#xavier plymptom

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hey, i loved your last cody fic! i was wondering if you could do another where they meet at the louis vuitton fashion week (or any other big event) and they hit it off. eventually getting into a relationship but they keep it a secret for like a year or two and it accidentally comes out to the public that they’re dating. fc; bella hadid or doja cat?

met gala

cody fern x reader

face claim: bella hadid

authors note: Can i just say how much i love this request. like you really put every thing in my head and made me write this while i was doing my school work. so im sorry if this is really short. also for reminder if you want me to do any of your request pls dont forget to add which face claim you want since some of you would forgot about it. im gonna stop here so enjoy todays update.

warning: english is my second language

tw: curse words lmaoo

request are open

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y/n_updates so some of you had been asking abt what dress did y/n wear. so y/n l/n was wearing black moschino gown for this year met gala. look how gorgeous she looks 🤩🤩

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codyfernupdates all of you had been dm-ing me abt cody's met gala outfit so cody was wearing maison margiela. ANYWAY- he rocks this look.

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Tag List

Hey! So I am creating a tag list for when I post my writing. Please either like this post or reply and let me know if you’d like to be on it. This will keep me organized so I actually remember to tag people. Thanks!

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Merry Christmas Michael, Duncan, Jim, Richard and Xavier! 

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xavier plymptom

[taehyungsgrowl]

Okay but imagine a teacher AU with Xavier. “Sorry X- I mean Mr Plymptyon....” “that’s right you naughty girl. Bend over and after each one I want to hear you say “thank you Mr. Plympton.”” Having sex and just “M-M- MR PLYMPTON FUCK” like tf how you gonna fuck a man named Plympy

I just... can not take that name seriously

Maybe you just have to call him Plympy enough for him to punish you ;)))

XAVIER PLYMPTOM IS THE TYPE TO SPELL OUT HIS LAST NAME W HIS TONGUE ON YOUR P*SSY - CHANGE MY MIND.

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All these awesome stories the last couple days and I’m over here trying to write one prompt like

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Happy Valentine’s day.

Dear (Y/N), your fiancé will be waiting for you at the altar.

Transparent stickers available on Redbubble:

Xavier

Duncan

Jim

Michael

Tagging a few peoples on these:

@fckinsupreme, @codyfernsdaily, @xavierplym, @hecohansen31, @blakewaterxx, @littlegirlsdontplaynice​, @leatherduncan, @mrsplympton, @antichristfern & @langdxn​ Happily accepts requests for icons/layouts/rp purposes.

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No one:

Absolutely no one:

Not anyone at all:

Duncan Shepherd: *Breathes*

Me:

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The Complete Masterlist

Finally worked on my masterlist! Will try and update everything as time goes by :)

The Library - Series, prompts and blurbs.

Michael Langdon

Tell Me One More Secret - Outpost!Michael // Contains Smut //  You are having your interview with Michael Langdon in hope to win your ticket to the Sanctuary. After a long day of questions and obvious interests in you, Michael offers you a deal, “If you tell me one more secret, I’ll tell you one too, do we have a deal, Y/N?”.

Consume. Worship. Reward. - Sojourn!Michael // Contains Smut // After pleading for a sign on what to go next, Michael follows the scent trailed by his father to a Satanic Church where he meets Madeleine and ultimately, the source of the intoxicating scent, her daughter (Y/N).

The Not-So Perfect-Plan. - Outpost!Michael // Prompt // Send me a made-up fic title and i’ll tell you what i would write to go with it.

Duncan Shepherd

My Much Better Half - soft!Duncan // Contains Smut // After feeling under the weather for a few days, you discover that you are expecting yours and Duncan’s first child. His reaction? Take you to Paris to celebrate.

Killer Queen - Duncan // Contains Smut // Annette Shepherd brings her son on a political meeting with Prince Charles and his three children. When Duncan meets (Y/N), they both realise that their drive to please their respective families could take them towards the same path. Fuelled by the same will to fulfil their families’ motives, (Y/N) decides to offer a deal to Duncan.

We have to be quiet - Breedingkink!Duncan // Contains Smut // Smut Prompt

Turbulences - Duncan //  Reader meets Duncan during a flight. Luckily for (Y/N), their seat buddy is good with anxiety.

Jim Mason

Medicine - Jim // Contains Smut // In a desperate attempt to “make things work” in a marriage already shattered a decade ago, (Y/N)’s parents move in Palos Verde where she meets Medina, a newfound hermit like her.

Xavier Plympton

Behave. - dom!Xavier // Contains Smut // Smut prompt.

The Hiding Saga. - soft!Xavier // Contains Smut // As a scream tear through the right, Chet, Trevor and Xavier find (Y/N) impaled in one of the bungee pit made by Jingles. As the night progress, silent questions are answered and regrets are forgotten.

The Veil - Ghost!Xavier //  The attention that Camp Redwood brought to the table in the paranormal field was not unwanted. When a medium informs the group of ghosts of their ability to roam the streets freely between Devil’s night and Halloween, there is only one thing that matters to Xavier : Find the girl he left behind when he died.

The Discography - Works inspired by songs - Requests always open.

Requested

Someone You Loved by Lewis Capaldi - Duncan Shepherd.

Ocean Eyes by Billie Eilish - Jim Mason.

Moderation by Florence and the Machine - Xavier Plympton // Contains Smut.

Non Requested

Touch-a, Touch-a, Touch Me by Susan Sarandon - Xavier Plympton // Contains Smut.

