#ajax petropolus x you

[lqveharrington]

Sleepy | A.P.

Summary: Gorgons, having a head full of snakes, turn out to be extremely tired and clingy during cold seasons.

A/N: we need more fics of my fav gorgon, and if we don’t have any, i take matters into my own hands :)

Warnings: (not proof read) Use of Y/N L/N, use of she/her, cursing, ajax being soft and adorable, mainly fluffy fluff, reader is a witch, xavier and wednesday are dating, lmk if i missed any !!

Pairing: Ajax Petropolus x fem!reader

Word Count: 2k+

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Every winter, snakes brumate over the winter. They stop eating as the temperature drops, their metabolism slows down, and they look for an underground place to hide from surface temperature changes. Which seems perfectly normal for a snake to do once the season changes.

But when your boyfriend and a fourth of Nevermore’s population happen to have a head full of snakes for hair, it becomes more complicated.

During winter, Nevermore’s community of gorgons get drained easily or just exhausted in general from their genetics, so they had an exception for sleeping in class and their lack of being active.

But what you noticed with Ajax was that he was more clingy to you than usual. He would find any possible way to be close to you. You were eating with your friends? He would take the seat next to you and wrap his arm around you, head buried in your neck. When you took notes, he’d have his hand in yours, head resting on your shoulder. In Jericho despite the weather being absolutely freezing? He would stay by your side and order a hot chocolate from the Weathervane for you both to share.

You let him do what he wanted amid winter, never minding the extra close proximity. You quite liked his clinginess.

“Jax?” You murmur, his head resting on your shoulder. “Are you okay?”

“M’just tired, don’t worry.” He gave a soft response, not wanting to bother your conversation with Enid.

“Are you sure? We can go back to your dorm if you’d like.” Your brow creased as you rub circles into his hand that held yours. “I can just tell Enid, she’ll understand.”

He let out a small sigh, “I… You’re having fun with them, I don’t want to—“

“Babe, you’re gonna pass out sooner or later, and I would rather have you pass out in your bed than in a lounging area.” You interrupt the gorgon, catching his eyes full of love and exhaustion. “And you are not leaving on your own.”

For a few seconds, Ajax just stared at you, wondering how fucking lucky it was that you wanted to date him of all people. And in those few seconds, you had just finished explaining to Enid why you had to go, giving her a small smile.

“Let’s go,” You nudged his arm, snapping him out of his thoughts. “The comfort of your bed awaits!”

The trek to his dorm wasn’t as bad compared to when he had to sneak into your dorm. Polonius Hall was rarely checked upon by the hall master who was instructed to ensure the strict rules were being taken seriously. You did have trouble pulling him up the stairs from the common room to his room, the more tired he was, the more it seemed he was intoxicated. Which he wasn’t.

Finally getting to his room, you took the keys from his pocket, and— You forgot which was the right key.

You poke his cheek, earning a hum. “Which is the key?”

“The one with the snakes.” He mumbled, pointing in no particular direction.

Silently thanking him for decorating all his keys with different designs, you unlock his door, quickly taking him to his bed.

“Wait, aren’t you a witch? You couldn’t use your witchy powers to open my door?” Ajax sat slouched on the bed, pretending to use his hands to make the door move.

“I didn’t want to— That’s not the point right now, go get changed.” You try using an authoritative voice, but only hear a whine and a tired chuckle come from your beloved’s mouth. “What?”

“Nothing, you’re just cute.” He stood sluggishly and kissed your nose before heading to his closet. “η όμορφη κοπέλα μου είναι τόσο αξιολάτρευτη.” He said in a sing-song voice, his words confusing you.

“Babe, you know I don’t understand Greek.” You pout jokingly, leaning against his dresser. “What’d you say?”

He tapped his cheek first. You rolled your eyes at him, giving him a small peck. “Happy?”

“Of course.” Ajax grinned lazily and started to hum, completely ignoring your previous question.

“Jax.”

“Mhm?”

“You were— What the fuck?” You take your phone out of your back pocket, Enid’s name dragging across the screen. “Hello?”

“Hi! I know you’re like, very busy right now and you just left, but this is kinda an emergency and we need you. Like, now.” She spoke fast and it sounded like she was pacing.

“Uhm, alright, I’ll be there in a few.” You quickly ended the call and met the eyes of a curious gorgon. “Enid has an emergency—“

“It’s okay, I’ll be fine.” He reassured you, wrapping his arms around your torso. “Need to take a shower anyway.”

“You’re lucky I removed that mirror from your bathroom, A.” You cup his jaw, bringing him down so you could pepper his face with kisses. “It’ll be quick, then I’ll come back here.”

Separating from Ajax, you flash a small smile toward the tired male and then turn to leave, not before he wrapped his hand around your wrist, making you look back at him.

“I love you.”

Your smile gets slightly wider, “I love you too, Jax.”

Quickly parting from him, you speed walk to where Enid was, trying to figure out along the way what could have been the emergency.

— — —

“Oh my gosh, thank god you’re here!” Enid rushed over and grabbed your arm, pulling you toward the situation. “Look.”

“It’s a hat.”

“No, not that!” She turned your head toward Wednesday. “That.”

You blink once. Twice. “Wednesday, are you okay?”

“I’m absolutely splendid.” Her mouth twitched a bit.

“But you’re…”

“Smiling!” Enid shoved a mirror in front of her face, peeking behind. “What did you do?”

“Nothing.”

You glance at the girl’s phone, watching as Xavier’s contact pops up. “Did you go on a date with Thorpe, Wednesday?”

“No.” She spun around and shoved her phone inside a drawer, silently cursing her own stupidity. “Why would I ever willingly hang out with that—“

“She’s blushing! You’re blushing!” Enid jumped up and down, squealing at the usually pale Addams. “Wednesday has a boyfriend!”

“I do not!” She cleared her throat, pulling the monotone face again. “I don’t have a particular interest in this conversation you brought me in.”

“You like Xavier, there’s no denying it.” Enid happily says, clapping her hands together. “My blog must know!”

“Don’t, E.” You wring your hands. “You don’t want another Ajax and Y/N situation.”

She froze, “Right, sorry about that. Uh, I promise not to speak about it until you let me.”

“Good. Or I’d have you six feet under.” Wednesday almost grinned. “Now why aren’t you with your boyfriend?”

“Because Enid said this was an emergency.”

The werewolf threw a small glare toward you, “I mean, it kinda was? She was smiling so hard! It should be concerning!”

“Yeah yeah, I’m happy for you Wednesday. I hope he treats you right.” You give her a minute smile. “If not, Enid will full-on wolf out on the school’s resident tortured artist.”

“Yep.” Enid flashed a toothy smile. “I can terrify the shit out of him.”

“With your colorful nails? Of course.” The pigtailed girl sarcastically remarked.

You let out a small laugh, trying to avoid the pillow being thrown at you. “Enid!”

“What?” She threw another one at you, soon laughing along. “You’re laughing at my nails!”

“I’m not!” You defend yourself, deflecting the pillow with a flick of your wrist, red encasing the soft cushion.

“You so were! And that’s cheating!”

“How?” You throw the pillow back.

“You’re using your powers!”

Wednesday shook her head at the two of you, “Y/N.”

“Yeah?” You turn to her, but not before Enid threw one last pillow at your face, causing you to glare at the blonde.

“So you came here because smiling was an emergency?” She had an eyebrow raised, arms crossed. “I’m sure Ajax has been missing you since you left him alone approximately eighteen minutes and fifty-six seconds ago.”

“It hasn’t been over five minutes.” Your eyes flicker up to the clock on Enid’s side table, seeing it had indeed almost been twenty whole minutes.

“Your journey to Enid and I’s dorm from the boy’s dormitory takes way longer than you think it does, even with your speed walking.”

“How did you—? You know what? I probably won’t get a straight answer.” You check the clock again, biting the inside of your cheek. Taking your phone out, you check your messages, seeing that Ajax has indeed texted you. “Shit, uh, I have to go.” You awkwardly point to the door with your thumb, looking between the both of the girls.

“Okey-Dokey, it’s no biggie.” Enid grinned at you, her roommate rolling her eyes at the words she chose. “We all know how Ajax is during this season. Very clingy.”

You flash her a grateful smile, giving her a quick hug and Wednesday a nod. Leaving Ophelia hall, you take a sharp right, bumping into your hall master, Miss Thornhill.

“Oh! Miss L/N, I didn’t think you’d be out of your dorm at this hour. You know it’s past the times you’re allowed to go out.” She gave an off smile, one that gave you the creeps.

“I…” Your answer died on your tongue, racking your brain for anything that would avoid getting both you and Ajax in trouble. “Ajax… He has my… My textbook for your class! Yeah, he wanted to use mine because he totally forgot where he put his and—”

She put her hand up, indicating for you to stop. “I know you and Mister Petropolus are a thing, Y/N. I also know that gorgons have difficulty processing stuff during cold seasons. So if you really need to go over to him, I’ll give you permission. As long as you both are not caught, all right?”

“Yes, of course.” You silently thank her for having some sort of favorite.

“And no funny business either.”

Too late for that. You nod, knowing she’ll figure out the lie within your words.

“Good, now off you go.” Thornhill dismissed you, missing the way you let out a breath and cursed at not paying attention.

And this time, you recorded the time it took from Ophelia Hall to Ajax’s dorm, which turned out to be eleven minutes. Though Nevermore was big, you didn’t know it was that big of a school. Entering Polonius Hall’s common room, you heavily sighed, hands running through your hair. You didn’t think you’d be tired from everything that happened within the last hour.

Quietly, you pushed open your boyfriend’s door, finding him sleeping on his bed, showered, and changed into his plaid pajama pants and a band tee, a different beanie snug on his head. Though some of his snakes were already out, snoring as well. You tugged your converse off and changed into one of his shirts, trying not to make loads of noise. Wincing when you knocked the cup of pens and pencils over while putting some of his stuff away.

Taking in the way he was positioned on the bed, you opted to sleep on top of the covers, staying as far away from him. It was only to not disturb his slumber, but you knew when you felt the bed shift you had woken him up.

“Baby, what’re you doing?” His voice was raspy from sleep.

“Trying not to wake you up.” You reply.

Ajax lifted the blanket up, letting you slide underneath it and into his embrace. “I think you failed.”

“Go back to bed, ’m sorry.” You feel the warmth emitting from his body, legs immediately intertwining with his.

“η όμορφη κοπέλα μου είναι τόσο αξιολάτρευτη.” He said again, kissing your forehead. You hum, fatigue taking over your body. “My beautiful girlfriend is so adorable.”

“Is that what that means?’

“Mhm.” He put his head on top of yours. “Also, don’t worry. I couldn’t sleep without my beautiful girlfriend with me.”

“Go to sleep, my love.” You peck his collarbone. “You can flirt with me in the morning.”

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[baby-bearie]

the incident - ajax petropolus x reader

requested by anon: omg 🙊 ajax x reader where he accidentally stones her and he gets self conscious and avoids reader but it ends with fluff???

pairing: ajax petropolus x fem!reader (referred to as girl/girlfriend)

warnings: swearing, implications of smut, but obvi not actual smut, mentions of a cut/blood

genre: angst with fluff (nobody is shocked), 1.1k words

tags: @sunflowermotel @maraseavey @tinylatina01 @obx-direction-sos @stfukie @voguesir @morgansmoreid @yunhosleftpinky @adoreyou976

The “incident” is not to be invoked. Not by word, not by glance, not by touch.

