#i'll stay

[enii]

I'll just stay🐱💕

[jt1674]

[jonogueirawrites]

The seer of life and death.

Last chapter (10).

AO3

TW: smut.

I’ll stay.

You couldn’t believe what had happened the night before. You looked around one more time. The room Weems had given you was bare. Your backpack on the floor near the door. You closed your eyes and remembered the last months. Still with eyes closed, you pressed the pillow against your face, hoping it would muffle your sobs and dry your tears.

You cried. For the students who had died, for the destruction that occurred in the school, for Weems, for Xavier, for your parents, and what it meant.

Being free and able to live without worries or running away was something you had always dreamed of, but the cost had been simply too much. Your parents’ faces greeted you in your mind, and you couldn’t hold it any longer.

The pillow was thrown on the other side of the room. You curled on the bed and screamed. You cursed your parents for being gifted. You cursed them for passing it down to you. You cursed them for dying. You cursed them for leaving you alone to face their enemy. You cursed again because you had to kill someone. You cursed them because they allowed you to get hurt. Cursed because they saved your life. Because they left you once and for all. You cursed them because you loved them more than anything, and you would miss them for the rest of your life.

Xavier’s mother materialized by your side. She caressed your hair until the tears stopped. She held you close until you fell asleep again. “Hush, little one. You’re not alone.”

~~~~~

Hours later, when you woke up again, you rested on your bed. You wondered how long the pain would take to go away. Never. You knew the answer.

A small noise caught your attention, and you looked to your side. Xavier was sitting by the desk and hadn’t noticed you were awake. His loose hair hid his face from you, and he scribbled something on his book. A low chuckle escaped your mouth, and he turned your way.

“Hey. You’re finally here.” His smile soothing your soul.

You watched as he made his way to you. His fingers keeping his hair from his eyes. When he sat on the bed, you didn’t resist the urge to feel his strands on your fingers. You caressed his jaw and noticed the way he closed his eyes and leaned on your touch.

An appreciative moan escaped his lips, and you smiled. “I love you,” you said without even thinking about it.

His eyes bore into yours, and he kissed you. His hands cupping your face, and I love you too being whispered in your mouth. You giggled, you chuckled, you laughed. Sitting on the bed, you stretched and cleaned the sleep off your eyes.

“I need a shower.” You smelled your clothes and stood to get clean. “And food too.”

“I’ll get food while you get ready.” He kissed you again and soon was on his way.

You were about to get into the bathroom when you saw his sketchbook on the desk. Curiosity winning, you sat and went through the pages. Drawings of your eyes, and smiles, and lips decorated it. On one particular page, you sleep peacefully. Smiling to yourself, you started to get ready for the new day.

A few minutes later and you were finishing getting dressed when Xavier knocked on the door. He brought your breakfast, and you two shared a delicious meal.

There was silence in the air. You knew there were questions he wanted to ask, but you had no energy for that. Not yet.

You were sitting on the bed and looking outside the small window when you felt his touch on your hand. “I need to apologize.” He waited for you to look at him. “I-I…” He sighed, and you saw hurt in his eyes.

“Do you love me?” You asked, worry in your tone.

“Of course I do!” He cupped your face. His eyes roaming your features. “I do love you.”

“Then kiss me.”

And so he did.

His lips were soft on yours. His touch barely there, afraid of something you didn’t understand.

“Xavier.”

He moaned, and you felt a shiver down your spine. Your hand trailed up his neck and dove into the hair on his nape. Pulling him closer.

His fingers on your skin bolder. Holding and squeezing and grabbing and sending delicious goosebumps all over your skin.

“Xavier, please…”

He knew what you wanted, needed, because he did too. His hands roamed your body. He lifted you and placed you on his lap. His mouth on your neck. Biting, licking, sucking. His hand found the hem of your t-shirt and lifted, leaving you bare for his view and touch. Cupping one breast, he played with the nipple while his tongue made circles around the other.

