun to tease. She didn't disappoint, making a kissy face at you. “I don’t think I know him, is he in our year?”

“Yeah, he is the tall one who sits next to Kent in History.” Yoko said. You gave her a blank look. “Umm, always wears a beanie and matching hoodie?”

“Yoko, you are literally describing half the gorgons.” Enid leaned more towards you, eyes widening. "Look, he has dark eyes and brows, and his mouth kinda looks like Tom Holland’s.”

You stared some more. So, a guy. A guy and a gorgon, with dark eyes and awful writing. Tall, too. And made total sense he went around cursing and talking shit. A douche. Ew.

“Just show her his socials already.” Wednesday said, rolling her eyes. Apparently, she was the person with more brain cells on the table because both Yoko and Enid scrambled to pull out their phones and show you.

“Here.” Enid said, pointing out a boy in one of the pictures. He was… Cuter than you expected. He had a kind face, too.

“Oh, he is cute.” You muttered. And he was. You liked the way he smiled, all dimples and boyish charm. He had a regular sense of fashion, at least he didn’t look homeless. It was strange, looking at this person and thinking: This is my soulmate, this person was made for me. It didn’t feel real.

“Another basic white boy, really. But you could do worse.” Yoko peered over your shoulder. “He is nice, but tends to put his foot in his mouth.”

“He is…” Wednesday lowered her voice, like a kid saying a dirty word. “Cheery.”

“Ugh, disgusting really.” Enid poked her in the ribs. Then, she turned to look at you. “Come on, let’s go talk to him.” And without even letting you roll your shirt down, she started dragging you back towards the school.

Soon, you two ended up in a place unfamiliar to you. The dorms for the boys looked similar to the girls, but much more run down and different at the same place. You worried a teacher might spot you, but Enid seemed to know her way around them, twisting and ducking into mostly empty hallways.

“Enid… I don’t think this is a good idea…” Truth was, you weren’t sure you wanted to meet him. You needed time to mentally prepare for the rejection that was soon to follow. At least you were wearing cute clothes, but if you had known you were meeting your soulmate today, you would have put on something cuter than jeans and a sweater. To look better… Even if you were getting rejected. “My mark isn't…”

“Oh, I read it. I’m sure it must be a misunderstanding. Maybe he swears so much because he thinks you are too pretty.” And with that, she was pounding on one of the doors. You cringed, eyeing the empty hallway. You could always make a run for it, even if you didn’t know the way back to your dorm. Someone would surely step on your path and you could get directions.

“Ajax! I know you are in there.” Enid screamed, knocking again.

“Wait, Enid! I’m coming.” A voice said. It was a nice voice, you guessed. He sounded impatient, so you guessed that was going to prompt the rejection.

“Hurry! There is someone you need to meet.”

“Give me a second!” But Enid wasn’t in a waiting mood, and so, with surprising strength, she pushed the door open and shoved you inside.

The last thing you heard when you came face to face with a very naked, terrified looking boy with serpents for hair was

“Shit! What the hell are you doing here?! Get out!” Your last conscious thought before ending petrified was that at least, he wasn’t rejecting you.

The voices were the first thing you noticed. Enid, high and airy, Yoko in her no nonsense tone and a boy, sounding terrified. At first, you didn’t remember what happened, your whole body felt rigid and achy, like if you had a very intense workout session. Opening your eyes didn’t give you any clues, either. The ceiling looked just like any other, and you were unable to take in more details because your eyes felt full of sand. You pressed the heels of your hands against them. God, what the hell?

“How could you just push her in? Enid, I petrified her!” That voice… Ajax. Oh god, you didn’t know if you wanted to laugh or cry. Your soulmate had petrified you! But, he sounded concerned, even if he was being a little loud for your taste. Still, it wasn’t a rejection, the petrification hadn’t been on purpose. The thought made you feel all kinds of warm. Maybe there was hope for you two.

“Yeah, Enid. What the hell?” Yoko. That was Yoko. And by her tone of voice, she was going to give Enid the tongue lashing of her life.

“It was always going to happen! I took a risk! And I…” By her tone of voice, she was panicking. They were near your bed, you could feel the chairs shifting when they moved. You tried to reach for one of them on the left side, but your hand only met concrete.

“What? No, that’s not how it works!” Ajax raised his tone, and this time, you followed his voice, grasping desperately at some part of his body. You could feel cotton scrunching under your fingers, he was sitting on your right. Good to know he had gotten dressed, you didn’t want to see so much of your soulmate on your first meeting as you had seen already. Even if, from what you remembered, he was cute.

“Shut up! My head fucking hurts!” You complained. At hearing your voice, they all paused. You heard Ajax take a shuddering breath. Were those his words? Oh, god, and you thought yours were bad.

“Oh, thank god.” The boy leaned down, pushing a few strands of hair off your face. He was in a panic, words tumbling out of his mouth with seemingly no filter. It was surprisingly endearing. “How are you feeling? I’m so sorry, I… I would have never petrified you if I knew you were my soulmate. Not like I go around petrifying people who aren’t my soulmate, I just meant… I would have been more careful. No, fuck, I don’t mean…”

You weren’t sure what to say to all that, so you did the best next thing.

“Shut up.” You squeezed his arm, eyes still closed. Too afraid of the pain, you didn’t dare open them again. This had to be the oddest sensation of your life. Your muscles felt all rigid, your joints ached, and you were in the middle of an emotional turmoil big enough to leave PMS to shame.

“Do you want me to get you anything? Water? Food? More pillows?” He offered, more quietly this time. “I’m sorry, again.”

“That’s okay.” You answered, still groggy.“I… You are…”

“Ajax. Ajax Petropolus.” He paused, almost if he didn’t know what to say, if he was allowed to. His voice lowered, almost to a whisper. “Your soulmate.”

“I think this is a talk you need to have in private…” Enid said, and you heard her get up. “Come on, Yoko.”

“But what if he…?” Your eyes stayed closed, but you could feel Ajax tense up at your side. The insinuation seemed to offend him.

“Go, Yoko.” You said to her. Yoko made a huffing noise.

“Are you scared?” Ajax asked, removing his hand from you. “Because… She can stay, if you would be more comfortable.”

“No.” You answered. “Yoko, go.” You heard her standing up and leaving the room. Ajax shifted in his seat. Why did he think you were scared?

“But your eyes…” Ajax said, and you almost snorted. Did he think you didn’t dare look at him?

“They hurt. Feels like sand all over them.” You explained, pressing your hands to your eyes once again.

“Oh, that’s, that’s my fault. I have petrified myself before…” You smiled at that, and his voice brightened considerably. “When your eyes are open, they dry out. I can get you water, if you like, but it will go away on its own.”

“Yeah.” And, sure, it was a lame answer, but what else were you supposed to say? This wasn’t what you had been expecting, not at all. You thought he would be repulsed by you, for some reason, not all sweet and caring. Certainly, it never crossed your head he would petrify you.

“I understand if you want me to….” Ajax offered, trailing off like it was too painful to even finish the sentence. Was he thinking of leaving? Because he thought you didn’t want him? “But I want you to know, before I leave that you are the most precious thing to me. You are gorgeous, and I have seen you in class, you are smart as hell. Maybe I don’t deserve you, but I would never hurt you on purpose.”

“No!” You grasped blindly for his arm. You didn’t want him to leave. Ajax pressed his hand into yours. “Stay. I have thought all my life you were going to reject me.” You confessed, eyes still firmly shut. You didn't want to see his face when you asked, too scared of his reaction. “This is not that?”

“No! I… I could never… I would love to take you on a date, if you let me.” The confession made you almost sing with joy. You felt his hand on your hair, absentmindedly carding the strands back. You sighed in contentment.

“Okay.” You answered him, risking opening your eyes just to look at him. The pain had lowered significantly. He had the prettiest smile you had ever seen. “Take me out on a date. I would love that.”

