#xavier thorpe boyfriend

[ed-mnsn]

xavier being loud

xavier x afab reader

smut, character aged up, minors dni 18+

goddd xavier fucking you so good, it’s late at night, he’s in your dorm, he shouldn’t even be there. you’re on thin ice sneaking him in in the first place, the last thing you need is to get caught fucking him.

he’s so loud. he loves the way your cunt squeezes around his dick and he cant help but groan. expletives leave his mouth and he’s drilling into you so hard that you have to clench your mouth shut to keep quiet. you adore the words leaving his lips, how pretty you are, how amazing your pussy feels. he’s grunting and panting hotly into your mouth and you curse the thin walls of ophelia hall.

your anxiety is rising at how loud he’s being and it pains you to have to quiet him but you do, unthinking, and smack a hand over his mouth. it’s like time freezes because his hips stutter and he’s immediately spilling his load into you just from that simple action.

he’s furiously red, his chest all the way up to his ears painted scarlet with embarrassment at how that slight act of dominance had him coming instantly. 

“fuck.” he’d mutter, still hovering over you, still inside you, head hanging low. you were so taken aback, so turned on over the fact that xavier, dominant xavier thorpe, came so quick just from you shutting him up. he’d start apologizing, still blushing so hard, and it was endearing and so so hot. your gut clenched as he shifted inside you, still unable to meet your eyes.

“xav, baby,” you purred.

“sorry,” he flushed. “that was-”

“hot.” you cut him off.

he looked at you sheepishly, widely unsure and still obviously mortified. that’s never happened to him. he usually liked being in control but something about the way you just took over… it awoke something new inside him.

he went down on you immediately, making sure you came after that little incident, trying to make up for what he thought was so embarrassing.

after he finished and you felt dizzier than ever before, you cooed at him sweetly, praised him for being such a good boy, for listening so good. this was not the usual dynamic but you were experimenting, and you knew it was going well when his dick twitched. 

“if you wanted me to take care of you so badly, you should’ve just said so.” you purred at him.

and so sub xavier came alive, you controlling his orgasm more often than not, and finding it really hot that he liked being bossed around. 

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[daintylovers]

boyfriend material- xavier thorpe hc’s

- he’s like a little mystery box. always unraveling and ever changing

- nothings ever dull between the two of you. plans spontaneous dates or hangouts when he starts to get antsy

- very insecure, so he just wants to reassure himself that you still like him

- VERY VERY protective. not to be self-indulgent but as a small person, he uses his height as an advantage /strength for this. taller than most, he can come off as intimidating very easily. a simple arm around your shoulder or chin on the crown of your head and the person flirting with you will get the hint

- draws on you when he’s bored. specifically in class, he likes drawing hearts with his initials in them on your wrists (a little self-obsessed one might say…)

- back to the height thing, he’s an asshole. purposely putting your belongings up high, or coming up behind you while your mid conversation and picking you up.

- you guys have staring contests where the first to blink has to do whatever the other person says (kind of like a dare). he does this thing where if it’s been going for long, his eyes widen and he looks like a mad man

- has an abundance of drawings of you that you will never see. his collection started well before you guys started dating (tortured artists are wack man)

[kumiho20]

Percy with dad

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

BOYFRIEND!AJAX HC

he would spoil you, but he makes a point to giving you sweets and chocolates. at the end of most days, your pockets will be filled with them.

Ajax will totally just go up to you, whether you're with friends in the quad or alone in your dorm, he'll hold your hand and lead you places where he set up little dates.

he would hang fairy lights along tree branches, or he'd find sprinkle flowers around the blanket just to make you feel special.

he'd never pick off the petals, just in case you wanted the flowers.

that being said he always has a bouquet of flowers for you.

he's pretty new to the whole dating thing, so he goes to Xavier for advice and help a lot which usually leads to him saying the weirdest and odd things out of the blue that you find really funny

"hey, mama" Ajax called as he approached you. you looked at him strangely before you burst out lauging

"what the hell did you call me?" you asked amused

"I called you mama" he responded tentatively

"why? where did that come from?" you giggled

"Xavier said-"

"-Xavier's wrong, baby. don't listen to him, I prefer literally anything else" you smiled

likes dancing with you, whether it's when your out on a date in a field or in one of your dorms. he'll play music and pull you up to dance with him while you laugh.