Your hands on his hair. Grabbing the strands and pulling him closer. You pushed him away from you, and he whined. In his eyes, pure lust. You gave him a harsh kiss and tried to stand, but he stopped you.

He rolled you on the bed and stood to take his t-shirt and jeans off. You watched him like a hawk, afraid you would miss something. His fingers worked on his buttons, and you lifted your hips to take your shorts off, but he stopped his movements and knelt between your legs.

You read challenge in his eyes. His hands grabbed the hem and pulled it down. When you were completely naked before him, he threw one of your legs over his shoulder and circled your clit with his tongue.

A sinful moan escaped your lips. “Xavier,” you cried out when you felt one of his long fingers play at your entrance before getting in. It took him a second to find the spot that made you see stars, but when he finally did, your mind went blank. You forgot about everything and only focused on him.

Xavier was a generous lover. He took you to your climax twice with his mouth and only stopped because you begged him to. When he was sure you couldn’t take pleasure from his mouth anymore, he kissed you. He praised you and confessed his love. He bit your skin and didn’t forget to give your body the necessary attention.

You tried to jerk him off, but he stooped you. “No. Let me do this. Let me have you now, today, till the end of days. Let me pleasure and love you. Please, don’t leave me again. Say that you love me, and you’ll stay.”

“I won’t, Xavier.” You rolled him over and kissed him. “I won’t leave if you don’t want me to. I’ll stay for as long as you wish me to. I love you. I’ve loved you for a long time.” You kissed his jaw and down his neck. You bit the skin on his chest, leaving marks on your wake. You heard him hiss when you licked his cock. You felt his fingers in your hair when you took him as far as your mouth would allow.

Xavier’s back arched off the bed when you started to bob your head. With your fingertips, you trailed the skin on his thighs, and a loud moan floated in the air. “Please,” he pleaded, but you didn’t stop, couldn’t stop. “I just…” he hissed again. “Please let e feel you.” His hands grabbed the side of your head and brought your mouth to his.

You lined your entrance and felt the sting when you sat down slowly on him. Your head was thrown back when the pleasure became too much. Xavier held your hips when you rolled them. His fingers sure leaving marks there. Marks that you wanted all over your body.

When you bounced, he thrust up into you. One of his hands playing with your nipple. His eyes glued on your movements.

“Xavier, I’m close.” Your hands on his chest. Bracing for support. He nodded and sat up to kiss you. His hips clashing against yours and sinful sounds in the air. “Xavier, please.” His hand found your clit and his fingers made circles around it.

“Tell me you’ll stay,” He begged again.

“Always. Always.” He silenced you with a soft kiss, and you let go. Your hands around him, making sure you wouldn’t fall when your third orgasm coursed through you. You felt him spasm inside you, and it intensified your own pleasure.

He held you close and ran his finger over your hair. Your head resting on his shoulder.

“I love you,” he said into your hair. “I know things will be different and difficult, but I’ll stay by your side. For whatever and whenever you need me.”

You felt the tears rolling down your face, but it was okay. You weren’t going to face the unknown future alone. As long as he was by your side, you knew you would be alright. “I love you too.”

Fin

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[viaolivia]

Ojos café intenso

Nuestro primer beso hoy en la universidad <3

[dr324m]

please say something

tell me off

tell me how badly i hurt you

something

you're scaring me with the few words you send me

what did you mean that it was different?

did you mean before?

did i fuck this up with the very first decision i made in this two years ago?

he wasn't even fucking close to worth it. i'm so sorry. i thought life owed me more. i was looking for gold and you were right fucking there.

"why wait for the best when i could have you?"

[bitterly-almond]

[inspired by that lovely painting of @_K0TTERl_ on twitter (creator of "Veil" manga)]

They're such a rarepair lol but once I saw the vision I cannot go back.

[inkskinned]