“Tomorrow. For today… Can I watch over you?” Ajax was still smiling. You wondered if you looked as lovesick as him, as your mouth stretched into a smile.

“Might not be the best company. Tired.” Ajax seemed unable to resist touching you again, this time stroking your hair. Your eyes closed out of their own accord.

“Sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up. And… Sorry again.”

“It’s fine.” You slurred, turning in the bed to face him. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For wanting me.”

“Oh, love, there is no world in which I wouldn’t want you.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead, and you snuggled more under the covers. You drifted off, happy and safe.

[simpforboys]

Hey, could I request something for Ajax - if you are accepting requests at the moment! During the battle with Crackstone, the reader gets injured and Ajax finds her. He tries to comfort and look after her. Make it fluffy please <3

Thank you

broken shards, loving hearts

ajax petropolus x gn!reader

summary: sometimes your impulsive reactions aren’t the best

warnings: fluff, mentions of cuts/blood, soft!ajax, swearing, slight angst if you squint

i love ajax sm

maybe it wasn’t your smartest decision.

but you couldn’t just stand there and do nothing.

seeing wednesday fight crackstone in the middle of the fountain enhanced your fight or flight, unfortunately, you chose fight.

“hey dickhead!” you shouted towards the corpse.

you began to take a sharp piece of glass that was left on the ground, about to throw the shard when crackstone made it break in your palm, some shards cutting your thigh.

wednesday took the time that crackstone was distracted, destroying him once and for all.

you, however, screamed in pain as blood dripped down your forearm and palm.

“i’m so fucking dumb.” you groaned in pain.

“are you okay?” wednesday asked, despite her own damaged self.

“never better.” you sarcastically responded.

wednesday eyed you curiously.

“thanks. for distracting him.”

you didn’t get to respond before the goth girl left, leaving you on the edge of the flames.

“y/n!” a familiar voice yelled.

ajax ran over to you, panic all over his face.

“oh my god- what happened? why are you bleeding?” your boyfriend of six months began to take off his jacket, wrapping it around your wound.

“glass shattered.” you whimpered as ajax applied pressure.

“you weren’t answering and i couldn’t find you and i-“

“baby, slow down.” you shushed him, despite the aching pain you were feeling.

“we need to get you to the nurse-“ your boyfriend kept stumbling over his words, trying to usher you with him.

“can we just… sit for a second?” you ask, your head beginning to pound from everything that just happened within the last few minutes.

you carefully sat down onto some steps, ajax sitting down next to you as he held you in his arms.

“i should’ve found you sooner-“

“ajax, it was my fault. i made another impulsive decision and it clearly backfired.” you tried to joke, despite the worried look on his face.

“and this hand thing, it’s only temporary. i’ll be good as new within a few days.”

“really? i don’t know about good as new…” your boyfriend trailed off in a teasing tone, causing you to playfully roll your eyes.

he placed gentle kisses on your temple, cradling your head against him as you breathed in his scent.

“but seriously, we should get you to the nurse. you’ve lost a lot of blood.”

“maybe.”

[lovesclinic]

ྀི ۪ ׂ. ૮ ๑• . •๑ ა ۪ ׂ. ꒰ 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐄𝐓 !! ꒱

ღ. synopsis ; how you and your bf ajax meet

ღ. pairing ; ajax petropolis x reader

ღ. notes ; fluffy fluff fluff

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you and ajax always avoided telling your friends how you had really met.

a few months ago…

“oh, no no no!” ajax was just walking through the dorm hallways to his first class of the day when he overheard muttering from a room toward the end of the hall.

oh well, guess i’ll be late..

ajax thought to himself as he walked toward the source of the murmurs and curses of an extremely stressed voice.

walking up to the slightly ajar door, he considers knocking, but as your e got louder and more persistent, ajax got more worried.

slipping through the crack in the open door, ajax was met with the sight of you on your knees under your desk. you were bent facing away from the boy, hands fumbling with various wires of all sorts, in an attempt to aid in fixing your laptops malfunctions.

seeing your actions, ajax decided to alert you of his presence, “uh hello? do you need he-“

“ouch! ow ow!” your neck snapped up in suprise so fast that a loud

THWACK

was heard as it hit your desk. rather than curses of annoyance, your words were now dripping with pain. ajax is so shocked by your actions that he was barely able refrain from flinching himself.

quickly he returned to the moment, focusing on your pained expression and words, he rushed to slip his hands into yours, pulling you to your feet.

“why are you? who are- ow OW!” you cut yourself off with a loud expression of your pain and a sympathetic wince from the playfully handsome boy is front of you.

“here, let me help you,” the pretty boy who had yet to inform you of his name guided you to your bed.

“where’s your first aid kit? i’ll help you out.” you wordlessly gestured toward the cabinet beside your desk in response.

“second drawer,” you muttered, too lost in the painful throb of your forehead to deny his help, or to even wonder why there was a random boy in your dorm.

“here? okay” he located the first aid kit, joining you in awkward silence on your bed for a beat, before you initiated contact. ajax ended up in a blush inducing position, his cheeks glowing red with you almost straddling him in order for him to asses your injuries.

[fangirlies]

Gorgons & Coffee Grounds - (a.p)

Pairing: ajax petropolus x normie!reader

Summary: curiosity takes over when an unfamiliar set of brown eyes appear at your usual hangout spot.

Warnings: slow burn. reader has no knowledge about ajax being a gorgon. (please let me know if I should be aware of anything else)

Listening to: you and me- Lifehouse & love- Lana del rey,

A.N: we all know ajax can’t take a hint for the life of him but for the sake of this fic, let’s pretend he’s a little bold. and can we all admit we want to either own a coffee shop or a flower shop in another life? no? just me?

It was almost like you lived in the weathervane. If no one knew any better, they’d say you were glued to your unassigned assigned booth. You appreciated the aroma of freshly roasted coffee, the sight of groups of friends who’d meet up after class and it definitely helped that Tyler would provide free refills considering you were a regular. Today was no different.

"Thanks, Tyler" you thanked as the charming barista served you a cup of hot, freshly brewed coffee.

He gave you his million dollar smirk, "Anything for you, pretty lady." and he left you alone to indulge in whichever book seemed to be your monthly fixation.

You never seemed to be bothered by the constant tinkling of the little bell that sat above the weathervane entrance. But for some strange reason, you found yourself peering up from your chapter and toward the figure entering the coffee shop. You encountered a pair of brown eyes as you turned your attention to the door. A captivating pair that you've never seen in here before. You were here every day, sipping on your coffee and were certain that you would never forget eyes like his.

The boy with the mysterious brown eyes kept walking toward the cash register, hands shoved deep in the pocket of his hoodie. Despite the fact that your attention was drawn back to the book in front of you, you carefully listened to his conversation with Tyler, even though you didn’t exactly intend on being nosy.

“Hey dude, I'll uh- get a regular iced coffee to go," now sliding his cash on the counter toward Tyler.

You couldn't help but question whether he was new in town. Jericho wasn't particularly a large city so everyone knew each other, you would have definitely heard about a new transfer— especially if he was this good looking. You slowly raised your head from your book and directed your gaze his way. He had on cargo pants, a loose-fit hoodie, and an apricot colored beanie that covered his hair. Given that it was spring, you found his choice of wardrobe questionable. While the temperature undoubtedly drops significantly at night, during the day it was practically a sauna. Your eyes gradually travelled up his body till they landed on his eyes that were already fixed on you. As you swiftly turned your head back toward the book, you were sure your cheeks had become a slight shade of pink.

‘Nice going. You definitely look like a total creep now’ your inner voice spoke.

“Here you go, ajax” Tyler called from behind the counter as he handed the iced caffeinated drink to the boy who your mind couldn’t shut up about. What was it about him?

Ajax.

Ajax smiled, "Thanks man, I'll see you tomorrow," before taking his drink and exiting the weathervane.

You were now en route to the eatery, as usual. However, today you spent about an hour deciding what to wear. Although you never gave much thought to what you would wear to a coffee shop, you had a pretty solid excuse to put on your best outfit.