he's still a bit shy, and sometimes you'll find him just staring at you with a lazy smile on his face.

he's not usually that shy around you, but when he is his responses with be short and sweet. sometimes he'll just nod or shake his head or just place a simple kiss on your face or shoulder.

if you wear flavoured Chapstick, he'll be obsessed, wanting to kiss you every opportunity he gets. and when he knows you're running out, he'll buy you more with the little money he has, and he'll pick the ones that he knows will taste good.

he won't pressure you to smoke with him, but if you want to he'll take care of you all the way, but he usually makes you stay away from it for your health.

when his snakes are hibernating he get's really lazy and tired and tends to sleep on you.

you always make sure you're with him during winter and colder days for him.

he'll sneak into your room just to cuddle with you and when he really feels like it, he'll sneak you into his room.

he always supports you unless it causes danger or harm, he's protective over your safety, but isn't over protective, just the good amount that it's sweet and loving.

he definitely said I love you first.

he didn't even mean to say it, but he meant it. he was most definitely ranting to you and it just slipped out.

he hates it when you fight with him, he can't bare it and just walks away from you to get some air just to escape the yelling and he doesn't want either of you saying something you don't mean out of anger.

^that being said he rarely picks fights with you, he's definitely too nervous to but when he does it's over something stupid like who the boy you were talking to in the quad or when he's high and can't think straight.

he's almost always the first to apologise, he shows up to your door with flowers and sweets and begs for you to forgive him and he can't stand being mad at each other

always has to talk to you at least 10 times a day or more and if he doesn't he's not happy and in a mood and just wants to talk to you.

sends you cute pictures of baby animals.

texts you 23/7 because he still needs sleep.

he's really cautious around you in case he stones you. always pulling his beanie down when you guys are hanging out even if his snakes aren't out.

it totally took him so long before he asked you out.

you guys were friends and he would treat you with flowers or sweets almost every day. you were oblivious and thought he was just being nice.

"hey, I uh- I got you these!" Ajax held out a bunch of pretty flowers

"aw, that's so sweet of you, thank you Ajax!" you grabbed them off of him, smelling the different types of blossoms.

"you're welcome, so hey, look I was wondering-" the poor Gorgon got cut off by one of your other friends that lead you away from your admirer.

he thought you weren't interested by him but he thought wrong, the next time he gave you a white rose and you kissed him on the cheek

"you're too cute, Jax!"

"would you wanna go out with me sometime?" it was a little outburst of frustration that built up from the how long he's wanted to ask, but he still spoke softly.

"like a date?" you furrowed your eyebrows

"exactly like a date, it would be a date" he nodded his head continuously

"yes, I've been hoping you would ask!" you beamed a him as you held his hand, gently caressing his palm with your thumb.

[rybonucleic-ket]

this has been sitting in my notes app for a hot sec but I don't have the motivation to do anything with it so yk

have some tylorpe nobody asked for but I brain vomited

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The dreams of Xavier Thorpe had been haunted for months. He saw it every single night, that thing. The dreams turned into drawings, the drawings to obsession. With the creature, with who it really was. Xavier knew about Tyler Galpin long before anyone else. He's still not sure why he never told anyone.

After the creature came out of his painting to scratch him, his determination to learn more about it increased exponentially. He knew its cave well, his visions having taken him there multiple times. After that, nightly visitation of the cave became a regular occurrence. He’d seen in several times, but never like he saw it tonight. Never this close.

He was sure he was going to die. He’d watched it rip apart half a dozen people, and he would be no different. His obsession, having grown stronger than Wednesday’s, would be the death of him. He’d accepted his fate, not bothering to run when it charged toward him. He could feel its breath on his face, eyes closed as he waited. He held his breath. Five seconds went by, heavy breathing in his ear. Ten. Thirty. Forty five. He opened his eyes, meeting those of the monster in front of him. Creepy as shit, even though he saw it every night. He let out the breath he was holding, closing his eyes again. Neither moved. What the fuck was happening? Why was Xavier alive? Not to mention entirely uninjured? He couldn’t tell you. All he knew was when he reopened his eyes, Tyler fucking Galpin looked back at him, covered in blood. “What. The fuck.”