It seems that is what Ajax decided a week ago after the “incident” occurred. Not a word, not a glance, not a touch has been thrown your way since his beanie slipped off his head when you were sleeping in his dorm, and he woke up next to a statue.

It almost feels as if he never noticed you turned back into flesh. As if everytime he sees you, all he sees is that statue, and not the girl he fell asleep next to that night. As if he can’t talk to a statue.

You try to catch him on several occasions. Leaving class, out in the quad, walking in the hallways. He makes eye contact with you, makes a face like a deer in headlights and immediately turns the other way.

But deer can be trapped. And you have a plan. All it takes is a well-placed fencing saber and a well-timed hiss.

You drop the saber in mock surprise, gripping your hand to cover the palm. You force your face to crumple up as if in pain and take some shaky breaths to deliver the final blow. And then you freeze and wait for the inevitable.

Here it comes. The drop of a book bag and the running footsteps.

“You’re hurt? What happened? Let m’see, let m’see.” Ajax rushes out. He avoids your eyes but pulls at your hands, trying to glimpse at your palm.

“Come with me. Let me clean it. C’mon.” He turns and stalks off towards the botany room nearby. You follow him into it, turning and clicking the lock shut behind you. The deer falls for the bait every time.

Ajax turns on a faucet and, with his back to you, mutters, “C’mere, you should rinse it off.”

“Jax,” You start.

“Just rinse it off, Y/n.”

“Jax.” Your voice is stronger this time and for the first time in a whole week, Ajax turns and deliberately looks at you.

You grin sheepishly and uncurl your hands, revealing a clean, very much intact palm. Ajax frowns. “What? I thought you cut yourself.”

“No. Perfectly fine, Jax.” You shrug, slowly creeping closer to him.

“You’re alright?”

You breathe out. “Not entirely.”

He stands up straighter. “What’s wrong?”

“You.”

He slumps back down, covering his face in his hands. “Y/n, don’t do that. I thought you were hurt. I have to go, we have class.” He tries to move around you, but you catch him.

“Doors locked. I have the key. You’re not going anywhere.” You push him back towards the counter and he leans into it. “Talk.”

He huffs and stares at the ground. He says nothing.

“It was not your fault,” You start when he remains silent. “It was temporary. I am fine, Ajax.” He looks up at the use of his full name. Your glare is intense.

“It sort of was my fault though. It wouldn’t have happened if you were dating a guy who didn’t, you know, have reptiles on his head.”

“I love the reptiles on your head! You know that! I don’t want to date someone who’s not you, Ajax.” You shake your head.

“But you should. It’s safer. And it’s not fair that you’re in danger every time I want to see you.” He folds his hands over his torso, putting a barrier between you.

“I’ve never felt like I was in danger around you.” “Okay, then you have no fight or flight and should get that checked out.” “Stop it.”

“Why have you been ignoring me?” You throw it in his face. The reason you are having this conversation in the first place.

“I woke up in the infirmary, Ajax. I was scared. I didn’t know what happened. Fucking Xavier came when I woke up. I asked for you. He told me you didn’t want to see me.”

“I was busy.” He shrugs. “Bullshit,” You call. “That is bullshit. Why didn’t you come and see me?”

“I had just fucking stoned you, Y/n. I thought you wouldn’t want to see me!” “No! I tried to talk to you so many times this week, and you shut me out every time! Why?” Your voice raises.

“Because I was scared, too!” He snaps. “Is that what you want to hear? I was terrified. I wake up in the morning and my girlfriend is basically a fucking statue next to me and it’s my fault. It’s my fault that I can’t sleep next to my own girlfriend because I can’t control my own snakes. And you were stone, Y/n. You might’ve been scared in the infirmary but I woke up next to you. You didn’t see it. It was the worst moment of my life, and I won’t put you through it again. It’s not fair. It’s not safe. I won’t do it.”

His breath is heavy, chest rising and falling.

“No. You’re wrong. You can’t just decide it’s not safe for me. I understand, you were scared. It was a horrible experience. But it was temporary, Ajax. I am perfectly fine now. And I understand that it might happen again, but I am ready to accept that. It’s my consequence. Not yours.”

You manage to get within a few feet of him, and he stares at your arm instead of your face. He tentatively reaches out for your shoulder. And when his hand finds warm skin and not frigid stone like that morning, he collapses into you. Arms wrapping around your torso, head rested on your shoulder, practically whimpering into your shirt.

“I was so scared.” He whispers. “I thought you would hate me. I thought I hurt you.”

“I’d never hate you. I know you wouldn’t hurt a fly. It’s okay. We’re okay.” You run a hand over his back and he nods into your shoulder. “You’re okay,” He repeats.

He lifts his head off your shoulder but keeps his arms around your back loosely. “You don’t make a half-bad statue, by the way.” He tucks a piece of hair behind your ear and gives you a quick kiss.  

You grin. “Yeah?”

He nods. “You’re a work of art, pretty girl,” He runs a piece of your hair between his fingers.

“Why are you being so nice?” You narrow your eyes at him.

He smiles. “Well, I haven’t seen you in a week, and we’re here now. In a room. Door is locked. You look really beautiful. And I’ve missed you.”

You push your palms onto his chest, pushing yourself off of him. “Absolutely not, perv. We have class.”

“Oh, so now we have class?” “You know, you were so much more tolerable when you were not talking to me.”

[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

[manddor]

fluff with ajax? this boy is so 😫 😫

ikr? and i feel he’s a little underrated! btw, thanks for the request <3 this is a little long! but i hope you like!

ajax petropolus x fem!reader — friends fake dating; angst and fluff

YOU BELONG WITH ME !

Rave'N was approaching and you - despite not liking those things - needed a pair. Even Wednesday who had zero manners with people had a date and so your friends started talking about you. 'You swear nobody asked you to go to the ball?' 'Awn, y/n, don't worry, I'm sure someone will call you soon!’

So you went to Ajax's dorm and thank God he was alone. "Please, be my date for the prom-" you begged. "I swear I didn't want to do this with you, but Enid already has a date" you mumbled, glancing to see if he wouldn't get bitter by the statement. When he gave a small smirk you continued "and people started whispering behind my back about how they feel bad for me! And we've always been best friends, so it wouldn't be weird.." He rolled his eyes. "Please, please, please... you owe me! I gave my answers to you on Tornhill's test."

"Cheating on a test and being your fake date is extremily different..." he looked up, because a snake was starting to come out of his hood. "Okay, I'I go with you." he said trying to hide the animal.

You jumped out of his bed and sprinted to give your friend a hug. "Have I mentioned how much I like you?" he started laughing, hugging you back.

"That's enough, y/n, I need to have energy to pretend I can handle dating you to everyone at Nevermore" he said pushing you away with a smile on his face. "I'll be the best boyfriend you've ever had. Although it won't be difficult at all... people will think it's weird that you're dating someone so nice and handsome like me."

"Don't think so, pretty boy. People will be jealous of you for being with me" you said pointing your finger at his chest. "I'll make you some protection charms...” he rolled his eyes again and pointed to the door and muttered for you to leave. "Oh, another thing.." you giggled. "We need to start this as soon as possible to make it feel more real."

"Ugh, okay, y/n! But after prom, I'II try things with Enid again, okay?" you agreed and finally left his room wishing him a 'goodnight, boyfriend.’

The next morning, in your history class - all the lights in the room were turned off, as your professor was showing a slide about the great war - you were almost asleep, your eyes were heavy and you're fighting with the urge to pay attention in class. Suddenly, Bianca who was sitting next to you punched your arm almost making your head hit the table, you looked around without understanding and you noticed the door was open, with an intense light coming towards you. Xavier was standing next to the old man "Sorry about the confusion Professor, but my friend has something to say."

You were still sleepy, but you were fully aware that it was Ajax walking into the room with a huge bouquet of flowers, with Kent's company who had a sign - which Xavier helped him open - that was written ‘Y/n, would you like to go to Rave'N with me?’.

Holy crap.

"Y/n, honey, would you give me the honor and be my date to prom?" he asked and even your professor had a small smile on his face waiting for you to answer.

The whole class started whispering and Bianca shook you to get up at once to answer the boy who had an adorable smile on his face. You were astonished. You had told him to be your fake date, but you had no idea that his head could think of all that.

"Wow" you whispered, then cleared your throat "Y-yes! I'll go with you, Aj."

"Come here, kid." the professor said and you went to Ajax to hug him.

"I can't believe you did that" you whispered into his ear.

"It was what you deserved" he whispered back and you took the bouquet from his hand which almost fell out of your hands as they were sweating. "I'll see you later honey" he placed a kiss on your cheek and left the room. You stood there still without reaction, watching Xavier congratulate Ajax - both with the brightest smiles you ever saw. All your classmates started applauding.

When you sat down, Bianca's jaw dropped. "Why didn't you told me this before? Ajax is so cute and you guys are a match" you blushed.

The next few days were in the same intensity. He spent every meal at your side, giving you hugs and placing kisses on your cheek or in your forehead, getting a lot of questions from your friends. 'When this started?', 'You've always been so close... we should have noticed' and 'You finally decide to get to know each other deeply!'

Ajax took to answering for you, once you commented that you felt embarrassed with so much attention on you. 'Yeah... we didn't even thought about it, but it happened.'

But something strange happened. You two spent a lot of time together to show your cute little relationship, but he started ghosting you. You thought maybe he was trying to figure how he would fix the things with Enid after that.

"Aj" you called him when you were alone in the hall. "Are you mad at me?" he barely looked at your face. "You haven't spoken to me in a while.”

He looked a long time into your eyes and placed a hand on your arm, squeezing a little bit. "No! No way" he cracked a smirk.

"Great! Because tomorrow is Raven'N and we need to be super connected" you said and his smile disappeared.

"Yeah, I know" he paused for a moment. "I have class now, see you later." and he left. You felt a strange feeling, because you knew he didn’t have any class right now.

At Raven'N's day, you were surprised by how excited you were. It was actually a mix of excitement and anxiety and you didn't know why, but you decided to embrace the feeling. You got dressed up with Bianca and a few other friends, dancing and singing together.

You ended up exchanging a few messages with Ajax and even though things were still a little awkward between the two of you, he was still being cute and funny, like he always was.

And when you went to the ball, the hall was amazing, super decorated and with exciting songs. You started looking for some boy who was covering his hair but failed. "Xav, have you seen Aj?" you asked as the tall boy walked past you.

He seemed to think for a while before answering, his cheeks turning red "He... he was talking to Enid." your heart skipped a few beats. "And he's a little drunk." Shit.

You knew that interrupting their conversation would be an embarrassment, so you decided to wait for him to come talk to you. Even if he didn't spend the prom with you, if he had patched things up with Enid, you'd be happy for him. Right? You were supposed to be happy for him. He was your best friend. Just that.

So when you saw Enid come back with a huge smile on her face, you got worried and decided to look for the boy. Ajax was sitting in the hallway and you could see that he was really drunk. "Aj!"

"Oh, Y/n. I'm so sorry... I failed on that fake date thing" he said putting his hand on his face as if he was embarrassed.

"What are you talking about?" you helped him up and his body was heavier than you imagined. He ended up not answering your question and you didn't insisted. Ajax slipped and his forehead met yours. He laughed.

"I really want to kiss you right now." he whispered. Your heart raced.

"You don't know what you're talking about."

"I do, y/n. I'm the dumbest guy in the world... I wish I had told you this a long time ago." he said running his fingers through your hair. Suddenly, all of your body felt warm.

"And the whole thing with Enid?" you knew asking questions to drunk people wasn't a good idea, but you've wanted to ask him for a while.