"Hey ty, I'll do the usual," gasping for air as you rummaged through your wallet.

“A white mocha with vanilla sweet cream foam coming up, is there any particular reason you’re all dressed up?” He reached for the steaming pot from the coffee machine with furrowed eyebrows.

“This old thing?” You chuckled nervously as his eyes roamed the upper half of you body that was visible to him from behind the counter. “I um- just came back from dinner at my grandparents house” you lied.

He handed you the cup and gave you a perplexed expression, "It's 5:30. . ."

You lied once more, "early dinner." You refused to reveal the underlying reason behind today's clothing effort. It sounded quite rational to you in your head. Repeating it out loud? Perhaps not so much.

“Okay then, not like I’m complaining," he said, raising his hands in surrender. "You look beautiful." Tyler handed you back some change, which you hurriedly stuffed into your wallet before proceeding to your usual seat.

You never paid any mind to Tyler’s playful words. He was notorious for flirting and flashing his million dollar smile while doing so. Despite how sweet his words were, you were completely unfazed by them.

The small bell over the weathervane entrance rang, causing you to jerk toward it before you could settle in your seat and open your book— not that you were going to do much reading. With his typical beanie and mesmerizing chocolate colored eyes, Ajax entered the room. Another boy with long, unkempt hair was standing by his side. He's unfamiliar to you as well. The two of them seated themselves in the booth in front of yours after placing their orders at the counter.

You could see Ajax's bloodshot eyes from your current position. However, the tall, lanky boy sat in between the two of you, obstructing your vision. They were talking about a girl named Enid, occasional laughs were heard coming from them. You concluded that they were both equally as high. Of course, you justified your nosiness by blaming their roaring voices that rang throughout the shop. Ajax would periodically look up and return your glances while taking small bites of his pastry to hide the fact that he was admiring.

The two boys picked up their belongings and began leaving after a few more minutes of chatting about the Enid girl. The long-haired boy was followed by Ajax, who moved somewhat slowly. You argued for a few seconds with your mind, telling yourself repeatedly not to glance up as if the more you thought about it, the less you'd want to admire him one final time. Your head gently lifted up and to your surprise, you were met with a smirk as he passed your booth. As you met his stare, your cheeks grew a shade of cherry red- surely emitting heat. You thoughtlessly smiled back at him as he was about to exit the weathervane, letting him know you noticed him as well.

Ajax.

Later that evening, you fell asleep to the thought of the fleeting second the two of you shared. That brief encounter has been replaying in your mind since you made it home. It brought you back to grade school, with small butterflies fluttering around in your belly — perhaps other places as well. You couldn't wait to see him the next day, the thrill of exchanging shy smiles and sneaking glances across the room, having a crush was fun even at your big age.

And so you returned to your neighborhood coffee shop, ordered the same coffee, and sat at the same booth the following day. But he never showed up this time. You almost plunged out of your seat at each sound of the door opening and closing. With each face that wasn't his, disappointment set in.

"Are you waiting for someone?" Tyler's familiar voice was heard approaching you, finger pointed toward the entrance and a rag on his opposite hand.

“Nope, why do you ask?”

He took a seat in the empty space in front of you, "well, I lost count after twelve times you eyed who was coming in, so I had to assume you were either waiting for someone or you’re insanely paranoid.” were you being that obvious?

“Oh— no, I guess the coffee has me wired and on edge,” you chuckled as you washed down yet another lie with a mouthful of coffee. Tyler appeared to believe you after a long pause in which he examined your expression.

“Right. . well the Weathervanes hosting an open mic night tomorrow. I know you'll be here anyway, but I thought you could invite some of your friends. Ya know- so you don’t look like a total loner." you mocked, putting your hand over your heart as if his words had any affect on you.

"I'll have you know, galpin, I have tons of friends."

“Books don't count sweetheart, I'll see you tomorrow," his laughter filling the now empty coffee shop.

The real reason you were the last one there crept in as he walked away. Tyler was now cleaning up and preparing to close for the night, and you couldn't help but wonder what if you never saw the beanie wearing boy again? What if you missed the chance to get to know him because you were too afraid to make a move?

All you were left with was an invitation to an open mic night and the name of the guy resonating in your thoughts.

Ajax.

Ajax.

The weathervane was completely packed. This is the most full you've ever seen it actually. Laughing, chatting, and coffee-drinking people could be seen at every corner. The fact that open mic night was a success is something you couldn't help but smile about.

Tyler emerged from the crowd, "Surprised to see you here." You sensed the sarcasm in his voice, which to which you laughed.

“Great turn out!”

“Yeah, half the towns in here," Tyler was clearly proud, the two of you now focusing on the next act that was making their way to the stage. You thought it was unusual, but the boy's beekeeper suit drew your interest.

“Oh I almost forgot, I saved you your booth,” Tyler directed you around the crowd and arrived in front of your usual booth. In the center of the table was a small card that read ‘reserved’.

You chuckled, drawing a grin from the barista boy, "Wow, didn't know I was basically a weathervane celebrity.”

“What can I say, after a few months I think you’ve earned your spot here.”

After taking a seat, you turned your attention to the young boy on stage who was talking about the value of bees and the need to protect them. It was adorable to say the least, so you were invested in his informational speech. You hadn’t even noticed Tyler had left to attend the counter.

“Mind if I join you?” You were startled out of your trance by a voice. His question caused his voice to break, which led you to internally giggle. Awaiting your reaction, the boy with the beanie stood in front of you. A trick of the mind, perhaps? Has he been on your mind so much lately that you’ve begun envisioning him?

His eyebrows sprang up, his eyes shifted, and lips pursed as you struggled to form any words. It brought you back to your senses.

Ajax.

You mentally cursed yourself for exclaiming "Of course" with a bit too much enthusiasm. Ajax silently thanked you and took his seat on the bench in front of you. You seized this opportunity to closely examine his appearance. He surely was handsome. Chiseled features, chin stubble, fingers adorned with rings. Up close, his eyes were even more captivating; they resembled the coffee you adored so much. His fragrance was an intriguing blend of cologne and weed that enticed you.

“Didn't realize you were famous around here,” he said as he pointed at the reserved sign and peered at you with a hint of confusion on his face. “What do I need to do to get special treatment like that?”

You couldn't help but giggle at his remark while tucking a flyaway hair behind your ear. “Spending all of your free time in here is a good way to start..”

“I'm sure being extremely charming to the waiter helps." As he analyzed your expression further, your ears were filled with his endearing laughter. Attempting to hide the flush that was appearing now on your face, you turned toward the up-and-coming act who was carrying a guitar as she approached the stage. The weathervane's crowd erupted in cheers and applause as they receive the young girl.

“Are you planning on taking the mic tonight?” He said, desperately hoping to strike up a conversation with the stunning girl who had been occupying his mind ever since he first spotted her in the exact same booth they were currently in just a few days prior.

“Me? I wouldn't go up there even if you paid me."

“What, no special talent you'd like to share with the people of Jericho?” He questioned.

“What else would I impress people with if I shared all my talents at once? I think I'll keep those tucked under my sleeve."

"So far, you've managed to impress me." He was being honest. He's been drawn to you ever since he saw you staring at him across the coffee shop with a book in hand. Even though Xavier thinks normies are condescending scumbags, Ajax hauled him to Jericho the following day in an effort to show him the girl who had piqued his interest.

“How about you? Any noteworthy abilities you'd like to share with me?” Ajax was taken aback by your question. It was at this moment that he realized you were unaware that he was a student at Nevermore. You were unaware of his true identity. You didn’t know what hid under his beanie. Before he even had the chance to get to know you, he heard a voice in his head telling him he had no chance.

He gazed intently into your eyes, wondering what you would say if he revealed his ancestry to you.

“Uhm. . .”

ok.. a big thank you and an even bigger kiss to those who helped me when I was stuck on certain parts of this. Ilyilyily!

also a big shoutout to @firefly-graphics for these really cute dividers!

