#xavier thorpe/ofc

[jonogueirawrites]

The in-between.

Chapter 11 of 22.

Chapter 1.

 Not even in a million years.

AO3

Soaked to the bones and cold as an iceberg. Xavier shivered from head to toe when they finally landed… somewhere. The flight hadn't taken long, and he couldn't say it was a terrible experience, but it wasn't amazing either. 

Inspecting the house in front of him, he grabbed his hair and tried to dry it as much as he could. A shadow on the second floor caught his attention, and he let his mind wonder if it was Evangeline. 

His reveries were cut short when his eyes landed on the angel by his side. The mocking smirk on his lips made Xavier roll his eyes. "What?" 

"It's just… wow!"  

"Wow?" He wrung out the T-shirt and watched the water soak into the grass. 

"You really like her, don't you?" Nathanael crossed his arms over his chest. The smirk still plastered on his face. 

Xavier sighed. The memory of her kisses brought warmth with them. "I do." 

"Cool! Now let's get inside before you catch a cold." 

They walked side by side. Through the floor-to-ceiling window, Xavier could see the twins playing. The door opened, and Megaera stared at him. There was no malice nor bad intentions in her eyes. Only curiosity looked back at him. 

"Xavier Thorpe." She gave him a once over. Her lips curled up, and she walked to the side so he could enter. "Welcome to our home." 

He expected to see pictures of old battles between angels and demons. Many of those expensive sculptures around the place. Maybe some black and gold on the walls, but no. There was a minimalist kind of decoration. On the walls many pictures of the family together. Proud photos of the children displaying medals and diplomas hanging on the walls. Family. It was obviously the most important thing in that household. 

He had barely gotten inside when Raphael came down the stairs. The older angel's eyes bore into Xavier's. There was a quick pressure around him and then nothing. A warning, perhaps? 

"Do you think I would have brought him here before checking his aura?" Nathanael walked past him. Before he could sit on the couch, his mother gave him a quick glance, and he gave up on the idea.  

"The real question is, why would you bring him here in the first place?" 

"Because Evangeline is super down and thinking about dropping university." 

"Why would she do that?" Her mother sat on the chaise. A deep frown on her face. 

"Because she thinks he hates her." 

 Xavier's mouth hung open. Three pairs of eyes turned his way. His mind still trying to comprehend what Nathanael had said. But once the pieces fell into place, he squared his shoulder and tried his best to match their gazes. "I don't hate her. Nor do I want her to quit university." He made sure to pause and look at each one of them again. "Quite the contrary, actually." 

He watched as her father took another step down. A predator analyzing his prey. "Hate or quit?"  

There was something in his demeanor that Xavier couldn't understand. Knowing very well he would never grasp what was happening, he decided to answer truthfully. "Both." 

There was electricity in the air like lightning striking a nearby tree. His teeth hurt for a moment, and the white behind his eyes hurt his brain. Whatever had happened disappeared as soon as he looked at Raphael again. The smirk on his face even more teasing than Nathanael's. 

A whisper in his left ear made him break eye contact.  

"Family," the sweet voice of Megaera started, and hands rested on his shoulders, "is everything." The warm breath caressing his neck sent a cold shiver down his spine. The voice moved to his right ear. "Are you ready," she turned him to look at her, and he got lost in the depths of her black eyes, "to be family, little thing?" 

"Yes."  

"So quick to say yes." The smile playing on her face faded away. "Family is not blood, Xavier. It's not marriage, dating, or sex." She straightened her back, and somehow, he felt like a child. "It's a bond impossible to explain. It's the blood on the blade. The poison on a cup's rim. A curse under the moonlight." Her touch on his skin fleeting. "The pain of a broken bone." 

"The sun warming up our skin. A flower blooming. The laughter of an innocent child. A dog's tail wagging in happiness." Raphael's voice coming from everywhere. "The nervousness of a first kiss." 

"Love, Xavier," Nathanael spoke from behind his mother. "It's love in its purest form. It's sacrifice. It's giving. It's understanding and forgiveness." He rounded them and stopped by his side. "It's love, Xavier." 

The smile on Megaera's lips returned. "Love is near and far, and everything in between."  

"Love's blood and flesh. Heart and mind." Xavier got surprised when he heard the words falling from his lips. "It's total destruction and absolute creation." 

Raphael's voice came from the final steps. "Love is." 

Xavier sighed. It was more than a simple yes or no question. Are you ready to be family? It flashed in his mind. It was written on their faces. "I don't know." 