Is There Somewhere by Halsey - Soft!Xavier Plympton // TW - Panic Attack described.

Romeo & Juliet by Dire Straits - Duncan Shepherd x fem!reader // TW - Domestic Abuse

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Could you combine 63 & 91 with Xavier. Either at the fitness studio or at home. Lots of smut please.

Okay so… I started writing this smut prompt and all of a sudden, I felt the light bulb turn on in my head and I was like “Hey. This would fit so well in the Hiding universe.So I wrote it with it in mind… It’s longer than a blurb and it doesn’t have a LOT of smut but, you know, they fuck.

Description: After consuming their relationship for the first time, Xavier struggles to keep his mind off of (Y/N)’s body during his usual aerobic lesson

Warnings: Sex, marking, bruises, the usual…

Word count: 1903

17th May 1984

He couldn’t help his gaze lingering on the swell of her ass or the valley of her breasts. The music, blaring, wasn’t a good enough distraction when he was having the whole room thrust and roll their hips the way he did the night before. How could he focus on their routine when a similar shroud of sweat covered her body, her cheeks still flushed with a dusting of pink? How could he possibly give them an effective workout when the only thing that was going through his mind was (Y/N) desperately asking for more beneath him like the night before.

Xavier had had many lovers, he had fucked plenty of girls and even dabbled with a couple of men. However, there was something so special about how his girl had surrendered herself to him fully, delving far deeper than gentle kisses and tired embraces in the confines of her couch or his bed.(Y/N) had been confident enough to let him taste, feel and truly see her and if he had any doubts about his feelings for the girl before, it was gone quicker than the clothes they wore the night before. Heart thrumming in his chest as he slipped between her folds for the first time, he already knew he was falling in love with her. And so was she.

The clock struck 7 and the tension of have so many eyes trained on his aroused frame left Xavier. Sharing a quick glance,(Y/N) slipped her bag over her shoulder as Montana hooked her finger around the strap to pull her friend with her.“I think Xavier has a thing for you”she teased, poking her (Y/H/C)’s arms. “What do you mean” a blush crept on her face while the blond pulled her to the locker rooms. “He’s had a hard on during the whole class and he looked ready to pounce on you at any second” Tana playfully rolled her eyes at her friend as they made their way to the showers.

It’s only when (Y/N shed her sweat-soaked leotard that the dots connected in Montana’s head. Fingerprints littering her thighs and love bites marking the way down for her collarbones to her navel poorly concealed by the cream towel she wrapped around her body.The expression on the blonde’s face was priceless. She knew all too well the behaviour Xavier could fall into whilst intimate, the need to feel a claim on his lover. The need for them to wear his battle scars. The simple thought of having his girl completely covered under her workout gear whilst no one around her knew how she was begging for him to claim her, touch her and love her.

“So what? We had a bit of fun, (Y/N) playfully rolled her eyes.- How long has it been? Does Chet knows?- It only happened yesterday, chill. And no, he doesn’t know and he doesn’t need to.- So are you guys a thing, the blonde asked.- Tana, it’s really no big deal. We’ve just, you know, been hanging out.- Do you like him?”

The silence and deepening shades of crimson spreading across(Y/N)’s cheeks was good enough of an answer and the flood of answers that passed the blonde’s lips only brought her closer to the conclusion that, as obvious as it was, there was much more than “hanging out” between the both of them, a fact that Xavier and (Y/N) were blatantly aware of.

She silently reached her locker before pulling a fresh outfit out of her bag. “I’ll see you downstairs” the (Y/H/C) smiled at Montana as she slipped her bag over her shoulder, making her way out of the female’s changing room for a toned pair of arms to wrap around her waist.Yanking her back closer to the male’s changing room, the overpowering smell of Xavier’s perfume mixed with body washed made his girl’s heart peak only to calm down pretty much in the same breath. Like a pair of teenagers teetering around the edge of getting caught, they both giggled once faced with each other.

(Y/N) quickly leaned back against the wall, her hands shyly crossed behind her back. He took in the sight of her blushing cheeks and how she slipped her bottom lip between her teeth. “I can’t stop thinking about last night” he whispered after checking the hallway, sure that the halls were empty enough to allow themselves to push another PDA boundary. Reaching up to rest his hand above her head for leverage, he leaned closer, the only thing she could do was chew harder on her lip. “You literally and figuratively blew my mind” his voice teased once again while his lips curved in a cheeky smirk.

Playfully, she gingerly punched his chest as he slipped his other hand in his pocket. “I really want to kiss you right now” Xavier somewhat begged, desired pooling past his lips with a rasp. Her fingers sunk against the aim of his pockets to pull his hips closer as she suppress a chuckle with a tempting “Then do it”. Her neck extended in the same breath as he leaned down, the only thing stopping them to satiate their cravings being the loud clattering of plastic and metal.Instinctively, their fingers left each other’s grasps to straighten up and look in the direction of the noise.

“Sorry about that” Chet mumbled as he walked out of the male’s changing room. “It’s that damn bucket” he continued before pushing past the love birds, turning at the end of the corridor to see Xavier walk back in the changing room. (Y/N) took the hint and slowly made her way down the corridor only to be tugged back in the musty locker room her lover had slipped into.