If you’d like to be tagged in future parts- yes I’d gladly do so! just comment besties

and lastly because I talk a lot, pls know feedback is always welcomed! 🤍

requests are closed at the moment however— my inbox is always open! Share your thoughts! Talk to me! Get something off your mind! ✨

[wlfhrdlover]

Hello can you do a Ajax petropolus reader when the reader is badass with a sword and and stick but she is attacked by too much normie so he defend her and also stone the main/ leader they aren’t together yet. But they know they love each other (well more Ajax side, he knows) please 🐍✨👑

HEY!! Of course! I also want to apologize because I always write your requests but I get a creativity block in the middle of it EVERY DAMN TIME.

I don't know if you'll like it because I had no idea of how to write it but I really hope you like it </3

THE ARCHER.

Ajax Petropolus x fem!Addams!reader

summary: being an Addams were never easy, Y/N knew that way too well.

WARNINGS! bullying, violence and kinda gory themes.

A/N: I actually hate it, because it made sense in my head but idk if it came like I expected, I'm so sorry 😭

Combat, I'm ready for combat.

Y/N Addams, the sister of the talk of Nevermore, Wednesday Addams.

Not much different from her sister, Y/N was confident with a sharp tongue, but opposed from Wednesday's personality, Y/N was kind and a whole sunshine with the ones she cared about.

When she entered Nevermore with Wednesday, everyone noticed the difference between the two, while Wednesday couldn't even tolerate the air of Jericho, Y/N was open for changes and excited about the idea of making new friends.

Y/N just like her sister, loved morbid things, her favorite one though was the sword, since young age Gomez Addams taught her how to use a sword, she loved fencing or having her little battles with Pugsley.

Oddly enough, Y/N conquered on gaining Bianca Barclay's friendship, the siren carried a sour face when the Addams won their duel in fencing, but after a sweet smile and an apology for it, Bianca surrendered and asked for tips.

Which Y/N happily gave to her.

Since then, everyone talked about Y/N Addams and her opposite personality from her sister.

Through their first year, even though it was bumpy and rough, Y/N made friends, royal and real friends.

Enid Sinclair, Bianca Barclay, Yoko Tanaka, the Siren Twins – Kent and Divina –, Xavier Thorpe, Ajax Petropolus.

They all were pleasant to have Y/N by their side, along with her sister of course, even if Wednesday didn't said it out loud, everyone knew that she appreciated everything Y/N did for her, Y/N was the only one who truly understood her.

But Ajax.

Oh, Ajax.

The boy was whipped for the 'badass' girl, he loved everything about her, how she would snap to anyone who dared to say a thing about her friends or her family, how she would ace every duel in fencing classes, how she was simply her.

Everyone knew they both held feelings for each other, it was clear as crystal how they would look at each other and open goofy smiles, the softened glares they held whenever they spotted each other across the school, they were just scared to admit it.

I say I don't want that, but what if I do?

They both held broken hearts, Ajax after being rejected way too many times because he was a gorgon and Y/N because she was Y/N.

But these feelings were nothing compared to Y/N's greatest fear.

They all could see right through her.

Wednesday were a specialist in this case, she always knew when Y/N was lying, sad, angry... even if she tried so hard to not express it.

For Wednesday, her sister were simply a piece of glass, one that she could see right through it and knew when it was starting to break, that's why she always made sure that her sister was okay and protected her at all costs.

Even if she never showed it at all.

That's what lead the girl to the present moment.

Y/N stared at her wooden carved miniature knife, it wasn't a weapon, just something she did for fun.

Dragging the knife through the wood, she recalled her last trip on Jericho.

'— HEY, CREEPY SHIT!- a normie shouted and Y/N ignored it, walking straight to her destination, before someone jumped in front of her.

— Where you going freak?- the boy smirked and she turned around, facing other three normies.

— What the fuck do you want?- she said between teeth.

— That's not very nice of you- one of them pouted and Y/N rolled her eyes.

— Nevermore students are not welcomed here, did you know that?- he said and pushed the girl.

— Dude, don't mess with me- she glared.

— Or what? Are you going to turn me into a mouse?- he laughed.

— Fuck off- you pushed him back.

He came to you fuming.'

'cause cruelty wins in the movies.

Even throwing the last punch, Y/N didn't left without bruises and a bloodied nose, she was pretty sure that she pissed the boys and that dread feeling started to follow her around.

— Found you!- her worst fear came true, Ajax smiled while walking to her.

— Hey Jax, what's up?- she asked and the boy sat on her side.

— You good? Didn't saw you in fencing today, it's the only class you never ditched, your sister is fuming around- he frowned and Y/N tried to not look tense, but Ajax could see how her shoulders stiffened and her mouth opened like she wanted to say something.

I've got hundred thrown out speeches I almost said to you.

— Oh right, just got lost in time- she smiled, Ajax stared at her.

— Yeah... right- he raised a brow- You sure about that?

— Yeah, of course! I'm gonna talk with Wednesday later, you coming with me for class?- she raised to her feet and slipped her knife in her boot.

— Oh! Yeah! Totally, Xavier will kill me if I miss this class today anyways- he laughed and the girl smiled.

— Oh I heard about it, our artist is coming for your ass if you ditch again, because I heard that you're the one who forgot that you two had an essay together last week- she teased and Ajax groaned.

— He told you that? Oh come on, it was just one time!- he laughed and took her hand like always.

— Yeah, that one time that happened for a whole month?- she nudged the boy.

Ajax forgot his worries for a minute and just admired the girl.

For those who saw from outside, they swore that the two were a couple, the gorgon and the Addams were completely oblivious if they didn't noticed the love they exhaled whenever they were together.

It was nauseous, according to Wednesday.

Later that day, Y/N were having her sword practices in the forest like always, she just needed to clear her mind and pull her mask again, the one that it was starting to slip.

She never mentioned to her friends and sister how people would choose her to pick one, Wednesday was rough and ten times more skilled than her, so it was easier to aim into Y/N, the one that even though knew how to throw a punch, never got to really hurt someone like Wednesday.

Easy they come, easy they go.

The whispers and laughs always clouded her brain but she always tried to slip into under the carpet, they were just stupid human beings anyways, it wasn't worthy.

I jump from the train, I ride off alone.

But sometimes it got on her skin and she would suffer the consequences of it, like the last trip.

The bruises and cuts pained her, really, they were all tall and tough guys versus one person.

If it was Wednesday, she wouldn't be wincing and crying because of it.

I never grew up, it's getting so old.

— Pathetic- Y/N whispered and attacked the poor tree again, she sighed and took off her jacket, she looked at the bruises and rolled her eyes- Wednesday would be laughing at your face in times like this- she muttered and went back to attacking the tree.

Her thoughts suddenly trailed to Ajax, what would he think of her if he saw her crying over something so idiotic?

Help me hold onto you.

— Oh look who we have here boys- her eyes widened when she heard the voice of one of the normies.

— What the fuck- she whispered and turned around, gripping tightly on her stick, the one she used for trainings so she wouldn't break her sword accidentally.

— I didn't liked the scar you gave me, not a bit- the boy groaned and her eyes darted to his scarred cheek- So guess what? I brought some of my friends to help me- he smirked.

6 boys emerged from behind the trees.

— That's unfair, a coward move, I'm one and you're seven, I don't think this is a fair way to fight- Y/N said with her emotionless face, even though the fear were bubbling up on her brain.

— Did you really think that I would come here without protection? You just happened to be here!- he laughed.

The Addams brought her stick closer, her knuckles almost white with the force she held, they all laughed.

— You really think you can beat us up with this?- he asked.

I've been the archer.

— I had nothing with me earlier and you and your friends have bruises, I don't think you can think so low of me like this- she said with confidence, but inside she was praying that someone would find her right now.

I've been the prey.

Ajax paced in the hallway, sighing he knocked on Enid's door.