"Bullshit, she's just a friend.” he started laughing. “Actually she was helping me how to express my feelings" he said looking into your eyes, your heart cheered. "Fuck" he muttered and before you realized it, he had kissed you. God, how you wish he'd done this sober. But you reciprocated. Pulling him closer and feeling his little snakes stroking your hair.

You stopped the kiss and took your friend to his dorm, leaving some water by his side and a medicine that you knew he would need. The moment he laid down, you were going to leave the room, but he pulled your hand. "Y/n... I'm in-"

"Don't" you interrupted him. "Tell me that when you're sober." and then you left.

You couldn't sleep the whole night. Your heart was impatient, it felt like it had just broken, but this time hurting more. It hurt more because you knew what you were missing, you knew your heart was beating for just one person and maybe it had been beating for all this time and you just realized it now. It hurt even more that he had kissed you while he was drunk, probably knowing that it wouldn't happen when he was sober.

It was Sunday, meaning you were free of classes, but your friends were meeting for lunch together as an after-prom celebration. Ajax was waiting for you in front of your dorm's door and you walked to the place without saying a word. You knew he remembered last night, but he sure as hell regretted it.

"Where were the lovebirds yesterday?" Bianca asked as everyone saw you entering the place hand in hand. "We didn't see you the rest of the party"

"We were very busy yesterday" Ajax smirked and squeezed your hand. You pretended to smile and your friends faces were shocked by the answer.

But you started hearing murmurs behind you as the celebration was going. 'Does he really like her?', 'He's too cute for her...', 'Are you kidding? As soon as they're done, I'm going to ask Y/ n to go out with me, she's extremely hot. Aj is the one who's lucky'.

Ajax felt his face boil with anger, pulling you closer and pressing his lips to yours. You felt your heart beat faster and more desperately. You felt his tongue brush your lips and you gave permission to enter. Your breathing was heavy. He placed his hand on your neck and trailed his fingers down your back to the waist, where he pulled you even closer. You broke up when it looked like you were going to pass out from lack of air.

The entire room was silent, but your gaze didn't break Aj's for a second. What was it all about? "That's my bro" Xavier spoke, breaking the silence of your colleagues.

Once everyone was entertained with conversations and gossip from the ball, you left the place and headed towards the forest. It was raining and it didn't take long for your hair to be completely soaked. That was the best way to get your energy renewed and clear your mind.

You sat on a tree, but it didn't take long to hear footsteps behind you and see Ajax's worried face beside you. "Not in the mood for talking right now" you said putting your face on your knee, feeling the raindrops roll down your cheeks.

"But we need to" he said sitting next to you.

"This fake dating thing was a mistake, you know?" you said, feeling his eyes on you.

"I know I confused you about yesterday-"

"No need to explain yourself, Aj." you interrupted him. He shifted his position and sat in front of you taking both of your hands.

"Yes, I need." you looked into his eyes. "It was really a mistake all this" you already felt your eyes watering. "But everything I said and all my actions yesterday were honest" your heart was beating fast again. "Even though I did it in the world's stupidest way, didn't know if it's reciprocate or-"

"It is." you said without elaborating and he smiled.

"Y/n, I'm in love with you. And I'm saying this in the most sober way possible." you got up and the boy followed you.

"I can't imagine a life without you, Aj. I feel like you belong with me. The same way I belong to you" you said running your hand over his face and kissing him. “I love you.”

[biggestsimponhere]

I wasn’t gonna talk about it, hoping someone else would say it but I’ve seen it too many times now. PLEASE DO NOT tag ships that are NOT in the fanfic. If it’s a fic for Xavier I don’t want to see “Wednesday Addams x reader” or “Tyler Galpin x reader” in the tags. Please tag your fics with the correct ship if it’s Xavier x reader just tag it “Xavier Thorpe x reader” if there’s other characters that ARE NOT with the reader just tag their name without the X reader. I know you want to have more tags so more people see it but there are plenty of other tags such as the show name or “Wednesday Characters x reader”, anyways thank you for coming to my rant.

I’m sorry if this comes off bitchy I just would please like fics to be tagged correctly so I can read what I was actually looking for <3

THIS GOES FOR ALL FANDOMS BTW!!!!!

PLEASE TAG YOUR FICS CORRECTLY, I LOVE YOU ALL, THANK YOU FOR FEEDING US FANFICS 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

[alexdiedin1999]

Ajax petropolis x reader

A/n: I’m so bad at writing but there’s like…two fics under Ajax petropolis x reader and my dude doesn’t deserve that 😔

E/C: eye color

summary: Ajax has been crushing on you for ages, dropping obvious hints every chance he gets. So why don’t you notice? Do you not like him? Something changes when the Rave’n dance comes.

warnings: like longing with fluff, happy ending, sucky writing, reader not picking up on obvious stuff, yelling.

The rave’n dance is coming up soon, and Ajax can’t wait. There’s just one problem. A certain someone doesn’t reciprocate his feelings. he’d dropped the most obvious hints, and they’d brushed them off like nothing had happened. Anyone except them would realize. To recount, these hints included:

•The time he gave you a heart necklace with your initials on it. You’d beamed at him and he almost thought you’d say what he so desperately wanted to hear. But then you said

“This is so sweet! You’re the best friend ever.” His heart sank into his chest. See, if he’d been a little more perceptive, he would’ve also paid attention to how much you were blushing when you gave it to him. But he didn’t.

•it was winter at Nevermore. The snow was thick and you’d dragged him outside, sticking your tongue out to catch the snowflakes. He admired you , your ability to look good even when you didn’t care. You turned to him, and giggled.

“what?” You asked. “Nothing!” He said quickly, looking away. “You were staring at me.” You pressed. “I- you have snow in your hair.” He lied. His face was red, but not from the cold. You shook your head, shaking the invisible flaked of snow from your hair. You were so unreal. The grip you had on his life was debilitating. Now, every time he looked at snow, he thought of you.

• He’d asked you to come over and have a movie marathon with him. He’d meant it as a date, and his heart had sped up when you’d said yes. It was perfect. He felt light as air every time you buried yourself deeper into his side on the way-too-small couch in his room. You thought it was lucky he even got one, considering he didn’t have to room with anyone. You shared with Enid. When you realized how late it was, you reluctantly said good night. He’d never felt better. “This was a great hangout. See you tommorow?” His smile faltered, but only for a second, when he heard the word hangout. He should’ve known you didn’t see him..like that. He hastily said good night.

Mix that with every other signal he’d given you, ever longing touch or small gift, even the way he looked at you. It was obvious. But you never noticed. He wanted to ask you to the Rave’n. So you met up like you did every Wednesday, at the weathervane. You sat, ordering the same thing you did every time. When the topic changed from homework to the Rave’n, he practically jumped at the chance to ask you.

“Y/n, I really want to go to-” Tyler sets the drinks down, interrupting him as he turns to you. “not to sound like a creep, but is there any chance..I could get your number?” You shoot a second long look at Ajax, turning back to Tyler and writing your number on a slip of paper he hands you, giving him your most seductive smile. Ajax feels sick to his stomach. You turn back to him. “Yeah?” You say, eyes wide. “Nothing.” He mutters, and hurriedly leaves after paying for his coffee.

Now he’s in your room, messing with your things while you finish your homework. He changes the song on your speaker, and you look up.

“hey! I liked that song.” You hit his arm playfully. He groans and turns it back. He was going to not pay attention to the song, save for a few nods of his head, but now that you’ve given your approval, he listens. The lyrics are about not confessing when your in love, and his heart tightens. He looks at you, focused on your work. You’re so pretty, your E/C eyes shining as you furrow your brow, furiously writing something down. He decides he can’t wait any longer. All he wants is to say it, to get you out of his head somehow. But instead he thinks about how many times you didn’t pick up on his hints, and he gets frustrated. He knows you’ve noticed. So why haven’t you done anything?

“Why do you keep rejecting me?” He asks. Your head shoots up, your eyes widening. He regrets what he’s said immediately.

“What?” You say, panic coursing through you. The truth was, you’d been trying to get Ajax to notice the crush you had on him for ages, dropping subtle signs that you were into him every now and then. “If you don’t like me I get it, but you have to stop being so…I don’t know.” He instinctively tries to run his hands through his hair before realizing his beanie is on.

“I..I’m so confused.” You say, trying to get it together as realization sets in. He steps closer. “God! You keep leading me on and then saying we’re just friends! Do you like me or not?” He doesn’t yell, not quite. He would never yell at you. But he’s frustrated, and it’s obvious. It’s not your fault, really. You’d both been misreading the situation forever.

“You like me back?” You say, happiness overwhelming you. His anger disappears, and he walks closer to you.

“God you can be so oblivious.” He groans. You move your face closer to him, smiling. “But you still like me.” You whisper to him, and he grins. “Yeah I do.” You kiss him, happily. You stay like that till you both need to come up for air. He looks away before asking, “do you want to go to the Rave’n with me?” You feel ecstatic as you nod, blushing a deep shade of scarlet. He smiles impossibly wider and reconnects your lips eagerly. Then another question pops into his head. He wishes they would stop so he can just enjoy the moment, the feel of your soft lips against his, but he feels inclined to ask.

“I thought you liked Tyler?” You grin at him as you readjust yourself onto his lap so you can kiss easier.“No, I just wanted to see if that would make you angry.” Relief flows through him. “Did it?” His hands press against your waist. “I don’t know, did it?” You reply against his lips. He doesn’t respond beyond pressing another fervent kiss against your lips, and that’s enough.

[wednesdayincorrectquotespt]

Y/n: Two years ago, I married my best friend

Y/n: Wednesday & Ajax weren't too happy about it, but Enid and I thought it was hilarious

[4jax4jax]

Rebuffed

Sub Ajax Petropolus x Dom Reader

Summary: Denial is the greatest pleasure of life.

Warnings: 18+, aged up, M x F, strong orgasm denial, crying, vaginal sex, handjob, blowjob, choking, slapping, mild-bondage, lots of begging, use of the titles “ma’am” and “mommy”.

Word count: 2.6K

You knocked on Ajax’s door and waited for a few seconds before he opened it, looking down at you and a smile almost immediately appearing on his face. 

“Hey, what’re you doing here?”

“Hey Ajax, just wanted to come see you. Couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

You pushed him back and shut the door behind you. You had been looking up at him with sultry eyes. He looked at you with a confused expression before finally breaking into a smile. 

“I guess that's one way of saying hello.” 

He chuckled lowly, mostly to himself, before speaking again. 

“What brings you today?”

He seemed almost completely oblivious as to what you were insinuating. It was endearing. 

“Just thought I’d stop by and say hello to my favorite person.”

You reached out your hand and placed it over his shoulder, pulling yourself closer to him.

He grins widely as he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you in closer. The contact made you sigh softly.

“You know me too well. Come in, let’s have some fun.”

“What kind of fun?” 

You ask, sensing you both had completely different things in mind. 

His grin widens even more.

“Well, how about we start with dinner? We can talk and catch up while we eat. Then afterwards, maybe we can go out for ice cream or something? Sounds good?”

You give a light sigh as if you were contemplating it. After a few seconds, you gave him a suggestive smile.

"I was thinking of a different kind of fun."

You began to push him back slowly and towards his bed. His eyes light up with excitement, and a glint of something else. 

“Oh really? Tell me what you have in mind then.” 

By the time you had spoken again, his knees were pressed against the edge of his bed frame. You stopped moving him back and instead just pushed him down by his shoulders so he was sitting. He smirked up at you in excitement and reached out to hold your hips in his large hands.