As he pressed her body against the cold tiles, his lips desperately latched against his mouth, his frame pinning her down to the wall.Parting the kiss to crown her neck with burning hot trails, she gingerly whimpered. “Xavier, we can’t do that here, what if someone catches us?”. A light scoff was all that left his lips as he worked on unbuckling his belt,his other hand clawing and palming at her thighs. “Then we better put on a show, baby girl” his voice rasped once again, releasing his grip on her to pull her further down the room.

Like a pair of fugitives, they quickly pressed each other in one of the many nooks of the shower room and their lips found one another once more to desperately fill the void created by their craving of the other.Quickly than she could process, (Y/N)’s blue denim and cotton panties were pooled at her left ankle, the right one perched high on Xavier’s waist who fought the tight confines of his boxers to free himself.Long and slow strokes were wrapped around his girthy shaft, the lithe fingers of his lover bringing him to full hardness, only stopping as he sheathed himself in a condom. Teeth clashing with another hungry kiss, (Y/N)’s leg pulled the blonde closer. “Someone’s eager” he was quick to tease her only for her to quip back with a “says the one who couldn’t wait to get home”. And she was right, he couldn’t wait. He needed to consume her right here and right now and as he lined himself with her now-dripping folds, she captured her lower lip tightly between her teeth. With a swift roll of his hips, he was finally buried deep between her thighs and she was already whimpering for more.Just like the night before.

Just like they rehearsed less than an hour before, his pelvis went to swivel to meet hers at a moderate pace. (Y/N) softly mewled against the skin of his neck while she nuzzled against him, her hand tucked under his tee-shirt to claw at his supple flesh.The gentle plea for “More” was music to Xavier’s ears and it only encouraged him to thrust quicker between his lover’s thighs after pulling her other leg up to dig deeper in her throbbing cunt. And she was nothing short but eager to let him know how good the faster pace made her feel. White hot sparks of ecstasy coursed through her vein and soon enough, her fingers were committed to dig into the blonde’s back with angry red trails.Another desperate kiss was applying to the column of her neck as she tipped her head back, pants and strained moans escaping her lungs. “I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that.” Xavier rasped, his digits creating new bruises against the gentle skin of her thighs. With his words, she allowed a mewl to echo through the empty shower room. “What if Chet is still around? What if he hears us?” she sheepishly moaned once more right before feeling his cock drill faster into her. “Then, let him hear how good I can make you feel” his words fanned out across her skin.

Her orgasm quickly crept up on her at his words, now letting herself succumb fully to his thrusts. Vocalising louder than before in a lewd harmony, (Y/N) reached her climax. Trembling in her lover’s arms, her cunt tightly fluttered against his shaft as she released. If last night was any sort of reference, the guttural groans and sloppy bucking of his hips only meant that he was on the edge of his own Little Death. Moans sputtered out of his lungs while he released deep between her thighs in the safe confines of the condom he slipped on before consuming his girl.

The tension of their debacle slowly seeping out of the air,he gingerly let himself pull out of her before discarding the condom in a nearby bin. Limply pulling her clothes back on, she chuckled playfully as their eyes met, completely fucked and flushed.Tenderly leaning to press a gentle kiss on (Y/N)’s lips, Xavier wrapped his arms around her waist. “Next time, should we try the women’s room?” he whispered in the shell of her ear as he buckled his belt back in place after adjusting himself back in his clothes.

Despite her face saying “How dare you”, he clearly read the soft “yes please” her eyes silently meant. “Maybe even the janitor’s cupboard?” he finished with a wink as she pushed past him. “Sure but the jackpot is the studio.Still need to practice my splits, remember?” (Y/N) cheekily teased,releasing a little yelp when Xavier’s hand landed a sharp spank to her denim-clad ass, causing her to jog out of the changing room without looking back at her lover.

Scratching the back of his neck, he already wished for it to be next Thursday so he could take (Y/N) out for dinner and happily ask his girl to fully belong to him.

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90+95? ;)

Welp. It was really hard to not include this into my Hiding series bc all I could think about was “a tree? Gotta write this prompt about Xavier”. However, I ain’t Ryan Murphy and I’m not allowing plot holes in my own shit (even tho there probably is a couple already).So here goes nothing:

Uneasiness was quickly spreading through (Y/N)’s body as she watches Xavier sit right next to her on the stump she had found perch on. “This is the site of the worst summer camp massacre of all time” Rita’s voice warned. The blonde’s hand crept up his friend’s back as he softly spoke. “Come on, Rita…” he encouraged the nurse to stop.“His name was Benjamin Richter. But everybody called him Mr. Jingles.” the woman carried on. Xavier’s hand ran up her back as they made eye contact. Rita went to talk about the murderer and when they broke eye contact, her own eyes lingered against the lanky frame of the aerobic instructor, the blabbering turning into a distant blur of words.“He’d cut off their ears and strung them onto a necklace”. That last piece of information caused the scared girl to look back at the blonde by her side who just exhaled the white smoke of his joint from his lungs.Slowly, his gaze raised to meet hers, shaking his head with a sigh.“Don’t even worry about that, babe. Just a load of bullshit” he had whisper only for her to hear.

A shudder shook (Y/N) to her core at the rasp in his voice. “Do you want to go get your jacket? You seem cold” Xavier’s eyebrows furrowed in worry before she could nod. “Mind coming with me? I’m scared” her voice was barely a whisper and soon enough, he had handed the joint back to Montana and told the assembly they would be back in a couple of minutes.A handful of strides was enough to take them away from the fire camp. “Thank you for coming with me” the young girl smiled at her friend before biting her lip, her gaze trailing across his frame once more, stopping for but a second to watch him catch her stare. Xavier rolled his head back, slightly amused, before closing the small distance between the both of them, arms finding the waist of the (Y/H/C) after he capture his own lip between his teeth.