so one of the things that's so horrifying about birth control is that you have to, like, navigate this incredibly personal choice about your body and yet also face the epitome of misogyny. like, someone in the comments will say it wasn't that bad for me, and you'll be utterly silenced. like, everyone treats birth control like something that's super dirty. like, you have no fucking information or control over this thing because certain powerful people find it icky.

first it was the oral contraceptives. you went on those young, mostly for reasons unrelated to birth control - even your dermatologist suggested them to control your acne. the list of side effects was longer than your arm, and you just stared at it, horrified.

it made you so mentally ill, but you just heard that this was adulthood. that, yes, there are of course side effects, what did you expect. one day you looked up yasmin makes me depressed because surely this was far too intense, and you discovered that over 12,000 lawsuits had been successfully filed against the brand. it remains commonly prescribed on the open market. you switched brands a few times before oral contraceptives stopped being in any way effective. your doctor just, like, shrugged and said you could try a different brand again.

and the thing is that you're a feminist. you know from your own experience that birth control can be lifesaving, and that even when used for birth control - it is necessary healthcare. you have seen it save so many people from such bad situations, yourself included. it is critical that any person has access to birth control, and you would never suggest that we just get rid of all of it.

you were a little skeeved out by the implant (heard too many bad stories about it) and figured - okay, iud. it was some of the worst pain you've ever fucking experienced, and you did it with a small number of tylenol in your system (3), like you were getting your bikini line waxed instead of something practically sewn into your body.

and what's wild is that because sometimes it isn't a painful insertion process, it is vanishingly rare to find a doctor that will actually numb the area. while your doctor was talking to you about which brand to choose, you were thinking about the other ways you've been injured in your life. you thought about how you had a suspicious mole frozen off - something so small and easy - and how they'd numbed a huge area. you thought about when you broke your wrist and didn't actually notice, because you'd thought it was a sprain.

your understanding of pain is that how the human body responds to injury doesn't always relate to the actual pain tolerance of the person - it's more about how lucky that person is physically. maybe they broke it in a perfect way. maybe they happened to get hurt in a place without a lot of nerve endings. some people can handle a broken femur but crumble under a sore tooth. there's no true way to predict how "much" something actually hurts.

in no other situation would it be appropriate for doctors to ignore pain. just because someone can break their wrist and not feel it doesn't mean no one should receive pain meds for a broken wrist. it just means that particular person was lucky about it. it should not define treatment.

in the comments of videos about IUDs, literally thousands of people report agony. blinding, nauseating, soul-crushing agony. they say things like i had 2 kids and this was the worst thing i ever experienced or i literally have a tattoo on my ribs and it felt like a tickle. this thing almost killed me or would rather run into traffic than ever feel that again.

so it's either true that every single person who reports severe pain is exaggerating. or it's true that it's far more likely you will experience pain, rather than "just a pinch." and yet - there's nothing fucking been done about it. it kind of feels like a shrug is layered on top of everything - since technically it's elective, isn't it kind of your fault for agreeing to select it? stop being fearmongering. stop being defensive.

you fucking needed yours. you are almost weirdly protective of it. yours was so important for your physical and mental health. it helped you off hormonal birth control and even started helping some of your symptoms. it still fucking hurt for no fucking reason.

once while recovering from surgery, they offered you like 15 days of vicodin. you only took 2 of them. you've been offered oxy for tonsillitis. you turned down opioids while recovering from your wisdom tooth extraction. everything else has the option. you fucking drove yourself home after it, shocked and quietly weeping, feeling like something very bad had just happened. the nurse that held your hand during the experience looked down at you, tears in her eyes, and said - i know. this is cruelty in action.