“For starters, I was thinking I could tie you to your bed and have my way with you, then from there on I decide how I want to use you.” 

You reached out and traced his jawline with your fingers.

He gulped subtly before taking a small shuddering breath. He nodded and looked up at you with wide eyes, almost looking frightened.

“A-Alright, let’s do it.”

With an evil smile, you roughly laid him out against the plush cushions and blankets of his bed.

"Stay still."

You ordered with a stern voice. You turned around and opened his dresser and pulled out a roll of rope. As you had done all of this, he stared at you wide-eyed, obviously scared, but also aroused.

“Y-Yes ma'am.”

You walked back over to him and quickly straddled him, rope in between both your hands. You pulled his wrists towards your own body and began to tie them up. 

He tried to move away from you, but you held onto him tightly and whispered in his ear.

“Don't worry love, I won't hurt you. Just relax and enjoy this.” 

With that, you lean back away from his face and finish tying both of his wrists before securing them to his headboard and looking down at him.

“How do you feel, baby?"

Your voice was filled with true genuine care, wanting to use him however you pleased but also wanting to make sure he was comfortable.

He gulps nervously and takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself.

“T-This isn't so bad...I guess..”

You leaned down and lifted his chin and began to kiss his neck, feeling him shiver and sigh.

He moans softly and closes his eyes, enjoying the sensation.

“Mmm..that feels amazing.”

You gently brought your hand up to his neck and lightly squeezed it, testing the feeling. He gasped slightly, then it had dissipated into a soft moan. He had been unable to contain the pleasure he was feeling, despite the feeling being foreign. 

“Yes.. please don't stop.”

You cracked a small smile in amusement at his neediness so early on. 

"You like it that much, hm?"

You questioned as you squeezed his throat harder and began to kiss him on his collarbones.

He trembles beneath you and whimpers, arching into your touch, practically begging for any stimulation, in any way he could get it. 

“Yes.. please keep going..”

"Beg for it."

He looks up at you pleadingly, desperately wanting you to continue no matter what. He was slowly but surely getting to the point where he’d do anything to have you satisfy him. 

“Please, let me feel all of this. Please.. Give me more.”

You smirk down at him and slap his cheek lightly, making sure not to hit him too hard yet.

"You can do better than that. Beg harder."

He blushes deeply, averting his gaze.

“P-Please, let me love you. Make me yours.”

You grab him by his jaw and slap him harder this time. The expression on your once smiling face had turned into one of anger. Your tone had dropped, and every word you spoke was laced with rage. 

"Look at me when I'm talking to you, Ajax, or you get nothing.”

His cheeks flush deeper with embarrassment as he meets your gaze, nodding slowly, not wishing to be scolded anymore, despite it burning a new flame inside of him.

“Y-Yes, Ma'am. Anything you want. I’m sorry..” 

You smirk and lean down to lick his neck all the way up to his ear, before softly whispering into it.

"Good boy”

You finally lift your body up and grind onto him gently, teasing him. He groaned loudly, panting heavily as you teased him further, until eventually you gave in and allowed him to experience true bliss. 

You sunk down onto his dick and squeezed his neck tightly. He cried out in pleasure and tried to move his hands to touch you, but the rope prohibited it.

“Please let me free Ma’am, I need to touch you..” 

You lean down to kiss him, obliging only because you had missed the feeling of his warm hands all over your body. You leaned forward and untied his hands, watching as they immediately flew to grab onto your hips without permission. 

You pull back and smile evilly before pulling your hand back and slapping him across the face. He yelped in surprise and stared at you wide eyed, trying to process what happened. Aside from the red mark that was slowly appearing, his face was already flushed and red from embarrassment and arousal. 

“W-What was that for?” 

You give him a smile out of fake pity and run your hand gently over the mark before leaning down and kissing the area.

"I'm sorry baby, just couldn't help it. You looked too good."

He smiles softly and nuzzles against your touch, clearly relieved that you didn't actually hurt him. 

“Thank you, Ma'am. It felt amazing.” 

His gratefulness for everything you did only fueled the narrative of how absolutely desperate he was for you always, and how much he truly adored you. You smiled and kissed him quickly on the lips before returning to grinding and riding him.

He moaned louder and started thrusting upwards, pushing himself closer and closer towards climax. His breathing stuttered and quickened and his eyes fluttered shut as he reached the peak of ecstasy. He threw his head back against his pillow and practically screamed out a moan. 

You slow down your movements to a torturous pace, grinding your hips down against him and watching as he practically shrivels at the change in pace. 

"You wanna cum, Baby?"

He nods vigorously, panting heavily from the intense exertion. His eyes opened wide and he looked at you with pleading eyes, wanting nothing more than for you to bring him to his orgasm. 

“Yes, please.. Please let me cum.”

It would never be that easy, he always knew that.

"Beg for it then.” 

You clenched around him as your body moved slowly. His breathing shuttered and his eyes involuntarily rolled to the back of his head, an intense shiver running all the way through his body.  

His breath hitched and he looked pleadingly into your eyes, begging with every ounce of strength he had. His voice was whiny and breathless, he sounded so helpless, but not helpless enough. 

“Please, Ma'am. I need this so badly..Please let me cum.” 

You shook your head disapprovingly, making him whimper. 

"You're not being convincing enough, try harder, then maybe I'll consider it."

He gulps audibly and closes his eyes, willing himself to obey your command. 

“Ma’am...please let me cum. I'm begging you, please let me cum..”

You leaned down so your faces were practically touching, your lips barely grazing him as you spoke.

"Tell me how good you feel, baby."

He gasps loudly, trembling beneath you.

He takes a deep breath as he begins to tell you how amazing it feels, each word punctuated by an increasingly desperate plea. 

“Please Mommy.. I can barely control myself anymore.. You feel so good.. Please, let me cum.” 

"No. You’ll be a good boy and take what I give to you, and you will only cum when I tell you to, understood?" 

You wrapped your hand around his throat once more, squeezing harder than before. He whimpered in fear, but nodded obediently. 

“Y-Yes, ma'am. I understand, I'll do whatever you say. Just please let me cum soon.” 

He was breathless, all of his energy being put into holding out for you to please you, he wanted nothing more than to be good for you.

You lifted yourself off of his dick and kneeled down, taking him into your mouth instead. You deepthroated him with ease and looked up at him for his reaction.

His entire body trembled with pleasure as you did so, and he could barely form words through the sheer intensity of it all. He moaned loudly, unable to contain his intense expression. 

“Oh my god.. You’re incredible..Don't stop now, please.. don't stop.”

You took his dick out of your mouth and gently kissed the tip before teasingly running your tongue around the head. You looked up at him with a seductive look in your eyes. 

He groaned softly, feeling like he was about to explode. His hips began thrusting involuntarily against your touch, desperately trying to reach completion through your control. 

“Please, Mommy, please let me cum. I’ll do anything for you, please..”

He pleaded, sounding more desperate than ever. You began to use your hands to jerk him off quickly, taking him close to his climax before pulling away completely, torturing him and making sure he didn't cum.

He cried out in frustration, his body shaking from the pleasure that had been denied to him. His breathing became labored and he pleaded again as he pouted, more urgently and loudly this time. 

“Please, Ma’am, Let me cum. I need it.” 

"Tell me how badly you need it, baby."

Your fingernail circled around the head of his dick, teasingly slowing down when you reached the underside. 

He moans louder than ever at that, begging you to let him cum. He was becoming hopeless. Tears begin streaming down his face as he begs you over and over. 

“Mommy, I’m begging you please, please let me cum. I need you so badly it hurts.”

You smiled at the sight of his tears and leaned forward to lick them off of his face.

"I know baby, but you can't yet."

Your words were laced with venom, luring him in with false hope and crushing his faith. 

He looked up at you with pleading eyes, desperate for release, desperate for you. 

"Please, Mommy.”

He whispers, voice softer than ever. 

“Let me cum."

You ignore him and wrap your lips around his tip, sucking harshly as you slowly rubbed his thighs with your soft hands. He gasps in surprise, not expecting such an intense sensation. His whole body shakes as he tries to hold back his orgasm, but it won't be enough for much longer.

He was exhausted from holding back for so long, but he wanted nothing more than to be good for you, and he’d sacrifice his own pleasure just to see you proud of him. 

“Good boy.”

You sensed his immense struggle and knew he deserved praise. And as always, he was over the moon to hear you talk to him that way. 

“Please don’t make me wait any longer, I can’t take it.”

"I'll make you wait as long as I want, and you'll listen to me, because you're nothing but a needy slut who wants nothing more than to cum for your mommy, isn’t that right?” 

Despite his struggle, he grins widely, nodding eagerly. He could barely keep his eyes open at this point, looking so dazed and fucked out without cumming even once. 

“Yes, Mommy. Anything for you. I'm yours forever, I belong to you.” 

You wrap your free hand around his throat and squeeze, cutting off his airflow and watching as his eyes rolled back into his head.

"Beg for mercy then." 

He cries out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, struggling against your grip. You can feel his pulse racing through his neck as he desperately searches for air, tears streaming down his cheeks. 

“Please, I’ll do anything for you, I love you more than anything, I’m yours to use and control no matter what, I worship you, I belong to you, please.” 

You let go and smile at his pleas. Once you had let go of his neck you pushed his head to the side, as if you had just slapped him. 

"That's more like it, if you want to cum, you must beg for it, like a good slut I know you can be." 

He gulps, nodding quickly before taking a deep breath and letting out a shaky sigh of relief. 

“Yes, Ma’am. Anything for you. Please, let me cum.”

"No."

You give him a fake sweet smile and straddle him once again, grinding yourself against him.

He whined in pleasure, unable to contain the overwhelming sensation that was building inside him. His hands reach up to grasp your hips, desperate for even more contact. The grip he had on you made you wonder if when he let go if there’d be a mold of his fingers. 

“Please, Mommy... I can't take this anymore. Let me cum..”

You give into his pleas and lift yourself before moving so his dick is finally inside you. You sigh in pleasure and clench around him.

His body shudders as he feels your warm embrace enveloping him, his breathing becoming erratic. With one final thrust, he lets out an animalistic moan, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout his entire being. 

You let out a breathy and loud moan as you felt his hips lift off the bed with such force that you were questioning just how strong he really was. He had been fucked so deep into you, you couldn’t possibly be any closer to him at this point. 

His entire body shook and shuttered, not being able to contain himself after suppressing it for as long as he could. He was letting moan after moan spill out of his mouth, the torture he endured finally becoming worth it as he shot load after load into you. 

“Thank you so much.. Oh my god, I love you so much..”

He all but whimpered out, sounding as pathetic and defeated as ever, just the way you liked it. 

“You did so good for me, love.”

[bvidzsoo]

first time whit ajax??