“Did you just look me up and down and then bite your lip? ‘Cause if you did we're having sex. Right now.” his voice taunted, fingers trailing down to her waist as she parted her lips to speak. But she just stood there, her eyes already glassy as warmth quickly spread like wildfire in her belly. “Right now?” she whispered, Xavier’s body pushing their embrace to lay against the closest tree around.

His hand found her throat to squeeze it, rewarded by a soft gasp escaping(Y/N). “Unless you don’t want to?” Xavier raised an eyebrow but the way she wrapped her leg around his waist to pull his hips to hers. “Oh,okay” he smirked as she lifted her head to proudly look back at him.

Playfully pushing his frame back, he gave her a questioning look right before she turned her back to him, skirt hiking up her waist, helped by her fingers to expose the lacy patterns of her thong. “Okay, yeah, alright” he seemed to be taken aback by the beautiful display in front of him.How often had he imagined this view unfurling in front of him? He had lost count. And then she slipped her underwear down to her ankles and he lost total control.In the blink of an eye, he was inside of her, thrusting at a fast pace between her folds and pushing moans out of her mouth. (Y/N)’s fingers reached back to tangle in Xavier's hair, coaxing him to go faster, harder, with every mewl.

“Please, remind me again why we’re having sex behind a tree?” the strained voice of (Y/N) stuttered between her breathy moans. “Let's just say that you were a scared little girl and needed daddy to reassure you.” Xavier groaned, pushing his lover to reach her climax with a few muffled moans. The fluttering of her cunt quickened the rough pace the blonde relentlessly used. Skin slapping against skin quickly stopped once he pulled out of her tight walls, his orgasm on the brink of spilling before he helped her down on her knees, thrusting once again to release deep down her throat with a grunt.

“Well,little girl, did I fuck the fear away?” Xavier helped (Y/N) back up on her feet, pocketing the bunched up lump of lace she previously held under her skirt. Pulling down at the latter to cover herself again, she nodded. “I guess I know who to ask when Jingles comes for us all” her voice joked, rewarding the blonde with a wink.

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We Won’t Have To Hide - Xavier x fem!reader // Part Two

This was requested by @hains-j​ :)

Inspired by episode 8′s ending because I’m a firm believer that this Xavier deserves to go to Heaven.

Read Part One.

Description: Death is a funny thing. When everyone is pulled out of their Limbo and Xavier finally reunites with his Juliet, not everything goes as smoothly as they would have hoped.

Warnings: I think you look beautiful today. Strong language,  mention of death, unprotected underwater sex (No consequences in the afterlife so don’t knock it ‘till you wrap it), angst.

Word Count: 5075 (Really sorry).

That ever longing dread would not leave her chest. Her feet helped her wander around the woods. How long had it been? Hours? No, she watched the sun rise and fall past the horizon more times that she could count. Months? Years? The emptiness was the only way she could remember she wasn’t alive anymore and when she remembered, anger and confusion would cloud her mind and she would try and climb the tallest tree possible and lose the sight of herself.

She would see them too. Ray with his blood splattered hoodie. Montana still wore that dress she had on when Brooke ended her life. Chet still looked at her with the same sad eyes he had before leaving the cabin. But she was too angry to even realise they were all dwelling here. Even Xavier.

She didn’t talk to anyone. The only people she had actually interacted with would be scared visitors coming on the grounds of the camp in search of a thrill. She would linger around the shooting range, sometimes seating right in the spot her boyfriend had collapsed against her.

 In some twisted turn of event, the last embrace they shared pushed him to post mortem stardom. People knew his name now. They knew about the tragic Romeo and Juliette of Camp Redwood. But that didn’t bring him back to her. She sometimes thought she would see him in the corner of her eyes, still wearing the same lilac jacket he wrapped around her when she bled in his arms.

When she wasn’t sitting by the targets, she would be longing by the docks. That’s where Chet found her in tears. He didn’t have the same jacket anymore. Pain nestled in her chest, she couldn’t talk. She didn’t know how to. She didn’t know how to talk to him, at least.

She tried however. But whenever her ex-boyfriend sat by her, the only thing she could do was cry for hours on end. He would hold her against him for as long as she needed, his love still burning in his chest but hers was gone and she couldn’t break from her aimless wandering without a spark.

 Xavier swore he could hear her weep sometimes deep in the dark of the night. But he couldn’t find her and the great pain it exposed him to turn into anger. He could smell her lingering perfume where he fell to her arms in a last embrace. It’s like she was here, right next to him, but whenever he would turn around, she would scatter away like a puff of smoke.

What angered him the most was when he would smell her around Chet. And soon he would forget who he was and spewed his anger and rage on the first living being he could set his hands on. He felt alive when he would plunge the blade into innocent soul’s chests and Montana helped him harvest his anger.

 Until one night when his instinct took over him and he followed it. It had reached her too and, for the first time, she felt something different. Alive?

Her heart was beating out of her chest and he felt it. He grew more and more impatient while his feet carried him. She heard the creaking of the twigs in the distance and she stilled her erratic race. She saw the targets in the distance and she quickly made her way to it. It was that a sixth sense and it was pulling her there.