— Ajax! Can I help you?- the werewolf smiled.

— Hey Enid, is Wednesday here?- he sighed and the girl frowned.

— Hey Willa! Ajax wants to see you- Enid let the boy walk in.

— Speak- Wednesday said and put her book down.

— Sorry Wednesday, but have you seen Y/N? It's been hours since our last class and she completely vanished- the boy panicked.

Who could ever leave me, darling?

— She was supposed to be here for now, her sword time always lasts 1 hour- Wednesday said and took her boots.

— WHAT??- Ajax widened his eyes.

— Hurry, she is in the woods and by her lateness, she must be in danger- Wednesday said and pulled out a knife, Enid ran to get it from her hands- It's my sister, if someone or something dared to scratch her knee it should die- she glared at Enid.

— Seriously Wednesday, you need to stop this! How many knifes you have hidden?- Enid panicked and Wednesday ignored her, stuffing the item inside of her boot.

— Fuck it! Come on you two!- Ajax ran through the door.

But who could stay?

— Hey Ajax, found Y/N?- Kent smiled to the boy who ignored him and ran even faster, the sire frowned and next saw Enid running behind Wednesday who was stomping quickly- Did he fucked up or something?- he asked but again was ignored by the two- Dude what the fuck- he whined.

Ajax pushed the branches while he ran through the forest.

— Y/N?- he shouted and finally heard something, his heart raced, he followed the sound.

Dark side, I search for your dark side.

— STOP IT! YOU FUCKING FUCK!- he heard Y/N shouting and he quickened his pace.

— Y/N!- he shouted again.

He pushed some leaves away and his eyes widened at the sight, the group circling the girl who had blood everywhere and used a wood stick to get one of them out from her.

Ajax quickly ran and pushed the boys hardly.

— WHAT THE FUCK MAN!- he screamed angrily, he went behind Y/N and pulled the girl to him, she stumbled but held his shirt, her hands trembling in fear and pain.

— Oh great! Another freak!- one of them laughed and Y/N tried to get even closer to Ajax's body, his arm wrapped tightly around her waist.

But what if I'm all right, right here?

— Hey, don't touch her again, got it?- Ajax said between teeth.

— Or what?- he smirked and went to pull Y/N again, the girl panicked and Ajax quickly covered her eyes and pulled out his beanie.

The boy stoning in place, all the others quickly covering their eyes.

— I said to don't touch her- he said slowly and covered his snakes.

— Who is next?- Wednesday's voice echoed, her pupils darkened, she held a knife and a cruel smirk on her face.

— Shit!- all of them quickly ran away and Ajax slowly let go of Y/N and looked at her in worry.

The girl had cuts and dark bruises all around her body and face, the so shiny eyes he loved completely fogged in fear.

— Y/N?- he whispered and she looked up.

'cause they see right through me, they see right through me.

Her eyes slowly watered up while she saw how worried Ajax looked at her.

Can you see right through me?

— Hey sweetheart...- he whispered so gently while kneeling down as her legs started to fail.

They see right through. They see right through me.

She looked around and Wednesday were looking at her, something came in her eyes.

Worry.

— Y/N, what happened?- she asked and let go of the knife, kneeling in front of her sister.

I see right through me.

Than everything hit Y/N all at once, her head was screaming at her, how could she be so weak?

All the king's horses and all the king's men.

She tried so hard to not let the tears go, but looking at her sister in front of her who were really starting to panic while analyzing the girl, she broke down.

Couldn't put me together again.

— I'm sorry- she whispered and they all looked at her.

— Sorry? Why are you sorry love? You did nothing wrong- Ajax pushed the hair out of her face, not caring about the blood that dirtied his clothes.

— I'm so weak- she whispered- If I was like Wednesday, it wouldn't...- Wednesday quickly cut her.

— Don't you dare to complete this sentence- she said in all seriousness- You and me know very well that battles need to be clean and fair, this one was full of dirtiness and cowardice, even the dead know that fact- she wiped the tears away from Y/N's face- They were seven, you were one, does this sound like a fair battle for you?- she asked.

— No, but...- Wednesday glared and she immediately stopped.

— There is no 'but's' Y/N, by their faces though, I know that you fought back and you fought good- she smirked- You're an Addams, no Addams go down without throwing the last punch, that's what our father said- she said and Y/N smiled softly.

Their eyes were aimed towards the sound of something breaking, Enid kicked the rocks of once a head of a boy.

Their eyes widened in surprise.

Enid turned and her face went red.

— What? He was a coward! And I don't like people who hurt Y/N, we can just... you know? Use his dust as... fertilizer? Imagine it works like bone meal? You know? Minecraft and everything...- she smiled sheepishly.

You smiled and couldn't help but let out a laugh.

Who could stay?

Ajax cleaned Y/N's face with a wet cloth, his eyes always searching her just to make sure she was still there with him.

— You know, I thought you were a complete badass in the woods today- he whispered cautiously- I always thought you were a badass but... I don't know man, seeing you beat someone with a wood stick it's... really amazing- he said.

— He was asking for it, let's be honest- she said and he chuckled.

— Yeah, he totally was- Ajax looked at her arms- How long?- he asked.

— What?- the girl whispered.

— I... well, let's be honest, we all noticed how your eyes and face changed whenever we went to Jericho or someone passed by us here in Nevermore... so.. how long they've been treating you like this?- he asked.

— Oh- was the only thing that left her mouth- You know... everyone is scared of Wednesday, it was always like this, no one mess with Wednesday but you can mess with Y/N, it's not like she will do something- she whispered and Ajax listened close- At first, you ignore it, but then... it really starts to get on your skin, your brain, your thoughts, it starts to get to you- Ajax put the cloth down and stepped close to the girl.

He was right between her legs so he had an easy access for her wounds and could properly treat them.

— I just thought that... I don't know, if I was more like Wednesday nothing would've happened and I wouldn't have worried you, Weds, our friends...- she trailed.

— Now, it's where you stop because you're speaking nonsense- Ajax sighed- Y/N, you're like the strongest person I've ever met! You're so cool and... you know, you! I mean, you managed to be Bianca's friend and we all agree that this is a really hard thing to do- he joked and they both chuckled- Don't think so low of yourself, you're the one who knows how to handle every single sword, knife and pointy things around the world- you smiled- But you achieved like, the most impossible things in the world like, melting Wednesday's heart or making Enid kill someone, because you're you!- he caressed her soft skin.

— I don't need a Wednesday in my life, I need a Y/N, my Y/N, my girl, the one I've always trusted and liked- he smiled- I need you, you don't need to change for anyone, because I promise, I will always be there to protect you from now on- he kissed her forehead.

Y/N smiled and leaned on his touch, her arms circling his waist while he did the same with her, they simply stayed there and enjoyed each other's warmth.

They didn't need to speak out loud, they both knew that feeling.

Love.

You could stay.

[toomanyfandomsimfanvergent]

Ajax Petropolus x Gorgon!Reader

Warnings/Tags: Yoko x reader (platonic), Ajax Petropolus x reader (romantically), Xavier x Ajax (platonic), kissing, no smut, nothing very sexual, mentions of stoning people, a few security guards are stoned, nothing super bad, established relationship

Summary: Basically just fluffy shit with ajax after you sneak into his dorm.

Rating: PG-13

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"Where are you going?" Your roommate, Yoko asks. Shit. You should have known she would see you sneaking out.

"Ajax's dorm," you say and give her a small smile, hoping she will let you go. She couldn't stop you, but she could tell someone. You doubted she would, most likely she would just gossip with Enid about it.

"Ooohhh," Yoko teases as you walk out of the dorm

You walk through Ophelia hall without any issues. Once you reach the very end, you pull off your beanie to stone the lone security guard.

You reach the hall of where your boyfriend's dorm can be found and notice two security guards chatting. You don't see anyone else.

You leave your beanie off and walk up to them. Theu are both stoned before a single word escapes their lips

You tug on your beanie and make sure all of your snakes are covered, you don't wanna stone Ajax. That would ruin the whole night.