Megaera's smile grew. It doubled and reached her eyes. "And that, little thing, is the correct answer." 

Xavier was mentally exhausted. Why did everything about Evangeline have to be so challenging?  

He closed his eyes in an attempt to clear his mind, but his paintings crossed his memory. His chest was heavy. There was urgency in his being. The words wanted to escape his mouth, but Raphael didn't allow them. 

"I hope you come to understand what we are asking here someday." He sat on the couch, his wife sitting beside him. "You don't need to marry my daughter, Xavier. You don't even have to be anything but friends. Shit, you don't even have to speak to one another." He took a deep breath and kissed Megaera's forehead. "Think about it. I'm sure we'll be talking about this some other day." 

Xavier nodded. The words stolen from his lips, free to be spoken. "I have dreams." 

"Good." Nathanael mocked from the piano's duet bench. His fingers playing a melancholic song.

When Xavier looked at the angel, he must have had something in his eyes because the other man dropped his attitude, and his whole focus was directed at Xavier's words. The mood in the air changed. They all felt it. 

"I've had strange recurring dreams since the beginning of last semester. I'm also an artist, and some of my paintings are about Good against Evil. Things fighting to take over Evangeline. None of them were deliberated done by me." The silence stretched in the room. 

"Do you think it has to do with what Evangeline is?" Someone asked but Xavier wasn’t really paying attention.

"Yes. I'm sure of that. In one of the paintings…." He carded his hair. "Two entities fought over Evangeline. I'm not talking figuratively. They were fighting above Evangeline, and she was on the ground. She called to me, but something kept me from reaching her. When I looked at the painting again, she lay dead." 

Raphael's jaw clenched, and Megaera's eyes narrowed at him. Nathanael opened his mouth to say something, but Xavier didn't allow it. 

"I think it had to do with her balance. As long as it's even, she will be fine." The tension in the air dissipated. "As I said, I think." 

"We'll keep an eye on it." Raphael nodded his way. 

"There's… there's something else." He swept his face. "It's the Tall Man." 

"Tall man?" Megaera asked. 

"I don't know what it means. I don't even know if it is a man. But he is there, always there. In the corners, in plain sight, in the shadows. His mouth… there are too many white teeth. The smile is way too big for his face. I don't know what he wants or what anything relates to him." 

There was a pause. Everyone thinking about the possibilities until Xavier sighed. 

"There was a raven in a dream." He took a deep breath. "The Tall Man wanted to kill me for some reason, but a raven protected me. I think the raven is Evangeline and that she and the Tall Man are enemies." 

"What does he look like?" It was Nathanael's turn to ask. 

"I don't know. All I see are his eyes and smile. Sorry, I can't give you more details. I-" 

Raphael stood. His eyes full of questions, but there was also softness in them. "You did more than you can imagine, Xavier." After a moment, a smile crossed his face. "Think about what we talked before." 

Xavier nodded.  

"Okay. Let's get you some nice clothes." Nathanael made to leave the room. 

"For what?" 

"Out? The club? Evangeline?" He wiggled his brows in a not-so-subtle manner. 

"After everything, I just told you-" 

"And what good will it do us to mull over things that are out of our control?" He placed his hands on his hips. "Look. You told us. We are going to prepare for whatever your dreams are trying to warn us about. But tonight? You need this. Evangeline needs this! So we are going to get you some nice clothes before we head out because there is no way I'll be seen with you in that." He waved his finger at Xavier. "No, no." 

"Are you sure this is a good idea? And where are you taking me?" 

"Trust me," he winked, "we are going to the threes." 

Megaera laughed in an almost hysterical way. She looked at Xavier, and her eyes shone. "You better get changed, little thing." 

"What is so special about this place? And what kind of name is the threes?" 

"Three mouths, three eyes, and three horns," Raphael answered. "The house of the freaks." 

Xavier looked at them. Confusion all over his face. 

Nathanael chuckled. "Nevermore is for the good guys. The threes? Not so much." He winked at him again. "Oh! When we are there, make sure to keep close, and don't drink anything blue or red. Also, nothing yellow." He turned to walk out of the room but stopped. "For the love of all that's holy, do not eat the fruits." Megaera and Raphael chuckled. "You know what? Do not drink or eat anything that we do not approve of." 

It took several minutes for Nathanael to find something that fit Xavier. They returned to the living room, where the twins played with their mother, and Raphael played a soft melody on the piano. Nathanael looked at his watch and cursed.  