Another group of visitors must have been around recently because she could smell it. Arousal. Love. Mischief. Anger. When she turn her face in direction of the smell as if she had been a predator hunting her prey, Xavier’s steps stopped, coming to terms with the image of the figure standing.

Like a deer in the headlights, she was still, her breathing stopped, her heart too, she thought. He stared at his prey, then took a step forward and then another one. “(Y/N)?” his voice suddenly sounded desperate. And maybe it was. It thrummed in her chest.

“Xavier?” sounded like a whisper. Quickly closing the space between one another, his toned arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her up against his chest while her fingers got lost in his hair, pushing his face down the crook of her neck.

 When a loud gasp filled Xavier’s lung with her scent, a warmth he had not fell in what felt like years spread through his veins, quickly radiating in the figure perched in his arms. Tears spilled against his cheeks once more and dripped against her top. He held her up for hours and she drew small patterns in his hair like she used to when he would crash to her place after a movie night.

His lips found hers and her heart found his and for a kiss, they felt whole again. Colours popped up on her cheeks and impatience built in his stomach. But impatience was worthless now that he would be dwelling here forever. Her feet hit the ground softly and, refusing to part his lips from hers, he leaned her down against one of the targets. Their targets. The soil, still soaked with their blood.

 Her leg rode up against his waist, pushing him intimately closer to her. Xavier could feel his heart practically bursting out of her chest. He painfully broke the kiss and soft pants escaped his plump lips, now sore from the passionate embrace she was clamping him into.

(Y/N)’s gaze was erratic. It was as if she had forgotten what he looked like in those lingering months, or maybe year, and she was learning how to love him again. His features were soft and smooth again, his eyes heavenly blue and his earring twinkled in the corner of her eyes. Whether he kept the blisters or not did not matter to her. He was the most beautiful soul she had even laid her eyes upon and it all flood back in her memories.

 The first date they went on when he had dropped everybody off after a long session and he had grown a pair and asked if she wanted to go to the diner across the road from her flat to share a milkshake.

The first time he invited her back to his place when they had spent the evening dancing their worry away in a club and she fell asleep on his couch before he even put a movie on.

The first time she brought him back to her place, the night they had allowed each other to delve deeper than just a simple kiss and he had spent hours inside of her.

The first time he made love to her after he had taken her to a restaurant and she had accepted to go steady with him.

The last time he made love to her and he moaned his deep feelings for her in the sweet harmony of their blissful sighs the morning before they left for Camp Redwood. The morning before they died.

 His body shifted out of her grip and for a second, she was confused. But when she saw the petite frame of Montana and heard her call his name, she understood. His gaze fell to his feet as he gently placed her back on the floor. A blush crept against the cheeks of Xavier. “Romeo found his Juliet, I see” the bleached blond girl spat. (Y/N)'s body tensed at the venom laced in Tana's voice, her eyes looking up at her boyfriend for some sort of answers.

“Montana, please don't” he said softly while she stepped closer to the couple. “Don't what, Xavier? Don't tell her what happened when she refused to show up?”. The (Y/H/C) took a few steps forwards, propping her stance in front of her lover. “Don't tell her about the blood? About the murders? Don't tell her what, Xavier?” her voice was harsh, cold, calculated. Ray and Chet pulled themselves out of the cabin they were in after hearing their friend's voice

The (Y/E/C) gaze fell into into his blue ones, confusion and pain in her eyes. “Don't tell her about US?” she highlighted again, making her opponent freeze. “You told me she didn't what to see me any more!” a breath caught the back of Xavier's throat as he stared at Montana before focusing back on his girlfriend “I promise, baby, it was just a kiss”.

 His digits reached for her touch but she avoided it, causing something to chatter deep inside of the boy's chest. “(Y/N), I promise, it was nothing more than that.” he tried again to hold her but she slipped away like a plume of smoke. Tears weld in his eyes as he watched her expression change from confusion to sheer pain. “You knew” the crying girl pointed her finger at Montana who could only bite her lip to suppress the massive grin threading itself on her face.

“You knew how much it killed me to be in this fucked up Limbo”. The boys looked at each other, confused. “I cried against you for days. I told you how much fucking pain I was in” a deep breath between her heavy sobs. “I told you how it destroyed me to be away from him, yet you went behind my back and did what?”. (Y/N) brought her hand to her mouth, biting harshly on her knuckles to the point of nearly drawing blood. Her other hand clutched at her hips.

 Xavier's eyes were already wet, the words of his girlfriend twisting the knife she had plunged deep in his heart. When he looked towards Tana, she was already prowling towards him, her gaze fixed on the other girl. “I considered you my best friend, Montana. I cared for you, I lodged you when you got kicked out. I let you sleep under my roof, eat my food, share my bed. I pulled you out of your shit and that how you thank me?” the broken voice of (Y/N) bounced off the walls of the cabins.

Chet pushed his brows together and looked back at his friend, asking her if it was true, to which she sheepishly nodded. “She was going to hurt you, Chet” Montana tried to defend herself. “She moved on from me, Montana. And as much as I hate to admit it, I knew it” the ex-boyfriend replied. Crumbling with her tears, the (Y/H/C) crouched to the ground, her teeth sinking once more against the delicate skin of her knuckles now stark white from how tight her fists were.

 “She didn’t look like she was when you were cradling her” the blonde replied causing hair to stand against the back of the neck of the tall brunette. “Because she’s my best friend and needed someone to talk to while you were too busy trying to take advantage of Xavier”. (Y/N) stood to her feet, the words rippling through her like a million daggers. Her gaze was clouded, the rest of the conversation was blurred.