-

“So.” “Yeah.” Freshly showered Tyler sat in Xavier’s clothes on the bed that was formerly Rowan’s, because fuck you Galpin, you’re not getting blood all over my dorm. Xavier had never been more confused in his entire life, studying Tyler from across the room, no fear or hatred in his eyes, just confusion and fascination. Tyler stared right back at him like he’d never seen anyone like Xavier before either. After what felt like hours of mutually intrigued staring, Tyler spoke, barely more than a whisper. “Why didn’t you run?” “I’m not scared of you, Tyler.” “Right. But…you didn’t run when I..wasn’t me.” “Not scared of that either.” Xavier paused. “The real question is, why didn’t you kill me?” Tyler’s eyes dropped to his hands in his lap, wet hair dripping. He spoke so softly it was barely audible. “I don’t know.” He laughed humorlessly, looking up at Xavier with wet eyes. “I have no fucking clue.” Xavier studied his face for a while, before looking away. “It’s way too late for any of this shit to make any sense. I’m exhausted, you probably are too.” He pulled out a blanket for Tyler, Rowan’s bed already had sheets and a pillow on it because Xavier didn’t like the bare mattress. Tyler looked at him with an expression he couldn’t read. “Ah, shut up, man, it’s only weird if you make it weird. Not like I’m dying to share a room with you, but uh, it’s the middle of the night, it’s fucking freezing, correct me if I’m wrong, but I don’t think your dad’s gonna appreciate you showing up shivering in someone else’s clothes right now. Take the goddamn blanket.” Xavier threw the blanket at Tyler, hitting him in the face. Tyler grinned, pulling the blanket over himself. His expression softened. “Thank you, Xavier, really. There’s not really any reason you need to do this, actually, there are a lot of reasons why you shouldn’t do this, so I…I really appreciate it.” “Yeah, yeah, I’m the patron saint of hospitality,” Xavier turned off the lights, flopping face first onto his bed. “Now shut the fuck up and go to sleep.” Tyler laughed. “‘Night, Xavier.” Xavier sleepily hummed in response, muffled with his face buried in his pillow.

-

Tyler woke to the sun high in the sky, a moment of panic overtaking him as he tried to remember where he was and why his alarm didn’t go off. Remembering he was in Xavier’s dorm, his panic turned to his shift, to school, to his father. Fuck. Xavier walked into the room in sweatpants and a T-shirt, eyes flicking over Tyler briefly before he grabbed a sketchbook, flopping on his bed to draw. “G’morning. You’re up.” When he saw the panic in Tyler’s eyes, he sighed, exasperated. “God, calm down. It’s a Saturday. No school. And you’re off today, at the coffee shop. Figured you’d need your beauty sleep.” Tyler barely registered the fact that Xavier knew his shift schedule, too busy freaking out about his dad. As if he read his mind, Xavier said, “And, honestly, with the frequency of my dreams, I highly doubt it’s the first time you’ve been out all night, so presumably your dad either: a) doesn’t notice, b) doesn’t care, or c) is used to it.” Tyler groaned. “What time is it?” His voice came out gravelly, having just woken up. Xavier grinned at him. “Two-thirty p.m.”

(hey hey this is on ao3)

[starport-rodeo]

*xavier violently throwing himself into tyler’s shoulder while walking out of the dance*

“wHaT tHe hEll ArE yOu dOiNg mAN??? 😡😡😡”

“How should I know where she is? she’s your date! 😡😡😡”

sir—

xavier babe we get it, you two had a messy break up maybe make the jealousy a little less obvious i beg you

[douceurrrr]

𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐱𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐞 !

summary: your camera roll if you were dating xavier thorpe

warning(s): none

[ed-mnsn]

High sex with xaivier X femreader PLS IM BEGGING

high sex with xavier

pairing: xavier thorpe x fem afab reader 

summary: you and xavier spend many nights getting high, but this one ends a little differently. 2.6k 

warnings: smut, fingering, piv, use of marijuana, high sex, characters are of age, 18+ minors dni 

you found comfort in walking out to the woods, clearing your heads and smoking to your hearts content. tyler knew a guy, who knew a guy, that you got your bud from during trips to jericho.

you found comfort in walking out to the woods, clearing your heads and smoking to your hearts content. tyler knew a guy, who knew a guy, that you got your bud from during trips to jericho.

the two of you would always sit and talk and laugh for hours on end, comfortable around each other. only leaving for snacks or to go and watch a movie in his single room. you figured, you were already sneaking around smoking weed on campus, you might as well push it a little farther and sneak into the boys dorm.

so that’s how the two of you ended up, giggling in the woods, poking each other and running back to the dorms until you were out of breath.

his room was comforting to you. the smell of him taking inhabitance there, paintings he’s made littering the walls. you stood admiring them in a trance, thinking about what he was wearing as he made them. what was going through his head? what inspired them? did you ever inspire his paintings?