"I don't like to get there after midnight." 

Xavier turned his way. "Why?" 

"The hour of the wicked, little thing."  

"The threes is a neutral ground, Xavier. Anything and everything go there to unwind." 

"And we are going there?" 

"They know us. So you don't need to worry." 

Raphael played the last notes and turned to them. "Actually, they know us." He motioned for his wife and himself. 

"Whatever." Nathanael scoffed. 

Xavier watched as both angels had a quiet argument. Too fidget, he stood by the window and closed his eyes. His mind busy with all the information thrown his way. He turned to ask them if there was anything he could do to help Evangeline when her voice caught everyone's attention. He had to look up at the top of the stairs and mentally remind himself to breathe. 

"What's he doing here?" 

She was beautiful, no, breathtaking. Her white dress hugged her curves, letting her legs exposed. Her arms were covered in long sleeves and the cleavage accentuated by a necklace. Her black hair was loose on her back. A strand over her shoulder contrasting with the red on her lips. When she walked downstairs, the click of her red high heels setting the rhythm to his heart.  

Xavier couldn't take his eyes off her. 

"What is he doing here?" Evangeline glanced at him over her shoulders. 

"He is coming with us," Nathanael spoke from the open door. "C'mon, we don't have all night." 

Evangeline turned to give Xavier a good look. She didn't utter a word his way.  

His smile open and honest. "Hello, Evan-"  

"You are my brother's problem." She turned and left the house.  

Xavier followed them and stopped by Nathanael's side, trying not to antagonize Evangeline. 

"Did you at least remember to take it?" She was finishing talking to her brother when he arrived. 

"Fuck. I forgot." 

"Why am I not surprised?" She went inside again, and when she returned, she addressed Xavier. Her voice crispy, but there was softness in her eyes when they shared a glance. "Protection." She showed him a necklace with an arrow pendant. Her hands caressed his shoulders and chest after she clasped it around his neck. They looked at each other for a second, and there were so many emotions in both of their gazes, but nothing was shared. 

"Let me go get the car." Nathanael looked at them, not trying to hide his grin. 

Xavier spent the next minutes by Evangeline's side. The silence between them weirdly comfortable. When the car arrived, she turned to him. "I hope you're ready to have your mind blown." She tilted her head at him with a teasing smile on her red lips. "Time to go." 

He watched her get in the car, and the only thing he could think about was how pleased he was to know she was safe, happy, and herself. An in-between. 

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Evangeline made sure to sit in the backseat. She wanted to look at Xavier without him knowing. She wanted to make sure that nothing could happen between them because of what she was. Nothing could happen because she was afraid of hurting him. 

When Xavier looked back and flashed her one of his disarming smiles, Evangeline knew that not even in a million years would she be able to resist him. 

“Fuck,” she said in a whisper so no one could hear. 

I hope you liked.

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[wednesdayincorrectquotespt]

Y/n: when we first met you, we thought you were weird and annoying.

Xavier:

Tyler:

Enid:

Wednesday:

Bianca:

Yoko:

Xavier: and?

Y/n: and you are.

[musicnmovies]

rewatching wednesday and it's just soooo painful to watch her interactions with xavier

[baz-writes-sometimes]

What goes around comes back around

Xavier Thorpe x Valerye Zamoyski (OFC)

Beginnings part 8

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4] [Part 5] [Part 6] [Part 7] [Part 8] [Part 9] [Part 10] [Part 11] [Part 12] ...

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Summary: Some things awaken. Some too soon, some too late. Or maybe they're right on time? Even when it doesn't seem that way. A search for answers begins with a 'bang'.

Warnings: Smut. Angst. Recreational drug use (weed). Brief period talk.

Xavier sat in his art shed for what felt like forever. He could hear the distant sounds of the crickets chirping away in the settling darkness. His eyes stung, strained underneath the feeble light offered by the ancient lamp hanging overhead. He had told himself many times he would finally fix it but never seemed to get around to actually doing it. Always way too preoccupied with his current project.

He winced at the audible growling of his stomach. In his painting frenzy, he didn’t notice how long it was since he last ate. He was getting nauseous.

He locked himself up there before noon. Right after him and Valerye came back from Jericho. The silence that fell in between them on the ride to the Academy was still gnawing at his bones. It was stifling. He wanted to reach over to her, to hold her again, to feel her kiss him on top of his head just like she did underneath the mural. 

It felt right that very moment, feeling her heartbeat, feeling understood. 