You text Ajax to see if he was awake in his dorm. You didn't want to sneak in for Xavier to be the only one of them awake. You hoped that Xavier had snuck out to his art studio, he usually did at night.

Ajax texts back, he is in his dorm. And curious as to why you want to know. You don't reply to his texts and slip inside his dorm.

"Yn!" He exclaims with a smile. He hops off his bed and walks over to hug you. He pulls you in for a tight hug and places a kiss on your lips before letting you go

"Hello," you say as you both sit in his bed. As you had hoped Xavier is no where in sight.

You don't let him reply as you kiss him. His lips are soft and taste like heaven, and the strawberry chapstick he stole from you.

He smiles into the kiss, he was quite happy with his current predicament. He loves it when you sneak in his dorm. You loved it to. The kissing, but also the adrenaline of getting caught was the best.

He pulls away with a smile so he can admire you. He has that stupid lovesick grin on his face. You loved that smile.

"Disgusting guys," Xavier complains from behind you, you and Ajax both jump as you notice his roommate has returned.

Ajax groans, "You couldn't of went back out to your studio for an hour," he complains. You have an awkward smile on your face. This was not ideal.

"I could stone him?" You ask with a smile and Ajax shakes his head to say 'no'. He wasn't big on stoning Xavier. But it had happened a few times, only when necessary or accidental.

"Wow, I love how that's your go to solution. Thanks for dealing with security for me," Xavier replies with a smile. A very smug smile.

"I guess goodnight, see you at Nightshades," you reply and give your lover a final parting kiss. He smiles at you and waves.

"Simp," Xavier mutters under his breath as you exit and he watches his roommate completely fawn over you.

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Requests are open! Reblogs are essential!

[fancylandbakerytaco]

You're Cool

CW: Ajax x female reader!vampire---- Synopsis: Classes at Nevermore are cancelled because of a massive rainstorm. Y/N decides to ignore the warning to stay in Ophelia Hall and ventures out into the freezing rain in order to find momentary solitude. It is there she find Ajax, who is trying to do the same thing.

(I have never written on Tumblr, nor have I used "Y/N" and 2nd perspective. Madelyne is mine, I made her up.)

"Y/N!" My roommate, Madelyne said loudly from her bed that stood on the opposite end of the room. You turned your head to see her. Her crimson hair was sparkling in the watery light that fell through the windows and she was staring at you with her giant, blue eyes. She was watching you as you pulled your coat on over your arms. "You're not going outside!"

"I want to go outside." You said with a toothy grin as you finished shrugging on your jacket, eyes glued to the floor. You had a little bit of a problem with prolonged eye contact, though you were not uncomfortable.

"Principal Weems said that we need to stay in the hall." Madelyne insisted, sitting up in her bed. It was currently 9:00 AM.

"Principal Weems can suck it." You said, glancing back over to your roommate. She was one of the many Furs who's wolf-ish fangs remained in her mouth regardless of if she was wolfed out. "It's just a little rain."

"It's just a little rain that might flood the Quad." She said, rolling her eyes and returning to the book that she was reading. Funnily enough, she was on quite the Stephanie Meyer kick and was rereading the Twilight Saga.

Within the next moment, your had slipped from your room and began the silent walk into the Quad. As it turned out, Principal Weems had not understated the downpour. It seemed as though someone were dumping buckets on buckets of water over the roof. You pulled the gray hood of your coat over your head and continued on into the thick of the rain.

"Y/N?" A voice said from beneath an eave to your left. You turned sharply, having been in search of solitude, but were pleasantly surprised to see Ajax, the guy that you were talking to and have pretty strong mutual romatic feelings for. He was sitting between wooden pillars that supported the roofs (rooves?) that surrounded the Quad. He donned a series of grays and blacks.

You stopped in your uncertain path and had a seat beside him on the dry concrete floor, slightly uphill and out of the way from the downpour.

"What are you doing out here?" You asked, turning your head to look at him.

"I was bored in my dorm." Ajax said with a smile, meeting your gaze. "What about you?"

"Yeah, me too." You said, nodding. You both stared silently out into the rainy Quad, but you froze when you felt a cold tap on your neck. Without thinking, you turned to see what had touched you.

"Woah, close your eyes!" Ajax said in a tone that was both sharp and sheepish. Immediately, his hand went over your eyes to ensure you wouldn't look. Only a moment later, he removed his hand an let out a huff of air. "I'm really sorry about that, Y/N."

"They have a mind of their own." You say with a smile, glancing back at him. He was looking at you with an expression of nerves and apology.

"You get it!" He beamed, absentmindedly pulling his beanie down further on his head. "I can't tell you how many times I've gotten in trouble because of them."

"Here?" You gaped.

"Yeah, when I first got here, I accidentally stoned Principal Weems." Ajax said, grinning widely. "Xavier thought it would be really funny to steal my hat during my tour."

"You're kidding."

Instead of replying to what you had said, Ajax looked past you and his face changed from bright and happy to exasperation. "Speak of the devil."

You turned to see Principal Weems strutting down the corridor on the side of the Quad, just about to turn the corner and discover the two of you. In order to prevent that, Ajax grabbed your hand and pulled you up. You both ran through a door that neither of you knew much about and locked it, hoping that Weems hadn't seen you. Holding your breath, you both listened as her heels clomped right past the door, not faltering. You both let out the air that you had been holding in.

"Have you ever noticed this door?" Ajax asked in a hushed voice. The room was pitch black.

"I don't think so." You breathed. Your face reddened the slightest bit when you realized that Ajax was still holding your hand. He seemed to remember at that time as well. Your eyes were slowly adjusting to the sudden dark, though you still could not see. All worries about moving too fast in your relationship were quickly obliterated when his grip tightened on your hand and you closed the distance between the both of you. Within mere seconds, you kissed him and he wrapped his arms around you. While you were kissing, he began trying to back you up into a wall when you knocked something over.

"Can't Fangs see in the dark?" He asked, words uttered as he found gaps in the action.

"No, we can't see in the dark." You said, suffering the same predicament. "We can echolocate, though."

Ajax stopped for a moment, catching his breath. Since he had not found a wall, the two of you were standing in the seeming middle of the room, arms wrapped around each other. His were pulling you close by your waist and your were around his neck.

"I think we need a light." He breathed. You agreed and separated from him, both of you in search of a light switch. After a moment, a short yelp sounded from Ajax. Then the lights came on. I turned to find him and saw him smiling beside a light chain that had obviously hit him in the face. "Found it!"

"Good job." You grinned. The two of you then met in the middle, and this time, it was your turn to put him against the wall. A short huff of air escaped his lips when he hit the wall, but a smile split his face between kisses. Deciding to make a bold move, you traveled down to his neck, feeling a chill up your spine when he gasped in surprise. It took you a moment to find his soft spot, but you focused your kisses on it when you heard Ajax made a sound.

"I don't know how I feel about a vampire kissing my neck." He breathed, voice jumping every other word.

"Being a vampire gorgon will only make you cooler."

[theslay3d]

Ajax Petropolis x reader

Gender: Neutral?? i think

Warnings: none

Word count: 826

Requested

A/N hiii hope you like it!!! i changed it up a little tho. also tbh hateee the aesthetic pic for him. there's not many like aesthetic pics for him sadly. also this may be bad i wasn't feeling it yk so i mayyy rewrite this one day 

You sighed as you walked down the halls. You might have been a little…lost. It was only your first week there and you had no idea where to go. You felt a little movement on your leg and looked down. Your snake was there and seemed to be a little antsy.

You narrowed your eyes. People must be near if your snake was acting like this. You continued walking until you turned the corner and almost bumped into someone. You sidestepped them and the person fell.

The boy groaned after he hit the floor. He looked up and saw you. “Sorry” You muttered. You helped him pick up his books and finally got a good look at the boy. He was cute. Your snake wrapped a little tighter around your leg and you cleared your throat as you stepped back.