Sweethearts

A/N: Hey, anon, sorry it took me this long to write your request, I was trying to figure out how I would write it. I hope you like it though, and my requests are still open, so ask away freely but nothing too nsfw, please! Thank you for reading <3 Your feedback is always appreciated

Masterlist

okay, so...you and Ajax met when you both started attending Nevermore Academy

you didn't notice each other at first, because you were pretty much only focusing on learning to control your powers since you were a witch, and Ajax was busy making friends

and then, one night, you and Bianca were hanging out when she told you about her crush on Xavier

after that day, you started paying more attention to the boy, having promised Bianca you'd keep your eyes on him to see if he was showing any signs of returning her crush

and that is when you noticed him, Ajax, the cute gorgon guy, who would laugh loudly at everyone's jokes, whose eyes were always shining, and were warm and accepting, and whose smile made your heart race

however, you couldn't focus on having a crush at the moment as your powers were messing around with you and you could not do even just one spell correctly, it was hilarious but frustrating

that is, until you accidentally told Bianca about seeing Ajax tripping in the hallway a few days ago and how you rushed to help him, but couldn't help but blush when he chuckled embarrassed and thanked you for picking up his belongings

it took only seconds for Bianca to realize you had this massive crush on the boy

and so, she started setting the two of you up since she and Xavier were hanging out more and more, she figured it wouldn't hurt anyone if she told the guy about your harmless crush on Ajax, and just to her luck, Xavier told her, that Ajax felt the same way about you

so really, that was the defining moment for your relationship, after that, Bianca and Xavier would drag you and Ajax along when they would go on dates and would act sickeningly sweet to each other just to make you and Ajax uncomfortable so that the two of you would walk off and be on your own

and it worked, because in just a few months, you and Ajax started dating

you felt like the luckiest girl on earth

Ajax was sweet, funny, playful, understanding, and would always help you practice your spells

he once offered to be your experiment subject and ended up having green-colored skin for a whole week, it was absolutely hilarious

things went slowly between the two of you because Ajax was shy and you weren't exactly big on physical contact, so it took a long time for the two of you to even kiss...but after the ice was broken you didn't beat around the bush for much longer

you have had a stressful week full of exams and so you decided to meet up with Ajax in your room, Bianca was sleeping over at Xavier's, so the room was all yours, to watch a movie

horror, to be more exact, because The Quiet Ones was your favorite and Ajax had never seen it...which he wasn't the happiest about, he hated horror

but he had made hot cocoa for the two of you and you bought some popcorn and so, after getting all cozy and under the blanket, the two of you cuddled and started watching the movie

your back was pressed up against Ajax's chest as you lay between his legs, it was very comforting and comfy

you would quietly giggle every time Ajax flinched and he'd mutter from time to time, that he would not get a wink of sleep tonight

and oh boy, was he right

sometime during the movie Ajax's left hand moved from your waist to your thigh, but you didn't give it much attention, he liked resting his hand there

however, each time he'd squirm because of the movie, his grip would tighten around your thigh and it would make you gulp, you were trying very hard to keep your focus on the movie

and the fact that his rings, cold against your skin, would dig into your flesh, was turning you on, meanwhile, his other hand rubbing circles on your hip wasn't being very helpful either

but you took a deep breath and kept your attention on the movie, trying to focus on the dialogue, but you've seen the movie so many times that you already knew it at this point and it wasn't offering you much distraction

Ajax, poor soul, was doing all of that just to keep himself calm and from screaming because of the movie

he hated every single moment of it, but he really liked you, so he decided to suck it up

however, you caught his attention when you pulled the blanket off yourself and cleared your throat, tying up your long hair, "You okay?"

hearing Ajax talking startled you making you jump, his voice was lower than usual, and you bit your lip before speaking up, "Yes, of course."

"Are you sure, you've been fidgeting around for a while now..." of course, sweet Ajax, worried for you always, you really loved that about him, however, he didn't need to worry now

besides feeling horny, you were fine

"Sure, babe." You muttered and turned your head slightly, flashing him a small smile, however, Ajax's eyes widened at your flushed face

were you really okay?

"Are you feeling hot?!" He asked alarmed, thinking that you were having a fever or something as he felt your forehead, but didn't feel your skin burning, lessening his worry

you bit your lower lip as you looked at your boyfriend's lips, his fingers gently rubbing your skin, and decided in a split second, that the movie you were watching wasn't really important at the moment

so you leaned up and kissed Ajax, taking him off guard, but it didn't take him much to reciprocate your kiss as he turned you to face him, making you climb onto his lap

the two of you started making out, the movie long forgotten

it didn't take long for the making out to turn heated and before you could think, you were grinding against Ajax, making him grip your hips harder as he moaned into your mouth

those sounds weren't unfamiliar to you, you had done this and that with him, though you had never done it

not because you didn't trust Ajax, you just didn't feel ready up until now

and so when you started fumbling with Ajax's belt, to undo it, he cupped your cheeks and pulled back, making you open your eyes

your chest was heaving and your body filled with want as you gazed into his eyes

and as if he understood how you felt, he held you against his body and flipped the two of you over

"Ajax, I want to do it." you had whispered as you looked up at him, pulling him down, lips barely brushing against each other

"Are you sure?" he had whispered back, caressing your cheek as your legs went around his waist

you nodded and it was all Ajax needed to connect his lips to yours and continue where you left off

he was sweet and attentive

and would ask if you felt alright

and if whatever he was doing was hurting you, which it was, but you tried to take the pain and it gradually got better, but never actually disappeared

so because of that, Ajax took it slow at first, really, only moving when you told him to, and despite he, himself, feeling like he was in heaven, your tightness making his mind go blank, he ground himself and placed all of his attention on making you feel good

and despite the pain, you could still feel a bit of pleasure and couldn't help but moan a few times, making it hard for Ajax to keep his slow tempo in order not to cause more pain

he adored hearing that sound coming from your mouth

he'd groan in your ear when you'd clench around him, holding your head tightly against his shoulder, eyes shut tightly, as you held onto him, nails digging into the smooth skin of his back

you have never felt safer than it that moment, conscious that Ajax would never do anything on purpose to hurt you, and you were so thankful that you waited until now

because Ajax was the perfect partner and you loved him

waiting for the right person was a good choice

[nevermore-baby]

The Poe Cup Aftermath

description: as poe cup came around, you had to make a tough choice. You decided to help the Black Cats while going against your boyfriends' hall. The Black Cats won, thanks to you, but now you need to face your sore loser boyfriends.

characters: xavier thorpe x afab!reader x ajax petropolus

all characters are over 18

warnings: nsfw 18+ (minors do not interact), pet names (angel, sweetheart, baby), very little use of y/n, established relationship, established boundaries and consent, although still mentioned, aftercare, fingering, penetrative sex (p in v), safe sex implied but not mentioned, oral (m receiving), way too much scene setting, let me know if i missed anything

wordcount: 2066

You were sitting at the table, enjoying the cake and bathing in the aftertaste of winning and happiness, radiating from your friends. Although you were happy for them, there was something inside you that made you anxiously look around and dive into your thoughts from time to time.

“What’s up with them?”Yoko's voice snapped you out of your head. You followed her gaze, and there were Xavier and Ajax – rid of their joker costumes already, much to your disappointment. Xavier sat there, head down, poking the cake apathetically, while Ajax was looking at something far - looking as he was contemplating the purpose of his entire existence. “So dramatic”, you thought to yourself. 

“Well, someone is being a sore loser”, you remarked, turning back to your cake.

“Their lack of planning is not an excuse to ruin a perfectly normal cake. Xavier has been dissecting it for ages.” Enid scrunched her nose. “Yuck!”

You nodded absentmindedly. To be frank, you weren’t paying much attention to the conversation – well, you were happy to be some sort of help and contribute to your friends’ win (first in ages!), but it was just a matter of time before certain they found out about your part in their lost. In your defense, you really wanted to spend some quality time with them the night before the boat race, which, amongst other things, might have contributed to the “lack of planning” leading to an inevitable downfall.

It wasn’t long until you felt a heavy gaze on your back. You shifted in your seat uncomfortably, scanning the room with your eyes, until you stumbled upon Xavier’s eyes - and that’s when you knew your game was over.

You looked away quickly - too quickly for your liking - catching a glimpse of Xavier motioning to Ajax to get up. Realising you don’t have a chance to pretend to be super invested in the conversation taking place at your table, you moved on to plan B - flight. 

“See you guys later, gotta go”, - you squealed, standing up awkwardly and walking hastily through the yard. You manage to get to the building, away from the crowd, getting ready to sprint down the hall, when you felt someone’s hand on your elbow, yanking you back. You recognised Xavier, although he wasn’t looking at you. Chin up, hand on your elbow, Xavier didn’t show any signs of acknowledgement of your presence. You were silently led, Ajax caging you on the other side, to Xavier’s empty dorm. 

In those couple of minutes, you rehearsed your apology a dozen times. See that, it’s not like you did it to go against them. No, you just wanted to help a friend out, help Ophelia Hall, you knew Enid was getting stressed…

None of that would have gotten you out of what’s to come, though.

You felt Xavier let go of your elbow, seconds later feeling Ajax nudging on your back, trying to get you to move. Distracted by your thoughts, you didn’t realise you reached the dorm. You stumbled before the open door, walking in just a moment later.

Xavier has already made his way to the bed, sitting down, followed closely by Ajax. Ajax - your sweet, sweet Ajax - didn’t even look at you, prepping himself against the table, hands crossed at the chest.

You opened your mouth to speak, but closed it before you got a chance to explain yourself.

“So”, began Xavier. “We heard some interesting rumours today at lunch, while you were celebrating Ophelia Hall victory. Have any clue what that rumour might be about?” He asked, quirking a brow at you.

You shook your head, staring at the floor - that crack in the wood over there was looking mighty entertaining.

“We’ve heard that there allegedly was someone from our hall that made it out of their way to help the Black Cats in the boat race. I wonder, who could that be?”, continued Xavier, now standing right in front of you.

You looked to the side, so you wouldn’t face any of the boys,  chewing your lower lip anxiously 

“Cmon, baby”, said Xavier, getting hold of your chin. “Just tell us the truth. We won’t be mad.”

“Speak for yourself”, you heard Ajax remark, causing your breath to hitch.

“I’m sorry, I-, I just wanted to help Enid out, she was so stressed…”, you began to blubber, quickly losing your train of thought.

“I don’t have time for this”, Ajax said, and seconds later you felt him grab your forearms to turn you to face his way, Xavier stepping back. “On your knees, sweetheart.”

Those words went straight to your core, causing your knees to buckle, dropping to the floor with a loud thump.

“Look at you, angel, still can follow orders. I would even say you are such a good girl listening to us and doing everything to make us feel good, but you didn’t think about it when you helped the Black Cats, did you?” Xavier snickered.

“I said, I can explain, I just-“, you began, but was once again interrupted by Ajax, who you could tell was losing his patience.

“As much as I’d love to hear your excuses, I am getting a little tired of waiting. How about you get on with it and suck me off already?” He said, unbuckling his pants and moving his boxers out of the way.

“Now be a good girl and open up. Remember what to do if you want to stop?”

You nodded, enamoured by the look of his cock - no matter how many times you saw it, something about it made every time feel like the first time.

“Words, angel”, you heard Xavier add from the back.

“Yes. Tap your thigh twice”, you said breathily, your speech faltering. Your mouth fell open and you could feel Ajax’s dick slide in, further and further, until hitting the back of your throat, causing you to gag.

“Jeez, baby, you mouth just gets better and - f-fuck - better.” Ajax’s shaky breaths were interrupting his speech.

You whimpered quietly against his dick at the praise, vibrations causing Ajax to swear under his breath. You continued to suck him off diligently, sucking in your cheeks, paying special attention to his red tip.

“Get up”, he stopped unexpectedly, leaning back. 

When you lost yourself for a second, you felt Xavier’s hands on you, raising you up. He pressed his lips harshly to yours, drawing out a moan from you. 

“You’re honestly such a slut sometimes, darling”, Ajax was still out of breath.

“She is, isn’t she?”, Xavier said, pulling away from you.

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Now you were balancing on your hands and elbows on the bed, you heard bobbing up and down between Ajax’s spread legs. He reclined himself against the headboard, looking down at you. He was now shirtless, so you got to enjoy his beautiful chest and arms. 