But the brutal reality didn’t care about any of that. It didn’t care about what he wanted. It didn’t care about shit.

The longing he felt towards her every second spent with her burned in every fibre of his being. Pulled the air out of his lungs. It hurt with every touch, every passing brush of her skin on his. The realisation that the faint touch of her lips brought over him stabbed daggers through his heart. Because he knew she wasn’t for him. He was made sure of it during that god forsaken Rave’N dance.

She was with Cameron.

Picking up the paintbrush, he got completely lost in the art. Trying to numb his mind. Soothe his soul. He placed rushed, angry lines onto the canvas, not minding the splatters that covered his clothes. His chest heaving, flyaway hair around his temple, his fingers worked in a feverish precision. This was his way of pouring his thoughts and feelings out - the best way he knew - with frantic sketches and frenzied brush strokes.

He had to get her out of his head.

He didn't go to dinner, he didn't even go back when the last rays of sunshine began to disappear from the walls of his studio. Engulfing him in an eerie glow that seemed to concentrate on the painting before him. Almost bringing it to life, adding glimmer to the grey eyes, putting shadows in the hair he wanted to run his fingers through every time she was close.

He watched it, breathing heavily through his nostrils. A thin sheen of sweat covered his forehead, making him shiver in the cold evening air.

He couldn't do that anymore. He was supposed to move on and it wasn't even a day and he already fucked it up.

The paint, still wet, made the cover he threw over the canvas stick to it. It definitely smeared some of the lines, Xavier thought while he stashed the painting away, at the back of the shed, in between the rarely used equipment. He didn't want to have it out. He didn't want it to tempt him. It was enough.

Feeling lightheaded, his stomach in a knot, he locked the shed behind him. Tomorrow he had a date with Bianca. And he was going to make the most of it.

-***-

The following days felt weirder and weirder as the time went on. 

Valerye knew there was something changing. Slowly but surely, she felt it creeping up on her; the feeling of the air shifting. As if there was something going on inside her, morphing, warping and then seeping through her skin, into the world around her.

At first, it started as something seemingly innocent. A few cramps here and there. A few painful stings throughout the body, through her mind. A migraine perhaps. Short lived, it can happen. 

Then, the brain fog came. Thick and dense, it came in waves, enveloping her senses in the most inconvenient moments. Tuning out the outside world as if she was temporarily numb. Losing connection with reality. Daydreaming about nothing at all. But zoning out wasn't supposed to make you break out in hot sweat in the middle of the day.

"Sounds hormonal. You might be PMS-ing." Divina took a drag and passed the joint to Yoko. "I always get all weird and sweaty before my period."

Through a puff of smoke, Val shot the girlfriends a side glance.

"Well, about that…" She paused. "Technically, I'm not supposed to… like, at all. Not able to."

Her nails became quite an interesting area to pay attention to.

"But how?" Enid frowned. "I mean you were born with everything down there, like, a woman? A biological woman I mean, right? Because you didn't say you weren’t cis–"

"Enid!" Yoko hissed. Her red eyes followed Valerye's expression closely. She must've noticed the twitch in her jaw. But she waved her off. She felt she owed her friends at least a bit of an explanation.

"It is a– s family condition, let's call it that."

She could feel their eyes on her. Surprisingly sober eyes, despite the remnants of the joint still smoking in the ashtray.

"Having a baby is considered a miracle in my family. We have some… something in our bloodline that makes us mostly infertile. I have no idea what that is and why. But that's why I don't have many family members. Can't multiply I guess."

A few seconds of heavy silence fell between them. Valerye desperately tried to blink the stinging in her eyes away.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't–"

"No, it's okay. I mean, could you imagine what hell on earth would it be if there were more of me?"

A loud snort followed her words. Yoko groaned.

"God damn it, Val, I swear to gods. I'm gonna punch you one day for talking shit."

-***-

“Hey, you good?” Cameron swung his arm around her shoulders and brought her into a side hug as they made their way out of the Foreign classroom. “You seem awfully quiet recently.”

She only hummed in response, too preoccupied with the tall, lanky figure walking swiftly past them. God, why did he smell so good?

“Is it about Parents' Day?”

Valerye tore her eyes off from Bianca pecking Xavier on the cheek. Her stomach turned.

"Uh, yeah. My mum is… not exactly peachy, let's put it that way."

"Uh-huh. And that's all that clearly bothers you?"