“Sorry again I wasn't paying attention.” You said as you handed him his last book.

“It's alright. You're new here right? I haven't seen you before.”

“Yeah, I'm new.”

“Cool uh what class do you have?” He asked a little awkwardly.

“Um” You checked the piece of paper which had your schedule. “Botanical science”

“Oh! Me too maybe we could walk together?”

You nodded. “Yeah sure to be honest i was a little lost i wasn't sure where it was”

“It's easy to get lost around here” He assured and motioned for you to follow him. It seemed he hadn't noticed your snake yet. Most people looked at you a little weird when they saw the snake.

“My names Ajax by the way”

“Y/n” You said your name and noticed something move beneath the beanie he had on his head. I wonder what he is.

“So uh what are you?” He winced. “Sorry that sounds a little mean”

You laughed and said. “I'm a chimera. You?”  

He looked down and saw the snake that was wrapped around your leg but didn't jump away like the other students tended to do.

“Im a gorgon”

“Ohh snakes right?” You were referring to how gorgons usually have snakes for hair and finally realized what was moving beneath his beanie.

He nodded and finally stopped at a door. He opened the door. “So uh here's the class I already have someone sitting next to me but Enid’s other seat is free” He pointed to a girl who had a book open.

“Thank you Ajax”

“Yeah of course if you need anything just come and get me”

He walked away towards another desk and you walked to the girl named Enid's desk.  

***Time Skip***

It's been a few weeks since then and you got close to both Enid and Ajax. They have both been super nice to you and Enid was only a little bit scared of your snake.

Right now you were walking towards Ajax's dorm as you have to work on a project together. Not that you minded Ajax was nice…and cute.  

Not that he knew that you may have a little crush on him. He was a little shy and you didn't want to overwhelm him with you just outing your crush on him.

You made it to his door and opened it. In hindsight probably not a good idea but you thought he knew you were coming over. Ajax did know he just forgot when you would get there.

He told you how when people or even himself sees the snakes they turn to stone for a few hours.

So when you opened the door and saw Ajax sitting down without his beanie on you may have panicked a little. You let out a little gasp but froze and just stared. You didn't notice that you didnt turn to stone.

He turned and grabbed a blanket to cover his head.”You're not stone?”

You finally unfroze and touched your face as if feeling the stone that wasn't there. “I'm not”  

You let out a little laugh and put on a hand to your chest “Oh my god”

Ajax slowly lowered the blanket on his head and the snakes started moving.They moved in your direction as if reaching out.

Ajax breathed out. He found his beanie and put it on just to stop himself from looking in the mirror accidentally.

“This seems like a good time to tell you that i like you” You said to him still in a little bit of shock. His eyebrows raised.

“What? You like me?”

“Yep”

He hesitated a moment before he walked towards you. He stopped right in front of you. “I like you too”

“Really?”

“Yeah”

You both smiled at each other. He reached out a hand and you took it.

“Does this mean we are uh t-together?” He asked hesitantly

“If you want us to be”

He nodded. “I do”

You smiled at him again.

“Maybe we should start the project now”

His eyes widened “I forgot about that”

You both laughed and moved to his desk.

[4jax4jax]

To Bleed and Bruise

Sub Ajax Petropolus x Dom Reader

Summary: Ajax has never looked better than when he’s covered in his blood and your bruises. 

Warnings: 18+, M x F, sub ajax, handjob, blowjob, sadism, blood, biting, scratching, marking, praise. 

Word count: 1.2K

It had been an excruciating day, so the moment that classes ended, you made a run for Ajax’s room. You barely let him have time to process what was happening when he opened the door and you walked through it, quickly shutting it behind you. 

You wasted no time in dragging him over to his bed and laying him down on it.

"I've been thinking about you all day, need to use you.” 

He looked up at you with a smile as he started to unbutton your shirt. You give him a stern look as you grab his wrists and pin them against the sides of his head.

"Keep your hands to yourself, Ajax. Don't be bad for me”

Your tone both scared and aroused him. He blushes and nods softly.

“Won’t do anything bad.. I promise I’ll be good for you.”

You ignore his words as you straddled him and practically rip off his shirt. Once discarded, you lean down and begin to lick his chest up and down. The drag of your tongue making him shiver. 

His body quivered from the sensation of your lips touching his skin. You brought your hands to the sides of his chest, dragging your sharp nails down the skin, leaving red marks behind.

The feeling of your fingers on his chest makes him want more. He tried to get out and get more stimulation, but you kept pinning him down so he couldn’t move.

"Stay still, or you get nothing, and I leave you here desperate, do you understand me?"

You almost growled out the words, teeth baring against his skin as you unclench your jaw to bite into the soft skin of his neck.

He let out a high pitched yelp as you bite into his flesh, blood seeping out of the wound as you suckle on his neck. You make quick work of lapping up the dripping blood from the wound, sucking on it gently to leave even more of a mark. 

He moaned quietly as you continue to feed on his blood, the taste filling your mouth.

"You taste so good, baby."

You mumble quietly against his neck, moving to create more marks on his sensitive skin. The tone of your voice sent shivers up his spine. 

You bit down harder onto his skin, causing him to gasp in pain as you draw even more blood as you moaned softly at the taste. You licked your lips in arousal as you leaned back and watched his wounded neck drip with thick dark blood. 

He'd no doubt have people asking him for the next week what animal had attacked him, oblivious to the torture he had endured just by being with you. 

"You look so beautiful like this, gonna be a good boy and let me mark you up more?"

Even through the pain he nodded happily, loving how much you loved to hurt him. The stinging in his neck just another reminder of who he belongs to, and who controls him. 

You smirk wide down at him before getting off of him, now sitting next to his laid out body. Your hands reached out to grip at the belt loops of his pants, one hand going to unbutton them, and the other teasingly tugging at them.

"Help me get these off of you, love."

He reaches over to help you remove his pants, exposing his sharp hips and large member. You can't help but bite your lip as you watch him pull off his own pants, eyes immediately diverting to the problem between his legs. It was red, wet, and almost pulsing, you had him right where you wanted him without even touching him.

As soon as his pants were removed, he could feel the heat radiating from his cock, the tip already glistening with precum.

You reached a gentle a hand out, loosely wrapping your fingers around his dick. Your teasing touch was gentle enough to be barely enough stimulation, making him cry out at both the first encounter of contact, and the lack of sufficient contact.

He shudders as you slowly stroke his shaft, a quiet sucking sound being made from the suction of your fingers and the self-made lubricant he couldn’t stop producing.

"Feel good, baby?"

You softly coo, a fake sweet tone adorning your words as your movements become faster and stronger. 

“Mhmm..”

He barely managed to whimper out. His breath was coming heavy and fast, the sounds of pleasure escaping his throat. 

You leaned over towards his face to kiss him. He kissed you back eagerly, although he could barely kiss you for more than a few seconds before his jaw dropped and he started moaning into your mouth. 

"You're such a good boy, Ajax." 

You praised against his lips, making him whimper and writhe in your hold. His noises only got louder when he felt a familiar tongue roughly lick over the dried blood that had dripped down his neck.

The sensation made him moan loudly, the pain causing his hips to buck wildly as his member twitched. Your hand began to stroke him faster, making sure to slow down everytime you reached the head, circling it with the pad of your finger, teasing him.

His breathing became heavier, sweat dripping down his brow as he moaned and grunted uncontrollably, trying to resist your touch. You lowered your head towards his soaked member and wrapped your soft lips around the tip, sucking lightly. 

He let out an incoherent scream as he felt himself being sucked into ecstasy, not caring about how loud he was or how much noise he was making. All he cared about was how good you were making him, and how absolutely owned by you he felt. 

You moved your head up and down quickly, one of your hands roughly gripped the base of his dick to prevent him from cumming, and the other hand was pressed against his hip, to prevent him from moving. You knew he was approaching his orgasm soon enough by the way his moans got whiner and more desperate. 