You heard clothes rustle behind you, bed dipping. Xavier’s hands made their way straight to your core. He pressed his long fingers right against your clit. Your rhythm faltered, and you pulled away, coughing. 

“What’s the matter, y/n? Can even make your boyfriend feel nice without gagging? What a pity”, his fingers began to harshly circle your clothed clit. You moaned, trying to move away from the harsh touch, in the meantime putting your mouth back to work.

Xavier pulled your underwear off you, exposing your heat to the cold air, temperature difference making shivers crawl up your back. You felt his fingers slip inside - two at a time - roughly curling up to hit the spongy spot inside that made you almost see stars. Your whimpers were silenced by Ajax’s hips rutting up.

You were becoming a mess, clenching your walls around Xavier’s fingers. Xavier chuckled, continuing to pump his fingers in and out, hitting the right spot every damn time. Your legs were giving out, mouth basically falling open for Ajax to use. Rutting into the warmth of your mouth one last time, he came with a guttural groan, hands limping weakly and letting go of your hair. You swallowed his release, too distracted by chasing your own release to care. 

As through a layer of water, you suddenly heard Ajax’s “Don’t you dare make her cum” and then everything stopped. 

“No, no, no…” you mewled, clenching around nothing, desperate for any friction, but Xavier’s strong hands held your thighs open. You heard Ajax chuckle, looking smug and proud of himself. 

“Xavi, baby, pleeease”, you whined, turning to face Xavier, tear-filled eyes and a pout - you knew he had a soft spot for that, but before you could see his reaction, Ajax spoke, grabbing your hair to pull you up to his face.

“You really think you deserve it, sweetheart? After what you pulled at the boat race? You made a decision like a big girl, now face the consequences - like a big girl.” Not giving you any time to answer, he kissed you harshly, only letting go when he felt you struggle to breath. 

“You’re such a meanie sometimes, Ajax”, you murmured against his lips, although you didn’t really mean it - and he knew. 

“As if that's not why you like me so much”, Ajax retorted, his impression smug. You couldn’t disagree.

“Be careful there, baby, you’re gonna give him an ego”, Xavier noted, from the back, lightening the mood a little. 

You smiled softly - you loved them too much to be upset any longer - but you knew the night wasn’t over.

“You ready there, angel? Xavier’s hands crawled up your thighs, getting a good grip, bringing you back to reality. A quick “yes”, and you felt him plunge - all the way in, giving you no time to adjust. Ajax’s hand was caressing your back, another one on your clit distracting you from a noticeable stretch - two fingers wasn’t nearly enough to get you prepared - silencing your whimpers with kisses. Your vision was getting blurry and clouded with tears, the pressure on your clit not enough to make you come, but enough to get you overwhelmed with sensations. 

“Oh, fuck”, Xavier panted. “I can feel her clenching already.”

You were close - dangerously close - to coming, but you knew coming without permission right now would get you into so much trouble later.

“Ajax, baby… a-argh… can I c-come? Please, I'll do anything, I just wanna c-”. You were a blubbering mess, face red with tears and hair matted to your face.

“I’ll remember to take you up on that offer some time. Now, come for us.” You cried out, eyes shut, slumping against Ajax’s chest. Xavier thrusts lost their rhythm and there he was chasing his own high.

The next few minutes all of you were silent, heavy breathing filling the room. 

“You’re with us, baby?”, you heard Ajax ask, nodding ever-so-slightly. 

“Jeez, my man, you really worn her out”, Ajax noted softly, looking up at Xavier. 

“We did. Well, she did - me - too”.

They let you come down from your high a little longer, starting to shuffle around. 

“Come on, baby, let’s get you cleaned up”, Ajax asked, trying to get you up.

“No, just wanna cuddle”, you mewled, pouting at the gorgon. He watched you with soft eyes, sighing - giving up - and settling back with you, pulling you into his chest. 

“I’ll bring the towel”. Xavier, still feeling his post orgasm, braced himself, pushing himself up off the bed. “Not before I get my apology kiss, though”. He turned to you, capturing your lips in his before letting go moments later. 

He comes back in a minute, wet, warm towel in hands, sliding it over your body while Ajax moves you around like a ragdoll. You hissed at the sensation of the towel coming between you legs, shivering. 

“Sorry, angel”, Xavier murmurs, offering you an apologetic smile. 

When your boyfriends deem you clean enough to hold off showering for just some time, the three of you settle in bed - your back pressed against Ajax’s, facing Xavier. 

“So, wanna tell us how you came up with your great plan?” Xavier grins widely, teeth showing between his lips. 

“You know we weren’t really mad, right?” Ajax adds, his lips close to your ear. Oh, you knew, you always did. “We were upset that we lost, but never with you, alright?”

You nod, kissing each of the boys, before sitting up. 

“Well”, you begin after settling in comfortably. “It all started when Enid…”

[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.

[bl1ngringz]

THURSDAY'S CHILD

pairing: ajax x reader, a bit of enid x reader if you squint

warnings: none, basically just fluff, a litte bit of ooc

a/n: first time writng for wedneday! this was mainly inspired by txt song and morticias poem!

– a sister? you have a sister and you never told me? and she is coming to study here?

enid excitedly paced back and forth in the center of the room she shared with Wednesday who, unlike her roommate, was sitting on her bed packing a small bag.

– I saw no reason to share this and there was no period when it was useful to comment on this fact. besides, I had already spoken on the day of visitation

this made enid stop pacing the room for a few seconds, vaguely remembering seeing a girl in a school uniform with the wednesday family for a few seconds. she didn't remember her face well, only that it was very different from her wed.

– and what is she like? is she like you? and she's got a little hand like-hey, where are you going?

– I'm going to return some things. we used to play psycho killer, it will be a disappointment if she doesn't know if she turns around on her own. by this time, thursday must already be exploring.

and she was right. you had just left the principal's office after orientation about the school, your dorm and your class schedule.

y/n addams, aka thursday, and now the sister of wednesday addams as she would likely be known for the next few days, walked carefully through the school hallways.

right, left, stairs…which stairs? this school more complicated than her old one, as the headmistress wanted her to find out easily? she regretted not having asked her sister to come to her.

but what would be the fun in looking for her to try to scare her later then?

as she walked carefully with a small bag, she was the target of stares from some students passing by, confused by the new face they hadn't seen.

– hey, do you need any help? you seem to be quite confused where to go

turning, she looked at the boy who was talking to her: tall, blue cap with something that definitely wasn't hair threatening to come out. a friendly smile occupied his face.

"that must be the gargoyle boy that wednesday mentioned"

– if you don't tell wednesday addams about this, I would appreciate it if you would guide me to where the dorms are. from there i can go alone

this elicited a small expression of surprise, which lasted for a few seconds before returning to the small smile, from the boy who walked beside her.

– it's easy to get there, you were on the way. by the way, you're the new student, right? my name is ajax

– my name is y/n, but you can call me thursday, usually everyone calls me that

– like the poem? thursday has…

– far to go. exactly

walking side by side, a few short laughs were exchanged along with smiles during the short walk. a friendly conversation that, despite being the first, made people outside think they were longtime friends

– and her colleague is enid. you guys will probably get along, she gets along with pretty much everyone

– she's the werewolf, isn't she? I've heard quite a bit about her!

finally arriving in front of her dorm, you knocked on the door and, while waiting for your roommate to answer, ajax couldn't help but bring up a small topic. there was no need, she just felt it was better than just saying "bye" and going back to her chores.

– so what's your third class tomorrow?

– I think botanical sciences, I'm pretty sure of that

a small smile appeared on the boy's face.

– we are in the same class. do you want to have lunch together after class tomorrow? I can show you more from here

– would be coo-

you were interrupted by the dorm door opening, revealing yoko, divina and, surprisingly, enid, who cut the girl off, greeted her and led her into the room, leaving only you to give a thumbs up.

that made the teenager give a small laugh before walking back to his primordial path before anyone asked about his presence there.

really, thurday has far to go. and both of them were excited about that

[baby-bearie]

shut up - ajax petropolus x reader

a/n: if i can’t find the angst, then i will write the angst

pairing: ajax petropolus x reader

warnings: fights, cussing, the usual cheese

genre: angst with fluff, 1.2k words

tags: @sunflowermotel @maraseavey @tinylatina01 @obx-direction-sos @stfukie @voguesir @morgansmoreid @yunhosleftpinky @adoreyou976

“C’mon. Don’t do that.” Ajax huffs, hands stuffed in his pockets. He stands a good eight feet away from you.

“Do what? Seriously, Jax, do what? Tell me what we are doing, I would love to know.” Your eyes widen as you speak.

Ajax is an ass. Ajax has no idea how to communicate. Ajax is telling you, after about two years of flirting and leading you on, that he needs space to figure out what he wants.

“Don’t do that! I’m not doing this to be mean, Y/n. I seriously just need to figure my own shit out. Give me some fuckin’ time!”

You want to scream. You want to shove his stupid beanie into his stupid face and accept the rocky consequences. “Time? You want time?” You seethe.

He does not take the hint that he should immediately say no. “Yes! I swear, Y/n, I do like-” “Shut up, Ajax. Fuck you.”

You interrupt him. Ajax groans at the sky and prepares to deal with the next argument you throw at him, but it never comes. He looks back at you, and is terrified.

There are tears in your eyes. And he has no idea when they began or what he’s done, but Ajax is speechless for the first time in years. Finally, after standing so far from you during this whole spectacle, he takes one step towards you. “Y/n, don’t cry, I didn’t mean to upset you.”

You take a step back. “Shut up. God, just shut up,” your voice is weak and you sniffle in the pauses between words. Ajax feels each pause somewhere in his stomach, a hit to his soul. “You know what, Ajax,” you back further away from him, “You want time, you got it. Take all the time you need. Take forever. It doesn’t matter anymore. I can’t wait anymore for you to decide whether or not you actually want me. You have ruined me for two years. I won’t give you more time, Ajax. Take it for yourself.”

You finish strong, which you think is a win. At least you have not lost all of your dignity in front of him. But he watches your bottom lip tremble, and he feels panic rise in him. His hands are shaking and he is suddenly remembering the way he felt the first time he stoned his best friend and ultimately thought they were dead. The fear that he has forced you away and is now really, finally, losing you takes hold. Time. He just needs time. He just needs to figure out how he can permanently stop himself from turning you into stone, just enough time for that. But how does he say that? ‘I’m so sorry my hair is made of snakes and every time I get near you I want to be extremely close to you and I’m terrified that I might hurt you and it scares the shit out of me, but I can’t really get rid of them, please give me time to figure out how?’

He supposes that is exactly how he should tell you, but he has no words. Instead he sputters out, “Wait,” as he’s watching you walk away from him. And the way you don’t pause for him, don’t wait at all, should be reason enough for him to leave you alone.

But when has he ever been reasonable?

And so he trails behind you like a lost puppy, gasping for air in between his words as he tells you he really does want to be with you. His feet drag through puddles of recent rain, and your hair is a little damp, and first he hopes your sniffles are because of the weather and not him. Then he wonders how long you’d been out here before he came looking. How long did you wait for him to realize you were gone?

He hopes the splashes the puddles make cover up the wavers in his own voice. “Y/n, please, just listen. I swear it’s not like that. No one else. There’s nobody but you, Y/n. I’ll fix it, okay? Just a little time, okay? You know how I feel about you. Please, Y/n. Say something.”

He mumbles the last part as you enter your dorm room. You turn around to close the door and he sees your face as you grip the frame.

“It’s late, Ajax. You should go.”