“psst,” you heard from behind you. “psst, y/n.”

you turned around, xavier with red, glassy eyes, and a lopsided grin on his face standing behind you.

“yeah?” you whispered in response, already forgetting that last thought in your head.

“what are you thinking about?” he whispered back.

you paused, thought hard for a second, and just started at him.

“what?” you replied, lowly.

he burst into a fit of laughter, lightly smacking your arm.

“why are you whispering?” he asked.

you laughed at him.

“you started it!” you jeered, jabbing at him.

looking up at him, you noticed the pretty features of his face. he stared back at you through curious, watery eyes. you two were nearly touching. and it’s not like you’ve never been this close, you’re always together, always near each other. you wondered what it would be like to touch the plush of his lips. pink and slightly chapped, waiting to be kissed, you thought.

the room was far too quiet and something different developed in the way he looked at you. it’s not like you’d never thought about it. kissing him, touching him. he was attractive, your type honestly. nothing the two of you did was weird or awkward. it was just the two of you.

so when you reached for his face and told him to kiss you, you had no doubt in your mind.

kissing xavier was a breath of fresh air. regardless of the fact that he smelled heavily of weed, it was light, airy, sweet almost. he kissed you in a way you knew was reserved for only you, like he wouldn’t dare kiss anyone else like this. his lips were softer than they looked, closing over yours repeatedly.

he hummed a little bit, his hand snaking up the back of your neck and settling at the roots of your hair. you felt him smile, and honest to god it gave you butterflies.

your head was still foggy and you kissed nearly in slow motion. there was a glaze of insobriety coating your senses, yet you were hyperaware of the way he touched you so tenderly.

he pulled away, very slightly so you could still feel his lips against yours as he spoke.

“we’re kissing.” he said softly.

“yes, we are.” you answered, a little unsure if that was the right response.

“i’ve wanted to kiss you, you know.”

“me too.”

“okay,” he hummed.

“okay.”

and so he kissed you again, deeper this time. he took initiative, running his tongue along the seams of your mouths, only licking in once you sighed in appreciation. it was dizzying honestly, not just because you were high. he was just everything. everywhere. his smell invaded your nose, musky but somehow sweet. his hands ran down the side of your body, landing on your hips and holding you upright. your mind was lit alive with the sensation of him, but your body wasn’t getting the memo because all you seemed to be able to do was slump into him.

he noticed this, tugging you toward his bed. he pressed you down gently, kneeling forward with his knee between your thighs. just that little bit of information, just knowing how close he was to your center sent you for a bit of a loop. you whimpered unintentionally, and you felt him react to it. the little smirk on his lips as he kept kissing you. you were warm, hot, definitely bright red, and definitely wishing he would touch you where you needed.

the haze you were in had you following his lead, but you wanted to show him what direction you wanted, needed, this to go in. lightly, you tugged on his bottom lip with your teeth, laving over it directly after. he pulled away to look at you and he was flushed, an almost shy, but lovely look on his face. you stared up at him, doe eyes and all, begging silently for something.

xavier looked down between the two of you and it was only then that you noticed that even though you were fully laying on his bed, his hips were slightly hovered off of you. you noticed the tent in his sweatpants, and you realized he also needed you.

sweet, sweet xavier. taking things slow, unsure, not wanting to push you into any territory you were uncomfortable with.

“xav,” you started. “i want you, you know that right?”

turns out it was possible for him to blush even deeper. but now he had this look in his eyes, glazed over with desire.

you kicked up your hips to press against his and he hissed when you made contact with hardness. the sound made your gut turn, needy for him to put his whole weight on you.