and it's fucked up because the conversation is never just "hey, so the way we are doing this is fucking barbaric and doctors should be required to offer serious pain meds" - it's usually something around the lines of "well, it didn't kill you, did it?"

you just found out that removing that little bitch will hurt just as bad. a little pinch like how oral contraceptives have "some" serious symptoms. like your life and pain are expendable or not really important. like maybe we are all hysterical about it?

hysteria comes from the latin word for uterus, which is great!

you stand here at a crossroads. like - this thing is so important. did they really have to make it so fucking dangerous. and why is it that if you make a complaint, you're told - i didn't even want you to have this in the first place. we're told be careful what you wish for. we're told that it's our fault for wanting something so illict; we could simply choose not to need medication. that maybe if we don't like the scraps, we should get ready to starve.

we have been saying for so long - "i'm not asking you to remove the option, i'm asking you to reconsider the risk." this entire time we hear: well, this is what you wanted, isn't it?

[lornaka]

1/5. Forgiveness (mutual). 2/5. Comfort. 3/5. Reassurance. 4/5. Acceptance. 5/5. Peace.

Before s2 finale of TBB I started a series of arts of Crosshair getting much needed hugs from his siblings.. After s3 trailer I finally found the inspiration to finish them.. They are definitely canon divergent at this point but who cares, he needs it, and so do I :')

[books-books-smolderinglooks]

Young Royals S3 - First Kiss 💜💜

[enii]

You are not just being sensitive for feeling a lot🐱💕🐻

[monty-glasses-roxy]

HALLOWEEN GAME TIME!!! WE'RE GOING TRICK OR TREATING!!!

ON THE DAY OF HALLOWEEN ask me or anyone else that's reblogged this, "trick or treat" and you shall recieve a random thing in your trick or treater bucket! What thing?

THAT'S UP TO WHO'S BLOG DOOR YOU'RE KNOCKING ON!!

A little doodle of their blorbo? An incorrect quote? A drawing of a little cat? A fun fact about bees? A little drabble (100 words I mean but do as you will) for a random thing? A photo of their pet dog? A headcanon? A fic recommendation? A random meme? An OC? A link to their current favourite song? A nice, virtual slap in the face? A trick? A treat? WHO KNOWS!!! NOT YOU OR ME THAT'S FOR SURE!!! (Just no screamers or shit like that of course lets not forget that lmao)

Why am I saying this now instead of on the day of the game? So anyone else that wants to play has plenty of time to prepare a little handful of things for the trick or treaters!!

Remember, it doesn't have to be anything big!!! You can be the blog that's giving everyone images of rotisserrie chicken you found on google, or you can be the blog that's giving everyone pictures of your cat if you want!! This is a low spoons and low stress game so do whatever you want to do that's easy for you!! Be a mix of everything or just give a 'hi!' it doesn't matter, it's all in good fun!! And we can trick or treat each other too, of course. Not as fun if you can't get any tricks or treats too, right? Anyone can trick or treat and anyone can be trick or treated!

I recommend making/queueing a post on the day so everyone knows you're playing btw (anyone that reblogs this post will get one off me too if they don't say otherwise in tags and if I remember I said this)

FOR TRICK OR TREATERS!!!

All you gotta do is send an ask with 'trick or treat' in it on Halloween! Halloween day!! 31st of October!! Day of spooky!! That's it!! (And if you go on anon no one will know if you come back again but I didn't tell you that lmao) I'll be answering any I get when it's Halloween in my timezone and I'm sure I won't be the only one so if you ask earlier, hang tight! It's probably not Halloween yet or they don't have time just yet cause it's a Tuesday! I believe that's everything so...

Have fun guys!!

[starwarjotta]

whether he has a gun or a knife (or a lightsaber) or is unarmed, Cody's always deadly

[jinaxxo]

omg i've been soo hungry 🍖

[viaolivia]

En efecto, Arte.

[...] Darling, I must have been sleeping All of those years before your arms held me Love of my youth and my old age I am with you until my final breath...

[eastgaysian]

why do we bash greg's gay dad for not being there for his child but never question if greg had bad vibes? or if he was just unpleasant to be around?