He does not want to go. He is running on pure adrenaline and a little weed when he scales the brick wall up to your dorm window. His mind has never been clearer. The deadly climb up here locked in his plan and his words. He finds the door onto the balcony is unlocked and he stumbles into your room.

You groan and stand. “Jax, go.”

“Shut up.” He snaps, pointing a finger at you. “Sit down. Shut up and sit down. Listen. I have something to say.”

You sit down on the bed. You prop your hand on your palm and nod to him to talk.

He takes the hint. “I get it, okay? I’m stupid. Dumb as fuck. Really out of the loop. And I’m bad at telling you what’s going on, but it’s only because I really like you. Never felt like this for anyone. You know that. You know I’m head over heels for you.” He tilts his head to the side.

“Cheesy,” You mutter.

“Shut up.” He points again. “And I’m sorry if I made you feel any different. I didn’t know I was doing that. But, Y/n, I’m so scared of being with you. I’m so scared of hurting you. And don’t tell me it’s only temporary, it wouldn’t just be temporary. Things would be different.” He doesn’t say the word, but you know what he means. “You wouldn’t trust me, I’d be even more scared of you. Don’t look at me like that, I’ve thought this out. I’m smart enough to know what that would mean. And what about when I fuck up? I have no brain around you. I’ll do something stupid and I’ll hurt you like I am now.” He rambles, eyebrows drawing closer together as he word-vomits in front of you. He looks away for a second, as if he’s trying to string his mind together. You know what he means.

“You ever want something so bad, that when the chance to have it comes, you can’t take it? Because you have no idea what it’ll feel like? And you’ve wanted it for so long, that now you can’t ruin it. And if you do, it’ll be all on you. And you won’t even have that chance anymore, you’ll have nothing. And what do I do if I have nothing, Y/n? What do I do if I mess up? How do I fix it?” He finishes finally, and finds that he’s made his way closer to you. Closer than he’s been in weeks, close enough for you to stand and grasp his hand.

“You’re fixing it now, Jax.”

He looks down at your hand holding his. “I’m not great at this.” He whispers.

“You’ll learn.” You answer.

He looks up at you and is relieved by your smile.

“Do you still need time?” You tease, eyebrows high. He surges forward, pressing his lips to yours, practically suffocating you. He presses warm kisses to your face and then your neck, walking you backwards towards your bed.

You push away from him and he chases after your lips, leaning forward.

“Actually, how did you even get in?” He silences your question with another kiss, hand coming up to grasp the side of your neck, thumbing over your jaw.

He shakes his head, “Shut up. Seriously. I have waited so long for this, shut up.”

[loveharlow]

hii i was going to sleep and suddenly thought of this idea for ajax x f!reader where reader decides to moan someone else’s name (maybe xavier) while ajax and reader are doing it and he just goes full on dom on her. this is just an idea you don’t have to write it!

from anon 🧸 !!

trying to ease into writing smut so here's a little Ajax blurb. not too sure how I feel about this.

smut, 18+

It was hard to focus on anything happening around me, my main focus zoned in on the way Ajax was making me feel. His hips thrusting into mine at a pleasurable pace, bringing me more than I needed but it still wasn’t enough.

I could see it in his face, the way he was straining as if he was holding himself back. I knew he was, no matter how much he tried to hide it in order not to hurt me. I could feel it in the way his hips stuttered every time they pulled back as he suppressed himself from snapping into me like a mad man, the way his biceps flexed above my head as they gripped the headboard, and in the way his jaw became immensely more defined as he clenched his teeth together.

I needed something to make the rope snap, to bring out the side of Ajax that I needed to reach my high, one that only he could bring me.

I probably should have thought my next move out better but with the way he was touching me and what he was doing to me, thinking wasn’t really an option. My body and mind were operating on autopilot to get whatever it needed to reach that finish line.

“Shit…” I sighed. His head dipped into my neck as my back arched into him when he hit just the right spot. “Don’t stop, Xavier, please…”. And just then, Ajax’s hips faltered and he pulled his head out of the crook of my neck where he was leaving hickeys that I would have to find a way to cover tomorrow.

But with the look in his eyes now, a fire behind them — the exact fire I had been pushing for, I knew I’d have a few more bruises to cover after he was done.

His pace was slow but his thrusts were deep and only growing deeper. His face was growing red, veins popping as he gave me a rough glare and a condescending head tilt. “What was that, sweetheart?” He asked in such a patronizing tone, an underlying element in his voice that told me this was a warning, most likely my only one.

“I didn’t mean to-” I started in a pant before his hips snapped into mine, hard and harsh and in a way that had me holding back a scream as my eyes nearly rolled to the back of my head.

There he is. I hazily smiled to myself without realizing, much to my boyfriends dismay.

“You find this amusing, don’t you? Calling me another guy’s name. Someone's growing bold...” He started in a low, grunting tone. His movements only grew more vigorous as the moments passed, my hands coming up to try and wrap around his back before one of his own was pinning them both above my head. The other wasting no time in making a home around the base of my neck and applying light pressure.

“Be a brat. That’s fine by me.” He droned on. His head came down to level with my ear, me still panting as his movements never stopped. His warm breath hit my neck in a way that sent a chill down my spine, the authoritative and threatening tone in which he spoke had me practically whimpering at his touch. “You just never know when to stop, do you?.”

“‘M sorry.” I muttered through my dazed state, the phrase so quiet that it was barely audible in my own ears. He chuckled darkly before pulling his head away from me again to stare into my eyes.

“I know you are.” He cooed with mock-pity before hardening his expression once again. “But it’s too late for apologies, love. You started this and you’re going to finish it.”

I couldn’t find it in myself to respond as that familiar tightening sensation formed in my abdomen, my legs starting to tremble in the slightest of ways and my hands that were still trapped underneath his trying to grasp at air. What would be my first orgasm or the night, but certainly not the last, was approaching fast.

“You’re going to leave this fucking room in tears.”

©loveharlow

[manddor]

GUT WRENCHING ANGST with ajax please thank uu

anything you ask, darling! @bwitch3d asked for something similar, so i made just one! thanks for the request. this one is a little long, but i hope u guys like it <33

ajax petropolus x fem!reader — forbidden lovers; angst + fluff at the end

NO MATTER THE CONSEQUENCES

You remember exactly how your first year at Nevermore was. Traumatic. You were excited to make friends, since you felt extremely lonely at home. You were an only child and your parents never gave you enough attention. So you wanted to have friends that you could play with. Things that children normally want.

You met wolves, vampires, mermaids and gorgons - a species your parents despised. Although, you wanted to befriend each one of them.

Ajax Petropolus, a gorgon, gave you a huge smile and asked you to sit next to him in your first class. “Is this your first day here?” the boy's thin voice made you crack a smile.

“Yeah! How about you?” the boy nodded and you both spent the whole year together. Having fun, studying together. He became your first and best friend on Nevermore and you made a lot of other friends - but where you were, Ajax was and where Ajax was, you were.

When the holidays arrived, you were dying for your families to meet so you could spend the holidays together, but when your mothers saw each other, it was a disaster.

“You!” the two spoke at the same time. You and Aj looked at each other confused. They already knew each other and it seemed like it hadn't been a good interaction.

“What I said about gorgons, y/n! We despise them” your mother said and you felt the blood rush to your head.

“But mom-“ you tried to speak but Ajax's mom cut you off.

“You two are forbidden to talk-“

“Oh dear, let me give orders to my daughter, you should take care of this boy” your mother interrupted. How could they do this to you?

“Let’s go, Aj” the boy looked at you with no sparkle in his eyes. You could tell he was devastated. And you were too. You could feel your heart being shattered into a thousand pieces.

On vacation, obviously you weren't going to give up on Ajax’s friendship, so you sent him secret letters every day - since your mother had confiscated your cell phone. But he didn't answered.

You thought it might be his mom who wouldn't let him send letters, so when your classes started again, you tried to talk to him.

The boy was in the library, reading a book very concentrated. “We can't do this” he whispered without looking at you. He looked around, like he was embarrassed that someone would see you talking with him.

“Come on, Aj! You gotta be kidding” you nudged him, trying to make the boy laugh.

“I'm serious” he looked into your eyes in a way that broke your heart. It couldn't be true. “You need to get out of here, I'm busy.”

You stood there for a few moments and left. Not even noticing that a few tears were falling from your eye. Your first friend in Nevermore already hated you and haven’t done anything.

In class, Ajax talked to everyone normally, but he refused to look at your face. The rarely looks that he gave you were filled with sadness. He got close to Enid and Xavier - he spoke to them the way he spoke to you and it made your heart break even more.

Even though time passed, every vacation you had, you tried to find out what happened between your families, but you haven’t found anything.

“Mom, but forbidding me to talk to Ajax is surreal! Why so much hate between you and his family?” you insisted on every family dinner.

“Still not over it, y/n? Have you fallen in love with a gorgon?” your mother teased you.

“Of course not!” she smiled satisfied by your answer and it drove you crazy. “But what if I were, what would you do?” your mother gave you a death glare.

“Is this boy trying to make contact with you?”

“No, because you forbade us to talk!” you snapped.

“Honey, if he cared about your friendship, he would’ve gone after you...which didn’t happened.” the woman said like she was deathly sorry for you. If you could, you would leave your house and never come back again.

“You disgraced my life in Nevermore.” you leave the table.

“I think she needs a therapist” you heard your father whisper across the table.

But this year you swore it would be different. As much as you hated to admit it, your mother was right. If Ajax still wanted to be your friend he would at least smile at you. So the best thing you could do for your mental health was to give up trying to find a reason for your ‘breakup’ and enjoy the year in Nevermore.

And so you did, you met a funny girl - Wednesday Addams - she barely smiled, didn't even show much affection, but she shared her thoughts and theories about the monster that was in town with you.

“I think you're the only decent person after Enid in this school” she affirmed and you took it as the best compliment you had ever received in your life.

You also started seeing a boy. His name was Ryan - he was tall, brunette, dark skinned. He was handsome and fun. You were missing so bad to laugh with someone that it turned into something bigger.

“I think we should date, like boyfriend and girlfriend thing” Ryan whispered to you one day while you were studying in the library. Your hand sweated and your heart raced. You felt like you were more scared than excited.

You felt that the boy was strange today, his legs were always shaking. He seemed distant and you didn't want to disturb him. Thought it was a problem with his grades - but now you realized that it could be the nervousness of asking you to be his girlfriend.

“W-what?” you stuttered, not knowing if it was true or not. You thought you didn’t matched in that way, he was nothing like you. “Are you serious?” the boy just smiled but you felt like it wasn’t a honest gesture.

"Great, girlfriend! We're dating now" he yelled for the entire library to hear. Some applauded, others asked for silence and you still didn't know how to react. What just happened here?

The next day, the news had already spread throughout the school. Even Weems came to talk to you. “Congratulations on your relationship, y/n! But I don't want to see him go to your room at night!” she laughed. “I remember my teenage days like it was yesterday.” she threw a wink in your direction and walked away.

But you started to feel uncomfortable when you walked down the hall and everyone started whispering and looking at you. If there was one thing you hated, it was having attention towards you. Something Ryan loved.

“Are you alright?” Enid asked you as soon as you sat in your seat to start class.

“Apart from all those stares, I am” you flashed a smile at her and the girl put a hand on your arm.

“If you need anything I'm here, I ended up not posting this gossip on my blog, but that's because we're friends and I would hate to make you uncomfortable” she said making you confused.