Her body turned towards the other girl, her eyes now locked on her while she attempted to get closer to the tall blonde. The step of her legs were the only things she could here as she sprung forward, lunging at the other one. The soft pads of her fingers coiled around her throat and pushed the both of them to the ground, boiling with the anger she had accumulated over the days, months, years?

She wasn’t sure how long it had been since she had started storing that rage within her but what she knew was that letting it go through the heavy punches she was delivering to her old friend felt great. The guttural shouts escaping her chest were only adding fuel to the burning fire in her mind and hands.

 Xavier tried to pull both of the untwined bodies but his feet were glued to the spot. The animalistic urges gushing out of his girlfriend becoming a painful display she had hoped she would have never allowed. The words she had spoken. The words Chet had spoken. Montana’s body language. It all twisted his mind and he clutched his temples as if it would avoid his brain from spilling out.

It was Chet who managed to pry open the violent embrace. It had never been a problem for him to carry (Y/N) and he wasn’t ready to let go of her until she had calmed down to a gentle sobbing mess. His digits pulled on her hair to attempt to soothe the burning flames, shushing and hushing. Ray quickly went to Montana, her face now bruised and bloodied from the maniac assault she had just gone through. His coloured hands shook her shoulders, trying to reason with the blonde but the only thing she could do was let her own anger build up.

A feral groan escaped her lungs, pushed off of her friend and darted off into the night, the only traces of her being the shame and guilt she was dropping like a prey’s scent. She ran and ran, thankful that her stamina had now reached new heights since her passing. She ran until the only thing she could hear was the throbbing beats on her heart, the distant wails of her friends now lost in the woods just like she was.

 Once the anger was gone and (Y/N)’s body stopped trembling in the tight grip on her ex-boyfriend, her eased her out of his arms while checking that she could stand on her own. The familiar blue gaze fell in her own and his lips parted to speak. “I’m so sorry, I swear” he whispered. She just looked at him, her face torn in a heartbroken expression.

Her hands pushed Chet’s further away, cutting off their connection and her feet carried her away from the group, silent. She did not have any tears left to shed but if she could be producing them still, she swore she would have spent days weeping.

 What an incredible thing it was to be this ghastly spirit only allowing others to see you whenever you saw fit. And (Y/N) used that ability until she was ready again. And it burned a hole through her chest once more. She would watch Xavier lament by their target, hear his sorry pleas he would whisper in the wind like you would speak to a tomb.

She would smell him when she turned her face to the wind. Once more, he could smell her lingering scent too. This time he knew their words were true. She did not want to see him. She did not want to see any of them.

His pain lingered for some time then finally settled and once hers did too, she would allow him to see her shadow through the woods. She would allow him to feel the soft touch of her hands while he would shut his eyes for long enough.

 The night she sat on the dock, her legs dangling above the water, Xavier thought it might have been a mirage. The moon was high in the sky, rippling against the water of the lake and shimmering across her frame. He had to do a double take to make sure it wasn’t his eyes failing him once more. Then her scent made his heart flutter once more and he gingerly stepped closer, afraid she would scatter away once more like vapour.

His heart nearly dropped when the creaking of his feet against the degrading wood, obviously alerting her of his presence. For a second, he wasn’t sure if it was her, troubled she really was an illusion. But she looked over her shoulders, threw him a glance, then looked back on the horizon. (Y/C)’s hand gently patted the spot next to her like she had already done so many times when something would bother her and she needed to talk to him about it in front of a cup of tea against the comfort of his couch. She would remain silent until the lump in her throat would untie from her vocal chords and she could allow herself to speak.

 Xavier accepted the silent invitation and plopped down next to her. She pulled her legs up, crossing them while she gently traced patterns on her skin. His eyes drank her features, drench in the soft light of the moon. He wanted to talk to her. Desperately. But that was one on the rules. She needed to be ready. Her gaze flew up to the sky. It had been the same sky they witnessed that night he realised he liked her.

They had all gathered on the roof of her apartment complex to watch a meteorite shower and he had forgotten his own blanket, obliged to share hers, the close proximity igniting something he had never noticed. He watched her look at the star and was definitely taken aback. But she was still with Chet then, or at least he thought she was when he noticed the purple tainting the spot on back of her ear. The same spot he pressed his lips against before he told her he loved her many months after.

 For a split second it felt like she was gone but when the creaking of the docks warned Xavier, she was standing there with a thick blanket, gingerly wrapping it across the baby blue top he was wearing. She lowered herself next to him, brushing her thigh against his before she hooked her fingers over the hem of the covers, wrapping it against her once more. He placed his hands behind him for leverage as he watched the stars fell from the sky just like he did on that night she kick started his heart.

“This isn’t the most comfortable position now that I think about it” the girl’s voice spoke, a halting breath escaping the chest of the boy by her side. Her voice was probably what he had missed the most. “Can I sit between your legs, please” she gently said, looking over at him and being rewarded by a nod. “Hang on” he whispered. A shiver crossed her skin and the hair of the back of her neck stood on end, but not because of the cold this time. Xavier shifted to sit behind her, his legs wrapped on either sides of hers. Softly, as if she was afraid of hurting him, she wrapped her hands in his large ones and pull is chest against her back.