“good,” he finally responded. “i want you too. so bad y/n.”

you kissed him fiercely, the weight of his hips finally pressing down into you. suddenly you couldn’t get close enough, hands roaming every inch of each other, nearly swallowing each other whole. the sound of your breaths occupied the room, airy and strained and so so needy.

his hand crawled up the hem of your shirt, gripping the skin at your waist. he rolled his hips down into yours, finally releasing some of the built up tension. you sighed, needing it over and over, again and again, as much as he would give it to you. your hands threaded through his hair, tugging lightly and he rolled his hips again, but this made him moan.

really moan.

christ, it was sinful. the way his voice had sounded so wrecked just from pulling on his hair. you knew you were done for, and you craved it so badly.

“please, xav.” you breathed, tugging at his shirt. he pulled in off in one fell swoop, immediately returning back down to you. he pressed kisses down your jaw, all the way to your neck. his lips on your skin made you writhe, back arching as he sucked a purplish mark into your flesh. your head was spinning again in the best way possible. every touch he gave you felt heightened and you savored every lasting moment.

his hands traveled farther up your torso, reaching around your back. his hands settled on your bra clasp but he stopped, only unlatching it when you nodded at him with approval. you appreciated his delicacy with you. little check ins here and there, reassuring looks, waiting for consent. he lifted your shirt, bra falling down your arms as the garment went.

being bare in front of him didn’t scare you. you knew that at the end of the day he was your xavier, he was your guy, your trustee. he would never judge you and never shame you.

but they way he looked at you was something you never expected. he was in awe of you, the curve of your breasts, your soft skin, how wholly beautiful you were. you swatted at him, growing embarrassed under his melting gaze. 

“sorry, you’re just so...”

“god, you’re so corny.” you laughed. 

“well truly, y/n, you’re beautiful.” he said softly, affection lacing his features.

“kiss me again, please.” you managed out, voice barely above a whisper. 

so he did, your mouth down to your chest. he slid down your body gracefully, leaving no span of skin untouched. he left marks between your breasts, already blooming purple. he made way to your stomach, teasing you as you writhed, him so unbearably close to your wetness that you could do nothing but silently beg. 

you nodded fiercely when his finger slipped under the waistband of your pants and he managed to strip you of them and your panties in one go. he tested the waters, running his fingers through your soaked folds, just barely brushing your clit. 

you were gripping his arm tightly, head thrown back from his slight touch. it took everything in you not to scream as he rubbed into your clit with a rough thumb. he watched you intently, savoring every noise you made, committing the look on your face to memory. it was embarrassing how quickly his single movement turned your body to mush. you felt like you were becoming one with the sheets, your body melting into his bed, into him, into his touch. 

“please xav,” you begged, hips kicking up as he pressed harder. 

“whatever my girl wants.” 

his girl? god, he was going to driving you mad like this. 

he slowly pressed a finger into you, feeling your hot dampness engulf his digit happily. it was torturous, the way he slowly pumped it in and out of you, barely an intrusion, almost a nuisance at how good it felt yet not nearly enough. 

you pulled him forward to kiss you, lips crashing into yours and swallowing every noise you made. his second finger made you gasp, finally relieving your built up tension. you swore you saw fireworks as he crooked them upwards and quickly found your g-spot. it was like your body was tailored to him, he knew every inch of it so easily. 

you were floating, the coat of inebriation lighting his every touch on fire. 

it wasn’t long until you were pulling him as close as possible to you, mumbling and groaning as you came on his fingers. 

you didn’t think it could get any better, not until he pulled his fingers out of you, sucking them clean. it was disgusting in all the right ways, the devilish grin on his face as he tasted you. 

you felt his hardness pressing into you, so you kissed him, pulling his hair, spurring him on. 

when he pulled away, he looked sheepish, “we don’t have to go any further...”

your heart had officially liquified.

“xavier, there’s nothing i want more than for you to be inside of me right now.” you said reassuringly. 

a groan fell from his mouth and he gaped at you, “you’re gonna kill me y/n.” 

so you tugged at his sweats, mouthed at his collarbones as he rid himself of his boxers. 

the sight of xavier’s cock made your mouth water. it’s always the tall, skinny ones. it was long, leaking at the tip, and bright pink. a red vein ran up his shaft and if you weren’t so eager for him to fuck you, you’d wanna feel it on your tongue immediately. you made a mental note for next time, desperately hoping that this wasn’t a one night fling. 

you pumped him a few times, him leaning eagerly into your touch. he hissed as you palmed the tip of his dick unrelentingly. 

“not gonna last long if you keep up like this,” he said through gritted teeth. 

you pulled him in close, whispered in his ear, “then fuck me.” 