His eyes rolled back into his head as he came, the suddenness of it making him shake violently, almost knocking you off of him. He held onto you tightly as he spasmed uncontrollably, feeling like he would never stop. 

You smiled down at him as you watched him whine and moan like a slut. His entire body shook and his hips thrusted aggressively as he covered his stomach and hips in his release. You softly stroked him through his orgasm while kissing his neck, helping him through it.

After what seemed like forever, he finally stopped shaking, panting heavily as he rested on top of you.

You ignored the grossness of how he was pressing his cum onto the both of you as he laid on you, and pulled his head so it was resting against your chest. You ran your fingers over his beanie then down to his neck to softly massage the bite marks.

He looked up at you with tired eyes, nodding slightly before laying his head back down. 

"Thank you."

You kissed his forehead and felt as he nuzzled into you.

"Of course, anything for you."

He sighed happily and hugged you tighter, holding onto you until he fell asleep.

[sweaterweatherever]

Blurb Ajax as a sub

Blurb #12: Good boy (Ajax Petropolus x Reader)

Pairing: Ajax Petropolus x AFAB reader

Warnings: Smut, unprotected vaginal sex, jerking off. Mentions of oral sex. Aged up characters.

Requested: Yes

A/N: Man, lately I have been bleeding words in a way you couldn’t imagine. Tyler’s fic is already 10k, and it’s not done...

“Please.” Ajax begs, and it’s so sweet, you almost give in. “Please, let me eat you out, let me touch you.”

Who wouldn’t want a guy who is desperate to give you oral? But to you, this is much more rewarding, much better than the temporary relief his mouth on your folds would give you.

You keep mouthing lightly at his neck, hand keeping a lazy pace on his cock. Squeezing just enough to tease, never enough to bring him close to the edge. Your nails scratch lightly at his base, making him jerk.

“Such a good boy for me, aren’t you?” You teased at his balls next, just holding, but not actually doing anything. He is pretty like this, flushed cock curving against his stomach, mirroring the flush on his cheeks. He is all desperate lines, tortured expression. Even with your teasing, Ajax remains with his hands fisted on the covers. “I don’t even need to tie you down, and you stay right where I tell you.”

“I’m good.” He mutters, lazily. He is too far gone to think, eyes scrunched closed as if in pain. Whatever you tell him now, Ajax will repeat. It’s a cute quirk of his. One that brings both of you a lot of fun.

“You deserve a reward.” And with that, you sink on his cock, greedily sucking him in. Ajax arches in a way that’s almost funny, trying his best not to go and grab desperately at your hips. Such a good boy, indeed.

[jjsmaybank20]

𝕎𝕖𝕕𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕕𝕒𝕪 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥

✰ - Personal Favorite ✎ - Most inspired for rn

Wednesday Addams ✎

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Enid Sinclair

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Bianca Barclay (Platonic Only)

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Yoko Tanaka (Platonic Only)

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Ajax Petropolus (Platonic Only)

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Eugene Ottinger (Platonic Only)

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[lovesclinic]

ྀི ۪ ׂ. ૮ ๑• . •๑ ა ۪ ׂ. ꒰ 𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓 !! ꒱

ღ. synopsis ; you and ajax were quite different, but thats what made you such a good couple, until you overheard his friends talking about your relationship..

ღ. pairing ; ajax petropolus x smart reader

ღ. notes ; angst and then comforting, i never see ajax stuff here :( also not a big thing but in this oneshot reader wears glasses (im projecting) and isn’t really the type to wear beanies and stuff like ajax - thats why its titled opposites attract

ajax had asked you on a date a few months ago, and you were distant, not because there's anything bad about him, you actually really liked him. it's just that he was quite different to you.

he was laidback, smoked, humorous. you were quiet and focussed on school.

not only were your personalities quite different, but the way you liked to dress and present yourself too. ajax wore beanies and loose fitting clothing, while you wore glasses and dressed as neatly as possible.

but despite your obviously opposing styles, both visibly and internally, you had accepted that first date and many more.

after multiple dates ajax took you to the weathervane and seemed quite nervous, as he asked you to be his girlfriend, to which you happily agreed.

ajax's friends hadnt been aware of you two until dm more recently, but you got along well with xavier and his girlfriend bianca, and rowan.

you had just gotten out of class, and following your usual routine you walked over to your usual table. sitting there was xavier and rowan from ajax's usual friend group facing the away from you.

due to them facing the opposite direction to you, they didnt notice your presence. otherwise they would’ve shutup immediately, knowing how protective ajax is.

"i mean, i just think theyre too different y'know," you had walked up to the table to sit and wait for ajax to finish class and come sit with you, however hearing xavier's words you couldnt help but falter in your steps.

"no i get it, Y/N has her whole smart girl thing going on, but i think ajax'll get bored of that sooner or later." you didn't wait to stick around to hear them talk more about how wrong you are, you swiftly turned around, marching toward your dorm with a mission in mind.

"hey enid?" you called out for your roommate, who you knew was staying in her dorm during lunch today to catch up on sleep.

"oh yeah hey Y/N!" enid was seemingly, not asleep.

"i knowww I said i was resting but i changed my mind, im putting together outfits!" enid held up a variety of multicoloured fabrics in an enthusiastic tone, before her eyes softened as she noticed the tears holding on to the tips of your eyelashes, threatening to fall.

"oh sweets! whats wrong," enid hurriedly hopped off the floor to pull you into a comforting hug, which was the final straw for you.

you couldnt help but cry as the girl soothed you, running her fingers through your hair in a sisterly manner as you cried.

"its stu-stupid really," you sniffled out before reluctantly pulling back from enid's warm embrace, "can you help me be more like ajax's type?"

while enid was confused, she still helped, asking a lot of questions that you refused to answer, you knew she would tell your boyfriend. and ajax would say that it was wrong, you dint need to change, when deep down he was most likely lying to you and would break up with you when he got sick of your nerdy nature.

ajax <3: hey i missed you at break! come watch a movie with me xav bianca and rowan 🛹

ajax <3: p.s i promise it wont be too scary bunny

his texts made you want to cry all over again. he lobed scary movies while you avoided them, you really were too different.

when you arrived at ajax's dorm room, he immediately pulled you into the hallway. enid had dressed you in baggy black jeans that you were practically falling out of, a small white tank top that was teeny tiny and uncomfortable, with a big dark green beanie that was so big for your head that it almost covered tour eyes from seeing, which wouldn't be so bad considering you couldnt even see anything, having chosen not to wear your glasses.

"what are you wearing?" ajax asked with raised eyebrows, first you hadnt been at lunch, then he hadnt seen you for the rest of the day as you had skipped to spend all day with enid. he was really worried.

"what do you mean?" you crossed your arms wincing, your ‘new look’ and change of attire were clearly uncomfortable.

ajax only gave you a stern look in response, causing you to sigh. "m’sorry, i heard people saying that we weren't super compatible, that maybe you dint like me being all, yknow. so i wanted to dress how you'd maybe like." you shrugged, eyes glued to the ground, too embarrassed to look even at your boyfriend.

ajax raised his hand to your chin, gently tilting your face upwards, forcing you to meet his eyes.

"you do know i love the way you dress! your glasses and your hair and your non-blindness," ajax quips when he sees you beginning to squint in an attempt to see him.

you cant help but hug him in relief.

"hey! how who said that about you?"

the rest of the night was spent with you in your bunny pattered pyjama set you had left at ajax’s dorm one night. the whole evening was spent watching the movie you got to choose, while it seemed that xavier and rowan had suddenly decided to want to cater to your every need.

would you like me to get you a drink Y/N?

oh here, have some blankets!

i love your pjs Y/N

you had a feeling ajax had something to do with it, but when you cornered him to question his about it, he only smirked at you teasingly and responded with,

“well of course not, its not my fault that they wanted to give you the treatment you deserve!”

[distinguisheddingus]

need more Ajax fic...