 Alive. That’s how he felt while being pressed against her spine. His temple went to rest on her shoulder and his eyes fluttered closed, getting himself drunk off of her scent and it felt like his heart was beating once more. (Y/N) laced her fingers in his soft locks, pulling a gentle sigh from him. A gentle smirk crawled on her face and she broke the embrace to spin and rest on her knees, her face inches from his.

He didn’t push his luck. He just left her to her own devices. He allowed her to take what she wanted because he knew she would give it back tenfold. He would let her move them and their own pace like they had even when her heart was unbroken like the first time they consumed each other. Her knees parted above his hips, pushing his legs closed and she sat on his laps, looking back at him.

She had to learn it all over again. The touches. The attention. The cravings. The desire. The love dripping out of their pores. She had to turn his again and he was fine with that. When it all started, he was the one who needed her and now it was back to square one.

Her hand sprung forward gingerly while she settled on his thighs. “Hi. I’m (Y/N). Mind being my boyfriend?”. Crimson sprawled across his cheeks and his palm linked to hers in friendly handshake. “I’m Xavier, it’s a pleasure to meet you, girlfriend”. His other hand reached her face, soothingly stroking the skin of her cheek after pushing her hair out of the way.

 As much as he wanted control, she had always been the more dominant one because he was broken and she held the pieces together. He lavished in her touches and reassuring words and when she gently pressed a kiss to his lips and gently laying him down on the wood of the docks, the familiar throbbing of his heart reminded him how much love he had for his girl.

His hands went to rest on her waist and hers were grazing against the thin mesh of his shirt. “We were meant to get married, get a house and a pack of dogs, white picket fence and all” she broke the kiss and guilt seared his heart. “Maybe a couple of kids” he carried on, the pad of his thumb drawing a small circle on her cheek, whipping off the small tear threatening to spill from her (Y/E/C) gaze.

“But at least, we have eternity with each other so that’s sort of like marriage, isn’t it” she whispered against his lips. “And looks like the box of condoms you packed in your suitcase is going to be useless now that there is no consequences anymore” she finished before she pressed another kiss to his mouth, licking a gentle strip against his bottom lip. He allowed her to deepen the kiss while his fingers pulled on the fabric of the tank top she had tucked under the waistband of her shorts, burning trails of gentle tracing on the skin of her back, reaching up to unhook her bra.

 A little giggle escaped her throat. It always made her giggle whenever he would effortlessly undress her in the darkness of their bedrooms. It was as if he knew exactly what he had to do and how to do it. She sometimes thought he could read her mind but it was apparently normal to have such a connection when you were allowing yourself to fall for your soulmate. That was the best way they could explain what they had. They fusional love.

Her tongue gently stroked his while she slowly lowered her hips to rest against his, rewarded by a gentle grinding roll of his pelvis against hers. She mewled and crumbled against his mouth while his teeth captures her bottom lip, teasing, tempting. Xavier’s fingers melted down her shorts, nearly spilling out from the other side as his large hands spread to clamp on her arse, pushing her further down against his hardening length.

 Fireworks erupted from the pit of her stomach, parting their kiss while she busied herself with discarding her bra without having to remove her shirt. That was something he loved watching. It wasn’t when she was peeling her clothes off of her body to expose herself to him. It was when the unravelled herself enough to having him feel all of her. They didn’t need to be nude to reach intimacy. If anything, their clothed debacles were the best ones.

It was the quick ones, the hushed ones, where they were pushing each other in the tightest corners of the dance centre, that were getting them closer and closer both body and soul. His lips reached up for her neck, wrapping it with bruising kisses and blooming marks while she rolled her hips once more against him, her throat now slick with his saliva and her panties damp with arousal. “I’m going to make you feel better than I ever did” his voice rumbled in his chest, causing her to push her pelvis deeper, her lower lips captured between her teeth.

 His need for control stronger than ever, be quickly worked his fingers against her belt, nearly ripping it off in his own impatience. (Y/N) quickly giggled, the fumbling of his fingers causing tickles to buzz through her stomach. Springing to her feet, he matched her and captured her lips in another heated kiss. Damn he was right. He was making her feel amazing and all he needed to do so far was allow his fingers to touch her skin. Xavier’s tongue was the one asking for dominance, taking his girlfriend aback when she tried her best to despatch shorts down her legs.

Her feet quickly climbed against his legs, wrapping around his waist as he lost his kisses against her neck once more. The night air was hot and their burning embrace only made it worse. Taking a few step forward and cupping her butt cheeks once more, he let their bodies drop in the murky water after retrieving her lips against his.

The cold bite of the dive causing their skin to be littered with delicious shivers and the current slowly brought them back to the surface. The kiss broke to allow air to fill their lungs once more. Xavier kicked the water, grabbing onto the thick wooden pole of the end of the dock then pinned the shivering body of his girl against it.

 (Y/N) gingerly pushed the damp air away from her lover’s face now that it was slick with the water and he didn’t lose any more time loosening his own belt and freeing his cock from the tension of his boxers. His fingers looped around the gusset of her panties, yanking it to the side to allow himself to thrust deep inside her with his newfound vigour.

He was in charge now and the pleading moans escaping her lungs only reinforced his thirst for it. Teasing his want out of her cunt only to plunge back in, he lavished in her soft mewls. Her palm jumped to her lips to muffle her sounds while Xavier steadied her legs on his arms, his fingers dipping in the crumbling wood.