“Thanks… I guess” you whispered the last sentence as soon as Tornhill entered the class

Your gaze met Ajax's who was staring at you as if you had just beaten him in a fencing duel, he was sad and nervous. This minimal interaction had been the only one in years. Your heart sped up and you hated the feeling.

At break, you spotted your boyfriend who was laughing with his friends. When they saw you, the boys moved away and Ryan looked a little nervous. He didn't even kissed you. Maybe it was because there were a lot of people around him still whispering about you.

“Everyone is talking about us!” you whispered to him.

“I know! And I'm so sorry, y/n! I swear it meant nothing to me.” he stammered.

“W-what?” you asked.

“Haven’t you heard?” he seemed relieved.

“Heard of what?” you murmured. Your attention turned to a murmur behind you.

“I can't believe Ryan hooked up with Barbara! I thought he and y/n were dating.”

“Not everything is as it seems, right?”

“He told me he asked Y/n to date just so she wouldn't feel so bad”

What the hell?

To be honest, you didn't feel sad that he had cheated on you, you felt embarrassed that everyone was gossiping about you the whole day and you didn’t even knew about that. You thought talking to Enid and getting the full story before you looked anyone in the face would be a great idea.

You couldn't even look at Ryan’s face again as he grabbed your arm trying to say something you weren’t able to hear. So you ran towards Enid's dorm.

You were so immersed in your own thoughts that you didn't even notice when you bumped into Ajax in the hallway, knocking over all five books the boy was holding in his hands. “I'm sorry” you murmured helping him pick it up. You thought he was going to fight you or ignore you like nothing happened - as he always did.

“You alright?” he asked still gathering some books.

“You know about it?” you asked and the boy answered you with a simple nod. You got mad at him for it. You'd rather he had just ignored you, because he didn't want to know about your life for all these years. Now that you had been 'chetead' he wanted to know how you were?

“Why do you care?” The boy swallowed hard and didn't give you any answers. You handed him the books and got back to what you really intended to do.

Enid told you that they had hooked up the day before Ryan asked you to be his girlfriend. Barbara - a girl you didn’t even know - was jealous and that's why she spread it to the whole school. “You really liked him?” the blonde asked you with a look of comfort. You knew you could trust her.

“To be honest, I don't think so. In fact, I didn't even say ‘yes’ when he asked me. I didn't disagree either... but I was in shock! I just didn't know what to do or what to say." you heard Wednesday snort and you and Enid looked over at the girl who seemed to be concentrated on her book.

“Ryan is the ugliest, dumbest person l've ever seen in my entire life!” you and Enid burst out laughing, Wednesday cracked a small smile.

“It's true, though, y/n, you deserve a person who wants to give you the world…” the blonde said holding your hands. “You and Ajax would be cute together” you felt your heart ache and tears gathered in your eye.

“Ajax and I are barely friends…” you knew that Enid was going to say something, but you chose to interrupt her. “| need to go up to my room, l'm a little tired and hungry! Thanks for everything girls, see you later.”

On the same night, when you got to your dorm, you thanked Bianca for being a girl who stayed in the library studying at midnight, so you would have free time to put your thoughts in order. As soon as you started to think about what happened in your day, all of your thoughts turned to books on the floor and a simple question. “You alright?”

You rolled over in bed trying to think about your boyfriend... ex boyfriend or whatever! And you were stressed for not being able to feel even an ounce of sadness for the cheating. In fact, you didn't even know if you could call it cheating, because it was supposed to be something sad and coming from someone you loved, but you didn't love Ryan.

So your thoughts - these were treacherous indeed - went back to every moment of your childhood that you spent next to Ajax. And how your separation hurt. That was a real feeling, someone you loved couldn’t be with you. And you hated him for not fighting for your friendship.

You hated him for every look he threw your way. Hated it when he didn't look. Hated that he talked with Enid the same way he did with you. You hated yourself for still having such strong feelings for him that you couldn't get over even after all these years.

The tears finally ran down your cheeks, and they became uncontrollable, you started sobbing. It was suffocating. You wanted to scream, you wanted to smack something, but all you did was lie in bed and try to sleep.

When you started to stop crying and feel sleep coming on, someone knocked on your door. “Who is it?” you screamed from your bed. Sometimes it could just be a prank that freshmen girls did, or it could be Bianca who forgot her key.

“It's me.” Ajax. Your heart went into your mouth. You couldn't open the door, your face was red and swollen from crying.

“What do you want?” you asked, getting up from the bed and heading towards the door.

“I just want to talk, okay?” he said quietly. Ok, you would have to open the door, it would be very impolite if you didn't.

You ran to the bathroom and washed your face hoping it wasn't so obvious that you had been crying all night because of him. He would think it was because of Ryan, though.

When you opened the door, you felt your heart beat even faster. He was gorgeous it actually hurts. He carried a box of chocolate in his hand, the box you shared when you were kids. You also noticed that his eyes were black and his nose was bleeding.

You didn’t say a word, you went to your bathroom to clean him.

“Are you crying?” he asked as soon as he entered your dorm.

“I was trying to sleep” you dodged the question.

“I didn't know that trying to sleep you needed to cry” he opened a sarcastic smile, but you remained serious. You weren't going to talk to him like you'd been friends forever. You started to clean the boy’s nose.

“What happened here?” you asked softly, and the boy looked at your eyes and you already knew the answer. He was fighting with Ryan.

“Sorry.” he whispered.

“For what exactly?” you teased and he looked at the floor.

“A lot of things” he whispered. “I don’t know where to start.”

“Ajax, I don't even know if you can explain yourself to me! You didn't want to fight for our friendship. Maybe I wasn't as important to you as you were to me-“

“That's not true and you know it” he interrupted you.

“No, I don't! How am I supposed to know if you started to despise me, you wouldn't even look at me.” you already felt your tears coming back.

“Just answer me one thing” he approached you, your heart was beating too fast. “Were you crying for Ryan?” Ouch. he touched your wound, but you wouldn't lie. You swallowed.

“No.” he closed his eyes for a few seconds, suppressing a smile, murmuring ‘good’. His croaky voice made you weak. Ajax knew he was the reason you were crying for.

“So let me explain” you walked away from him and sat on your bed, waiting for him to start. “Well, you know our moms aren't friends. And I questioned why all vacation that year.” At least it wasn't just you.

“I found a very beautiful knife in my grandfather's office, I asked him what it was and he told me that that knife should only be used to kill people of your species.” What? You started to get nervous. “He told me that a long time ago, a man of your kind had a relationship with a gorgon who was married... it turned out that they fought for their honor and the lover ended up winning... killing a gorgon.” This was looking like a book story, you were outraged. “So to this day our species hate each other.”

“But we could have fought it, that's no reason to-“

“You haven't changed at all, y/n! I'm not done yet…” you held back a laugh and he noticed, opening a shy smile. “I did something I had never done before, I argued with my family. I told you that you were the most special person I had ever known, that tradition could be broken, that we could declare peace.” he swallowed hard before starting. “But then they said that they would put people to observe us, and if anyone saw us together, they would hurt you.” he said. “And you know that Weems is a friend of my parents. Maybe you didn't realize it, but she watched us all day, if it wasn't her, it was Professor Tornhill.” Wow. “And I decided to stay away from you, to protect you, but you don't know how much it hurt me” he sat by your side and put his hand on his head. “And then I saw you with Ryan, like come on? He's an idiot!” you didn't know what to do or what to say.

You spent a few minutes with him in the same position. His nose made a noise and you knew he was crying. Shit. “I was worried that someone would say something to you that would upset you or do something to you and I wouldn't be there to protect you” he finally lifted his head and wiped away the tears. “So I didn't know what to do, if I stayed close, they would hurt you, if I stayed away, I couldn't protect you! I hate this! I hate that we've been put in this situation. I hate that there's no way out of this. But worst of all, I hate that I love you.” What? He loved you? Wow. Your hand began to sweat. Again.

“What made you change your mind?” you asked.

“I know I can't take this anymore. I can't hear your name on everyone's lips, knowing that there are people out to hurt you. I know my life would be so much easier if I wasn't in love with you. I promised to stay away from you, but I can’t. You are the bane of my existence. And I want… need to be with you, no matter the consequences.” he looked into your eyes and held your hand, you smiled, your entire body feeling warm, with a few tears falling from your eyes.

“I’m determined to leave my house if I have to. Let's create our own lives. I honestly don’t give a fuck about people say. We are destined to be together, I've never even thought that I could love someone as hard as i love you.” you walked up to him and wiped away a tear on his face.

You kissed him and it was a little wet due to crying. But it was sweet. It was desperate. You knew you love him. And you loved him so much, that it was killing you.

“I love you” he whispered against your mouth.



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Hey darling hope you're doing well !! If it's ok could you do an ajax × fem!reader with the prompts 2 and 3 ? I just couldn't get those out of my head♡

‘’Do you know how beautiful you are? It’s truly distracting.” + ‘’Just so you know, I’m not wearing a bra.’’

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‘’What are the ten most deadliest plants?’’ you read on your flashcard, sitting on your bed.

Before you, Ajax was sitting criss-crossed and in deep thinking. ‘’Deadly nightshade, aconite — also known as wolf’s bane —, thornapples, angel’s trumpets, white snakeroot…and I don't know the rest.’’

You sighed, telling him the missing answers and flipping to the next flashcard. ‘’We studied these plants all month, how can you miss half of them?’’

‘’I suck at Botany. I’m sorry.’’ He fell against your pillows and plushies, having enough of studying. ‘’Do you know how beautiful you are? It’s truly distracting.’’ He rubbed his hands over your legs, but you didn’t give him the attention he wanted.

You were flattered by his compliments, but flirting and sweet talking won’t make you drop the studying session.

‘’Can we just kiss instead? We have the dorm to ourselves.’’

Shaking your head, you didn’t lift your eyes from the flashcard. ‘’No. We have a quiz on phytotoxicology tomorrow morning. We have to study,’’ you said, emphasizing on ‘study’.

Ajax groaned, still laying against your pillows. He understood the need to study, but kissing was so much better. ‘’My lips are feeling lonely.’’

You glanced at his puppy eyes and the oh-so-cute pout on his lips. You would rather make out than study, but you pushed back the study session so much that you were running low on time and could not move it to another day.

‘’Are they?’’ You cooed and slowly leaned down.

Ajax nodded, thinking you had fallen for his shit when he was the fool. ‘’Yeah, they’re missing yours.’’

Instead of kissing him like you made him believe you would, you grabbed the pen from his side of the bed, leaving Ajax even more frustrated when he realized you were not going to kiss him.

‘’Next question. The chapter on Aconite is very long and Ms. Thornhill won't fail to quiz us on it.’’

You asked each other flashcards questions back and forth, but after a few you were starting to get bored too.

You had about ten flashcards to go through and more reading in the textbooks, so if you wanted to get through everything, you and Ajax were going to need some motivation.

‘’Let’s make a deal. If we get 90% of the questions right before the clock hit 8pm, we’ll make out until my roommate returns. Deal?’’

Ajax evaluated your deal for a moment. ‘’Just making out?’’

You nodded. Anything that involved taking clothes off would be too risky and Ajax was a shy boy in front of people he wasn’t close with. If you were to get caught doing anything sexual by your roommate, he would never be able to look at her again.

‘’Can petting be involved? Can I put my hands under your shirt?’’

You nodded for both. You’ll probably hate yourself later because you won’t be able to get yourself off after Ajax leaves, but the thought of Ajax’s hands on your tits sounded really really nice.

‘’And, in case you need some more material to make your decision… Just so you know, I’m not wearing a bra.’’

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