Cameron watched her like a hawk since all of this started. Not that he usually wasn't - but there was something odd about his behaviour now. Almost as if he listened intently in between her words. Trying to catch something in between the lines and also whenever she wasn't talking. And he must have found something he was looking for, given the way he smirked under his nose.

"What else should I be bothered about, oh my insightful companion? Maybe about the conspiracy that goes behind my back, hm?"

Him and Yoko seemed to have been on a mission of sorts. Whispering to each other, stealing glances towards Val. They've been stopping their conversations abruptly whenever someone came within earshot. Suspiciously, whenever it was her who came near them.

"I have absolutely no clue what you're talking about." Cameron shot her a big, fangy smile that only proved her point.

"Fucker." She grumbled loud enough for him to hear.

"Love ya too, V."

A loud thud sounded somewhere behind them. They turned, only to see a whirl of long hair. Xavier bent down to pick up a book that slipped out of his grasp, before anyone could help him. He didn't even look at them when he passed them. Clutching the sketchbook close to his stomach.

The sketchbook she gave him.

-***-

Divina was right.

But the thing is, she was not supposed to bleed. At least not this early.

They usually got one or two shots at this. And nothing more.

She needed to find an explanation. A way to postpone this. A way to stop this, to make her body wait for the right time and the right place. A right person.

She wanted to have a choice.

If her mother wasn't going to give her a good explanation soon, she would have to take the matters into her own hands. You don't have access to an ancient library, just to get wasted there, away from prying eyes. 

But Bianca might have an issue with her snooping around there after meeting hours. Thing is, she seemed to have a growing issue with her mere presence. 

They never were the best of friends but they got along just fine. That was, until after the Rave'N dance. Until she went out with him.

A hot rush of shivers ran through her body. A knot tied inside her stomach, making her shift her hips, looking for some friction. She could feel her cheeks heat up when Rowan looked at her quizzically from over the Botany textbook.

"Itchy. New cream."

Thank goodness he was a bit off since he came back from sick leave. He was unusually quiet, even for himself. Frantically leafing through some progressively more and more dusty books, as if he too was searching for something. Something he didn't want to share. It took the attention away from her.

However, his shifty demeanour didn't go unnoticed.

"He has some health related leaves quite often. It's not the first time." Xavier stated when asked about the matter during one of the lunch breaks. He stared at Rowan's back, when he once again excused himself from the table. “But to be honest, he seemed to be getting weirder recently. Dunno, he rarely tells anyone anything…”

And there was him. Xavier Thorpe. Her friend. Her Foreign Beasts and Legends partner. A person that seemed to occupy her mind far beyond what should be considered normal, even for a best friend. 

She often caught herself wanting his hands on her. Wanting to feel his charcoal stained fingers on her neck. Her neck. Out of all the goddamn places they could be. Wanting him not to pull away whenever her palm rested on his for a bit longer. She now could even pick up on the smell that lingered around him in the corridors. Making the butterflies go into a frenzy.

It seemed as if they had settled in there for good.

-***-

Valerye never thought that the pent up sexual frustration would be so abysmally difficult to deal with. Throughout the weeks, it grew and flashed through her bones in the most inconvenient moments.

The hormonal changes, yes, that was expected. But the part about the sudden and overwhelming hot flashes and visible shivers? Combined with an almost unbearable urge to deal with the heat pooling in her core at random times? That seemed to be a bit much, even for a hormonal young woman.

A fleeting thought passed through her mind. They didn't cover her kind in the Foreign Beings and Legends just yet but something was telling her it could have something to do with forces outside of the normal bodily functions.

She had to look for something in the Nightshades' Library later. She wasn't going to wait around for her mother to finally answer her phone calls.

Her palm found its way to her panties and she hissed at the wet spot that formed there when she pressed her fingers down. The heat she felt was soul consuming. She swore if she saw anyone in her dorm room right now she would pounce on them in an instant. Thankfully, Yoko was out at the fencing practice and wouldn't come back for more than an hour.

Val just hoped an hour would be enough to release the burning she felt in her veins.

She let out a stifled moan when she rubbed herself in slow but firm circles. With her legs wide, knees bent, she couldn't help but thrust her hips up into her palm. The pressure didn't seem to be enough and she let out a desperate, angered cry. Why was she feeling this way?

She rolled over onto her stomach, her mind acting on it's own. With fumbling hands, Val bunched up a pillow and stuffed it in between her legs. Pressing her pussy right on top of it and moaned when the hardener material dug into her clothed clit. The wave of burning hot pleasure it sent up and down her spine was addicting. 