“fuck.” he muttered, digging through his nightstand for a condom. 

he fumbled with the foil, quickly rolling the rubber over his cock. 

lining up with you, his eyes met yours, glassy and red. your head was in the clouds and you frantically tried to commit every moment of this to your memory. he sighed when he entered you, your breath catching in your throat. it was never ending, his dick finally fitting into you after a long push. 

you panted into his mouth, in awe of the way he filled you up so generously. he thumbed your clit, waiting for you to adjust to the size of him. 

fucking xavier was nothing like you could’ve imagined. he was gentle yet firm with his movements, finally pumping into you when you started to get fidgety, 

it was deranged how his dick glided into your core, every thrust better than the last. he was hungry for you, his tongue slipping languidly into your mouth like he couldn’t get enough of you. 

he gripped your hips with intensity, rolling his hips so sweetly that your brain was going numb. he was putting you in a trance. you were quite literally dick whipped in that moment. 

you fisted his hair as he found your g-spot, the both of you letting out unfiltered moans. heat spread under your skin as he managed to hit that spot over and over. 

“xavier,” you panted, “fuck, please.” you couldn’t even find the words to describe how you felt. 

“say my name again.” he growled.

“xavier, oh my god.” 

he threaded one hand through yours and the other landed back on your clit. you shuddered, all too familiar with the feeling engulfing your gut. you were floating, rising, crying out his name as his cock fell in and out of you. 

“i’m gonna come,” you cried, hips spasming as he brought you over the edge. everything was hazy in the best way. he worked you through every second of your orgasm, calling you pretty words and praising you through it all. 

the vice grip you had on his dick, the effortless slide of your wetness, your voiced, ragged and fucked out, tipped him over the edge. 

his hips stuttered, balls slapping harshly against you, and he blew his load into the condom as he let out this beautiful wrecked noise. all for you. 

you were latched onto him, holding him for dear life as you both panted loudly into each others necks. 

the next few moment were cloudy, sweaty, slow. he kissed your neck, brushed the hair out of your face as he slowly left your hole. he tied off the condom quickly, throwing it out and grabbing a water bottle for you from his fridge. he settled back down next you, planting soft kisses against your shoulder as you took a sip of the cool liquid. 

your legs shook slightly, still overstimulated and he mentioned this, a little smile on his face. 

“yeah well,” you started, “the best sex of your life will do that to you.” 

“me? the best?” he questioned, shocked. 

you raised an eyebrow at him. “don’t act like you don’t know how you just made me feel,” you said, laughing. “magic dick or something.” you paused. “your powers got something to do with that?”

he laughed out loud and it felt so normal. the two of you naked, laughing, blushing, happy. 

he looked at you seriously, “you know i was being honest when i said all that stuff right?” he questioned. he looked a little bit nervous. 

“i want you to be my girl y/n.” 

your heart squeezed and you kissed him. 

“i think we can arrange that.” 

you knew you could get used to that, and you did. many more hazy nights were spent wrapped in his covers with loving touches and meaningful words. 

ty for reading <3 masterlist

[therulerofallpotatos]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Wednesday (TV 2022) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Wednesday Addams/Tyler Galpin, Wednesday Addams & Bianca Barclay & Ajax Petropolus, Tyler Galpin & Ajax Petropolus Characters: Ajax Petropolus, Wednesday Addams, Tyler Galpin, Bianca Barclay, Xavier Thorpe Additional Tags: Post-Canon, POV Outsider, POV Ajax Petropolus, Canon-Typical Violence, Dark Xavier Thorpe, Attempted Rape/Non-Con, BAMF Ajax Petropolus, Stoner Ajax Petropolus, Good Friend Ajax Petropolus, Wednesday Addams & Ajax Petropolus Friendship, Kidnapping, ailesswhumptober 2023 day five, Snakes, casual nudity, Hyde Tyler Galpin, Protective Tyler Galpin, Protective Ajax Petropolus, Murder, this was entirely based on a dream i had and it's almost vertabim how it happened in my dream, Siren Influence, I don't know how to tag that, angst with a happy ending Series: Part 6 of AI-Less Whumptober 2023 Summary:

Ajax didn’t like hurting people. He lived every day doing everything he could not to slip up and stone someone. The idea of looking at his friends and turning them into stone was one of his worst nightmares.