She opened her eyes to watch him devour her beauty, before thrusting at a dangerously slow pace. “Quit teasing me, Plympton” she growled, clenching herself tighter around his shaft. The blonde’s head rolled back at her sound and he gently quickened their pace, his fingers roaming against her body, semi exposed by the water helping the fabric of her clothes cling to her forms. “I’m enjoying this way too much tho” he mumbled, slowing his pelvis once more once the fluttering of (Y/N)’s walls became tighter and tighter against him.

She wrapped her teeth against his bottom lip, nibbling and suckling on it, ripping out a growl from his chest. Savagely picking up the bucking of his hips, he roughly massaged her breasts through the transparency of her shirt. She moaned, begged, whined under him, his lips losing track of how many hot burning kisses he had smothered her throat with. His hips bucked impatiently, desperate for his own release too. He was always so eager, so impatient, because he knew that when they were done, she would quickly crawl back on top of him for more, quickly consuming the night.

A fervent moan was whispered to the shell of her ear, causing the tendrils of arousal to coil and twist once more in the pit of her stomach. Twitching and clenching more and more against him, she was sucked in closer and closer to her depth. “I love you” they whined in unplanned unison, a gentle giggle rocking their chest before being quickly replaced by their groans. “I can feel how tight you are, kitten” Xavier whimpered in her ear, another heavy fluttering of her cunt around his cock setting fire in his loins. He was close to, at the mercy of her body now more than ever. His legs were trembling and so was she. “Cum for me” he begged, his chest heavy with arousal as he dipped deeper in her core.

He craved it. She wanted it. His words were languid as he desperate, pushing that sweet coil to snap, allowing her whole body to convulse against her lovers, her arms pushing his chest closer to hers while she whimpered desperately his name. With a heavy bucking of his hips, he met his own release too, deep-seated inside of her. His gentle moan was music to her ear. Snaking her legs around his arse, she invited him deeper and deeper by pushing him, his head heavy on her shoulder. His cock twitched and sprayed his thick seed far inside of her.

His eyes was pumping wildly in his chest and her breaths were shallow and hot. It took them a few minutes to compose themselves. Still holding onto his girl while she coiled and melted in his arms, he swam back to the bank, allowing their bodies to remain so intimately close, picking back in the same position they had started the day with the day they had left his small LA flat for Camp Redwood. Xavier’s gentle fingers stroked her cheek as they absentmindedly drifted to sleep.

 When she opened her eyes, still laying on the bank, and her boyfriend still deep within her, a feeling of uneasiness washed over her. Dread, maybe? She looked over the lake, hoping the stillness of the water would ease her mind, gently nudging her lover awake. He could feel it. As if he was the tiniest fish in the sea, watched over my millions of predator. But the only predator they could see was the figure of Montana, standing on a bank on the other side of the lake.

Xavier’s grip grew tighter against his girlfriend, pulling her closer to his chest. When a giant, deformed and slimy form sprung out of the water and grabbed on the lover’s ankles, a loud scream burst through the camp coming from the both of them as they got pulled. They didn’t let go of each other, however. Even when the air escaped (Y/N)’s lungs and her eyes closed. Even when Xavier’s consciousness fled his body. Even when they woke up, dry and dressed, under the warm summer sun, the soft giggle of a boy pulling them out of their stupor.

They had not felt such panic as well as peace at the same time and the feeling was odd. The place looked weirdly familiar yet so different. Peace was the right thing. The boy jumped over to them “I’m Bobby! No one can come and hurt you if you stay here” he smiled wildly before inviting the lover to join him to a game of chest.

 Was this Paradise?

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I've got a free spot in my Vanta C to go to Redwood. Anyone lookin for a ride.

I am so happy with how quickly I was able to figure out this jacket. I still have the collar and sleeves to make and the lining to attach with all of the little details but god damn I am proud of myself.

This is the most functionable piece of cosplay I've ever made.

Thank you @xavierplym and @blakewaterxx for the constant support of this project. You two are defo Daddy's favourites.

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24 with Xavier!

Oh girl you speak my language... 😍

Here goes nothing -

The skin of Xavier's thighs harshly slapped against (Y/N)'s cheeks as he roughly drilled deep within her. With a hand tightly gripping her hip, the other wrapped around her throat, he huskily whispered praises in the shell of the ear of his lover.

The coil in her belly tightened once more right before snapping in a string of loud moans. Xavier's sharp thrusts instantly stopped while her walls fluttered tightly around his thick shaft.

"Excuse me?" he snarled, withdrawing from her tight cunt before roughly spinning her on her back, the palm of his hand spanking her as she whimpered. "I-I'm sorry, d-daddy" (Y/N) stuttered, melting away at the angry stare of her lover.

"Who told you you could cum, you greedy little whore?" Xavier snarled, rewarding her with another sharp spank. "No one, daddy" she yelp at the sting, her arousal dripping from her folds and staining the sheets.

"You know what that means, right?". She caught her bottom lip between her teeth, nodding sheepishly. "I'm going to fuck you. Hard. And you won't get to cum anymore" Xavier whispered against her ear, the tip of his cock plunging deep within her sticky folds. "And I want you to stay still and quiet. I need you to behave."

She whimpered before stillinh herself. "I promise, daddy, I'll behave" she whispered just as Xavier picked up his thrusts, roughly fucking his way to climax within the dripping folds of his girlfriend's cunt...

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Me: Oh my god, Xavier Plympton is my soulmate and my person 😭❤

Me: Michael Langdon owns my body and soul 🤧😍

Me: I will end anyone that comes between Jim Mason and I 😡😈

Also me: *Only writes about Duncan Shepherd*