Her hips moved, setting an erratic pace and she flew down onto the sheets, grabbing at the edge of her mattress to get more leverage. Every roll of her hips, every stroke of the pillow on her swollen cunt made the lewd, wet sounds louder, more prominent in between her panting. She felt how much she flooded her underwear by now - but she was far from done.

The delicious pressure inside her was growing at  a painfully slow pace, despite the urgency in her movements. A thin sheen of sweat now covered her body, making her t-shirt cling to her back. She tore it off, angry at the distraction. She had to focus if she wanted to cum within the goddamn hour she had left. 

Huffing, she went to lay down once again and pressed her eyes shut. She pressed down onto the pillow more and rolled her hips again. The slick that covered the entirety of the material now made her glide against it with ease, sending waves after waves of electricity through her bones. An image of a man's hips, narrow and slim, popped up in her mind's eye and the knot tightened wonderfully in her abdomen. The jeans she now saw underneath her looked oddly familiar but she brushed it aside. It felt wonderful to imagine it.

With the slim build and the long and lanky thighs she now pictured underneath her, she came, rutting over the pillow as if she was grinding on top of the man's jean covered bulge. Soft, desperate moans now sounded in the overall quiet dorm room as she came, clenching hard on nothing, wishing that the large palms would be gripping her hips tight, pressing her down onto the clothed cock, hard.

She didn't stop. The new amount of slick flooded out of her fluttering but empty hole and she wailed in exasperation. It wasn't enough. She wanted more. She had to get more.

She reached to her bedside table and fished out a box, where she kept her dildo. If this didn't work, she would absolutely bite someone's head off tomorrow.

She pulled the soaked material of her underwear to the side. Her cheeks flushed even more at the sight of a large wet spot she left after grinding on the pillow. But as soon as she pressed the tip of the toy against her entrance, every bashful thought flew right out of her mind. A man was underneath her yet again, his large palms groping her hips. His plump lips parted, begging her to have him inside of her in a quiet whisper that, once again, sounded oddly familiar. 

She moaned loudly as the dildo slid inside her entirely with ease, making a wet, squelching sound. The slight stretch was mind numbingly good. She spread her legs wider, as if she straddled the imaginary, narrow hips once again and pressed her clit over the pillow, right where the wet stain was. She bucked her hips and her brain short-circuited at the overbearing sensations the penetration provided with the sweet pressure on her sensitive nub.

But when she moved, she couldn't help herself anymore. The feeling of the dildo gliding in and out of her as she rutted the pillow made her moan like crazy. The slick kept gushing out of her, making it so wonderful to rub herself with the material. She could feel the orgasm coming again and the man's fingers dug into her hips desperately.

"Yes, baby, cum on me." His voice breathy, sounded inside her mind and she let out a strangled whine once again, clenching around the hard dildo. "I want you, Val."

The green eyes looked up from underneath her with such desperation she couldn't bear it anymore. Another release hit her like a speeding truck, shaking through her with such a force she saw stars.

"Oh fuck, Xavier–"

His eyebrows scrunched in a pained pleasure. A slur of praise fell from his plump, full lips as his chiselled jaw clenched. His big hands rocked her finally sated body against his through the aftershocks.

She panted through her nose, trying to steady her erratic breathing, as the realisation now hit her, still having the mental image of him underneath her, inside her. 

She came hard, imagining Xavier fucking her.

Xavier Thorpe. 

Her friend. 

[ao3feed-wenvier]

Pandora’s Box

by Blueveins900

Wednesday

It seems the myth of "Pandora's Box" was true. Once you open it, it brings disasters. I thought what was between him and me was different.

Ever since we were kids, he tormented me. Those jade-green eyes were the source of my nightmares. He never let me escape.

It was all a game I had no chance of winning.

Because Xavier Thorpe was always one step ahead.

Xavier

I've despised her since forever. In a dark corner of my mind, the reason was that I couldn't have her. The forbidden fruit.

My best friend's little sister. A spoiled brat. But the way her azure gaze pierced my soul was the trigger.

It only took one game.

One knife.

I lured her into my den, deceiving her. We both knew I was going to hurt her, but we couldn't stop.