He would learn that there were worse things to worry about the hard way.

OR

Xavier kidnapped Wednesday, Ajax, and Bianca and things escalated to the point where turning to stone may not have been the worst thing to happen to you. Ajax would do anything to protect his friends, and he was about to prove it.

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Here it is!! Day five of whumptober! The theme is kidnapping and I’ve been saving this one in my notes for months. I was convinced I wouldn’t have it done in time, so I’m really extra happy to have it for y’all today. Please enjoy!

[ars3n1c-101]

WHY IS HE SO PRETTY? GOD. THIS UPSETS ME. 😭 WHY.

LIKE ACTUALLY DEAD ASS? HES SO PRETTY, AND OVERALL JUST REMINDS ME OF MY BOYFRIEND, IS THIS WHY HES MY FAVOURITE CHARACTER? IM SO CONFUSED. CRYING , SOBBING, SHITTING TEARS.

LIKE I KNOW I PUT THIS IN MY OTHER POST BUT FR? MY BOYFRIEND HAS LONG BLONDE HAIR, AND IF I PUT THAT SHIT INTO A BUN, WOULD LITERALLY LOOK LIKE XAVIER, HES TALL? AND IM ASSUMING XAVIER IS TALL CAUSE GAWDDAMN THAT HEIGHT COMPARISON BETWEEN HIM AND WEDNESDAY

LIKE? IM 5’5 MY BOYFRIEND IS 5’10 OR SO. AND,, AND, BOTH THESE MFERS DRAW. THE ONLY THING MY PARTNER CANT DO IS MAKE THEM MOVE. AND THEYRE BOTH HANDSOME. WHY? THIS IS COPYRIGHT OF MY PARTNER BRO. HOW TF?

But seriously though, Xavier is my favourite character<3 he reminds me sm of my partner and it’s crazy, that might be why he’s my favourite character, It’s just. Oml it’s not like, I’m gonna read fanfic levels of I love him, it’s just, I love his character, I love how they made him. Xavier is? Amazing. I love the way they did this.

I MEAN, my partner is also amazing too, but y’all don’t know them personally so , but yeah<3 my two favourite boys, real and fictional and they both so alike

Here’s one last gif for the road<33

[omgssmylg-11]

do you really ship xavier and wednesday? or are you just madly in love with xavier and need to see what he is actually like as a boyfriend?

[punkerdandelion]

listen, if wednesday doesn't want xavier i'll gladly take him off her hands

[potatothewriter]

I had a dream last night that I was Percy Hynes White's new partner that he brought to set and gosh dang it I need a fluffy artist golden retriever boyfriend 🥺

[cagethemunson]

oh shit I forgot to tell you; there's this guy here at school and he literally looks like xavier but maybe if xavier was three years younger, it's crazy

omw to by a ticket to turkey

[hs-is-loml]

Avoid. (x.t)

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Reader

Summary: blurb! after thinking about something bianca said to you a few days ago, you started to create a small distance from your boyfriend. which of course he noticed.

Warnings: established relationship, self-doubt, the smallest bit of angst, fluff ending

a/n: okay, so i ended up not reading my textbook, and worked on other things instead... but anyways enough about that just remember you are always more than enough<3

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“You look awfully lonely,” a voice said from beside you. "You mind if I join?"

Your gaze moved from the pavement to a pair of green eyes that you knew far too well.

“I was enjoying a moment of peace actually,” you responded to the boy before you continued to look ahead at the path in front of you that led into the city.

“Moment of peace or are you avoiding me?” Xavier countered with his eyebrows raised giving you a knowing look.

“No, I definitely think it was for a moment of peace,” you replied pausing for a second. “From you…”

“I KNEW IT!”

“You don’t have to be so loud, it’s only us,” you laughed at the boy’s reaction.

“Wait. Why have you been avoiding me? You haven’t even responded to my texts earlier,” Xavier asked with a worried tone.

“I ran into someone a few days ago, and they made me realized something,” you answered wanting to move on from the topic.

“And what did they make you realized?”

“That I shouldn’t get to attached.”

“That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard,” Xavier uttered.

“Xavier, it’s nothing personal,” you lied. “I don’t want to hold you back.”

What really happened was a few days ago Bianca came up to you sprouting thoughts of doubt about your relationship with Xavier throughout your mind. She talked about how this was only temporary for him until he would eventually get bored and come back to her. You knew that wouldn’t actually happen, but it didn’t stop you from creating more distance between you and Xavier for the past few days.

“I think you ignoring me is definitely personal,” he scoffed. “Y/n, it takes two people to be in a relationship.”

“Which two people,” you said under your breathe though he was still able to pick up what you whispered.

“No, seriously, what is your problem with me right now?”

“Why don’t you ask her?” you snapped quickening your pace to walk ahead of him. “You always go back to her don’t you?”

“Who?” Xavier asked in the most utter confusion.

“Bianca.”

“Why would I go back to her? I have you.”

“What if I not enough?” you blurted out stopping in your tracks to turn around and face him.

“You are more enough. You’re all I need,” Xavier walked closer to you.

“I-”

“You are the only person that I want,” he wrapped his arms around you allowing you to lean your head against his chest.

“I’m sorry,” you apologized.

“No, you have nothing to be sorry for.”

“No, I do. I shouldn’t have let Bianca have that much power over our relationship,” you admitted. “I was just scared that what if you got bored with being with me?”

“How could I ever get bored? I could stare at you for hours,” he laughed.

“You’re only saying that because you need a model to draw,” you pushed him away laughing.

“I don’t need a model if you’re my muse,” he joked.

“Maybe I was right for avoiding you.” you said walking faster to the city.

“Wait! Hey! NO MORE AVOIDING.”

[gelus-ugs]

Xavier Thorpe x Fem! Reader

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Prompt: [Y/n] has always worn baggy clothing, even her uniform is a bit too big. Xavier thought nothing of it, figuring that it was just what she was comfortable with. Little did he know it was to hide something a big..bigger (no, not pregnancy)

Established Relationship

Update: I haven’t heard anything about the Percy Hynes White situation, so I’m opening back up requests for Xavier Thorpe!

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At the sound of reoccurring knocks from the other side of the door, Xavier stood from his bed and made his way to the door. He cracked opened the door, revealing his girlfriend in her oversized uniform.

“Hey!”

[Y/n] smiled up at Xavier, who opened the door wider to let her in. As [Y/n] entered his dorm, she took notice of the many sketches and drawings that were hung on the walls.

One in particular had caught [Y/n]’s eye. It was that of a lily, blooming amongst other flower buds. It was a simple drawing, yet she was entranced by it.

“Sorry my dorm’s a bit of a mess”

Xavier apologized as he began to move some things around as an attempt to tidy up a bit. Upon hearing no response, he looked up to see [Y/n] staring at one of his drawings.

Xavier walked behind [Y/n] and gently placed his hands on the side of her arms, caressing them as he leaned down to place a kiss on the top of her head.

“The lily, huh? Ironically, I was thinking of you while drawing that”

“It’s beautiful”

[Y/n] mumbled, admiring the drawing for a tad bit longer before turning around and smiling at Xavier. The male couldn’t help but return the smile as he placed a kiss on her cheek.

“The bathroom is over there if you want to change into something more comfortable”

[Y/n] nodded, grabbing her change of clothes from the bag she had brought with her before making her way to the bathroom. Xavier found himself on his bed, mindlessly scrolling through social media as he waited for his partner to finish changing.

“So, what movie should we watch?”

“It doesn’t matter to me. Whatever…”

Xavier answered with a shrug as he looked up from his phone, losing his train of thought once he laid eyes on [Y/n]. She was wearing a fitted tank top - which exaggerated her chest in comparison to her usual clothes that kept it hidden.

Xavier never thought much about what [Y/n]’s body was like under her baggy wear, the male never really caring to and figuring her body was as normal as anyone else’s.

Oh lord, was he wrong.

Nothing could’ve prepared Xavier for the sight of his girlfriend having large breasts - it was like a horny teen’s dream come true. Xavier couldn’t help but stare as her figure walked towards him, talking away as he paid little to no attention to what she was saying.

Once [Y/n] was close enough, Xavier pulled her onto the bed and immediately rolled on top of her, burying his face in between the flesh of his partner’s chest. [Y/n] let out a noise of confusion as she stared at her boyfriend,

“Xavi, love..what are you doing?”

Xavier only let out a hum in response, causing [Y/n] to chuckle. She began to run her fingers through Xavier’s hair, smiling down at him.

“Do what you want, Xavi”