Words: 3829, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Wednesday (TV 2022)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Wednesday Addams, Xavier Thorpe, Tyler Galpin, Enid Sinclair

Relationships: Wednesday Addams/Xavier Thorpe

Additional Tags: Bullying, Alternate Universe - Dark, Stalking, Jealous Xavier Thorpe, First Kiss, First Time, Smut, Alternate Universe, Fluff and Angst, Childhood, Dark Xavier Thorpe, Slow Burn, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Hate to Love, Best Friend’s Sister, Xavier bullies Wednesday, Out of love ofc, joking, Sex, Vaginal Sex, Dark Romance, Age Difference, Older Man/Younger Woman, Wednesday Addams is Soft for Xavier Thorpe

https://archiveofourown.org/works/54328600

[novemberwasgrey]

Repeat after me: Xavier and Enid have a sibling dynamic.

Enid: Break Wednesday's heart and I'll burn all your canvas.

Xavier: Break Ajax's heart and I'll burn all your unicorn plushies.

Enid *glares intensely*:

Xavier *glares back*:

Xavier: Hey, did you watch Bridgerton?

Enid: OMG yes! I loved season 2!

[just-jessiejames]

oh yeah i'm fine im writing a fanfic about two boys falling in love instead of, idk seeing a doctor for a mysterious medical problem, but yeah. no im okie dokie! definitely nothing wrong going on here

[halloweentowntwokalabarsrevenge]

okay but wednesday and bianca sharing custody of xavier. like he’s not just a weird little guy, he’s our weird little guy.

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

Hi! Can you write a Xavier Thorpe x Reader one shot, where reader is just like Wednesday, doesn’t show her emotions and is really closed off.

Her and Xavier have had a ‘thing’ going on but Xavier was sick of her not showing how she feels and not wanting to tell people and they have a fight just before the Rave’n so Xavier ends up taking Bianca.

When Reader turns up with Wednesday, Tyler, Enid and Ajax, she sees Xavier with Bianca and actually starts to tear up for the first time in her life.

The others are noticing she’s crying are are freaking out and she keeps denying it before she finally breaks down and runs out.

Maybe Enid is angry and goes up to Xavier shouting and he eventually runs after Reader, and a happy ending please? A really soft cute ending where they fix things and Reader is just desperately apologising and begging for Xavier to stay with her, which is unlike her but she really loves him :))

Sorry if this is too much detail! I absolutely adore your writing by the way, and though I’d request this with you as you write so well! <3

ofc!

NOT FAIR

pairings: Xavier Thorpe x Fem!reader summary: ^^^^ warnings:

"hey" Xavier greeted you with a big smile as he wrapped his arms around you.

"stop" you nervously pushed him away gently, looking around, checking if anyone was in the quad

"don't do that in public" you stated bluntly

"I was just saying hello" he chuckled confused "what's wrong with that?"

"nothing, just don't hug me" you spoke mono-toned

"so I can't hug my girl? what else can't I do?" he questioned rhetorically

"first of all I'm not exactly your girl. and anything but physical affection, verbal affection. any type type of affection really or touching" you replied dully

"so I can't even hold your hand?" he scoffed

"don't take it personally" you remarked

"I will take it personally! I can't do anything with you! I thought we had something" he admitted

"I never said we didn't" you shrugged

"well why don't you want to let people know? are you embarrassed of me or something?" he questioned

"more embarrassed that we have to have this discussion" you responded

"can you at least tell me how you feel?" he pleaded

"I feel bad" you paused, trying to think of the words. but Xavier thought that was it and his face softened

"I feel bad that I have to waste my time having this discussion. you knew what I was like when you met me, yet you still pursue me"

"you're kidding, right?" he huffed

"I don't kid"

"I'm so sick of you not telling me how you feel about things. it's not that easy to guess your emotions, Y/n. and what's the problem of not letting people see? what are they going to do, huh?" he said loudly

"if you're sick of me, then leave" you barked

"and let me guess, you won't care, will you?" he laughed sarcastically

"I mean I wouldn't be sad" you shrugged

"of course you wouldn't" he rolled his eyes before walking away from you.

you blinked before walking back to your room, where you were going before you came up to you.

----

"are you meeting Xavier there or is he meeting you here?" Enid asked

"well he didn't ask me so I'm guessing neither" you replied

"what! why?" she almost shouted

"I guess we had a fight a week ago, I kind of thought he would come back but he hasn't talked to me since, so." you explained

"about what?" Yoko asked

"something stupid about not showing feelings" you sighed.

"I'm sorry, honey!" Enid apologised, coming to your side

"I don't care" you brushed it off.

"ok, well I have to go meet my date. see you guys there!" Yoko waved, leaving the room

"ready?" you asked Wednesday

"I told you I'm not going" she called

---

"never in any second of any day did I think I would be here" Wednesday groaned, entering the room in her black dress

"but you're glad that you are, right?!" Enid clapped happily

"not necessarily" she spoke

you looked around the room, seeing Xavier with Bianca, you felt your stomach drop and a weird feeling throughout your body.

you couldn't move as you stared at the pair as they laughed with each other

"you ok?" Ajax asked, noticing the way your eyes watered

you looked at him, snapping out of your thoughts as you blinked rapidly

"I'm fine" you lied

"alright" he smiled.

you looked back at them as your friends walked a little ahead of you.

the feeling came back, at a much worse rate, making you feel sick. you felt your eyes start to water again, but they actually fell down your cheeks this time

"hey! hey, what's wrong?" Enid pressed as she turned to you, noticing your state

"nothing, it's just so bright in here" you made up an excuse

she looked over to where you were looking

"are you sure it's not about them?" she questioned softly

"I'm sure, Enid" you nodded your head, subtly sniffling

"it's ok to be upset" Ajax added

"I'm not upset!" you spoke too loud, making some people around you turn your way

"I'm not upset" you repeated as more tears fell down.

"honey, it's ok" Enid comforted

"No it's not!" you cried, quickly walking out of the room to the quad, where you sat down on the edge of the fountain, crying.

--

back at the dance, Enid watched as you ran out crying. she sighed before looking over at your friends. she turned to Xavier on the other side of the room and took a deep breath

"can I talk to Xavier for a second?" Enid asked calmly to Bianca

she looked her up and down before looking at Xavier "I'll get us some drinks" she said before she left

"what is wrong with you?" Enid qustioned angrily

"what are you talking about" he raised an eyebrow

"you had no right to tell her she can't show her feelings! because she can and it's obvious that she has feelings for you!" she almost yelled at the tall boy

"yeah, it's so obvious" he replied sarcastically

"she's crying over you right now, Xavier. so don't come telling me or her or anybody that she doesn't have feelings. because she does" Enid poked his chest with her pointer finger

"I hate to break it to you, Enid, but I don't think she's crying, are you sure you j-"

"you think you can just show up with a date- who, is not her but your ex and she would be upset about it? you might not have seen much from her but I can tell you right now that now is the time to see her" Enid cut Xavier off

Xavier looked over at Bianca, who was talking to her friend with two drinks in her hand

"you can't seriously be contemplating to stay with Bianca or going to find, Y/n are you?" she scoffed "if you are then don't go to Y/n. but if you can tell me that you 100 percent have no feelings for Bianca anymore, then go"

Xavier looked down at Enid and looked around

"she's in the quad"

"thanks" Xavier smiled before walking quickly out of the dance room.

--

"hey, you ok?" Xavier started, hearing sniffles and sobs from you as your back faced him

"go back to Bianca, I'm sure she'll be looking for you" you spoke wobbily

"you know I don't care about her" he sat down next to you

"I'm sorry" you sobbed

"for what?" he asked

"not showing enough emotions, I thought you knew how much I liked you" you mumbled

"liked?" Xavier quizzed, his voice was gentle and uneasy as he repeated what you said

"I mean I still do, I wouldn't be crying if I didn't" you laughed quietly

"good" he smiled, he kept his distance as you turned to sit looking ahead instead of the water in the fountain

you two sat in silence for a while, hearing the muffled music from inside

you leaned in closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder as you looked down at your hands.

Xavier smiled to himself as he looked at you in the corner of his eyes.

"you look really pretty tonight" he confessed

"thank you" you sniffled.

"you look beautiful every day, I'm just trying to say you look really nice in that dress" he blushed lightly

"I know" you giggled

Xavier sighed happily, letting silence take over again. he reached hand out anxiously wondering if you'll take it or not

you looked down at his hand that rested on his thigh, open for you to hold. you smiled before reaching for it, intertwining your fingers as you held onto it.

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[biggestsimponhere]

can you make a xavier and short reader headcanons pls

Dating Xavier Thorpe as a short reader headcannons

Will constantly rest his arm on your shoulder or the top of your head

Teases you for being so short

Asks if you want a piggy back ride everywhere (ofc you do)

Grabs things off the top shelf for you

Made you stand on a stool for your first kiss

At the fair he’s always like “are you sure you’re tall enough to ride this ride?”

Loves to wrap you in his arms

Claims you’re the perfect height for kissing

Asks if your bed is so small cause you’re short as hell

Tells you your doorframes are too small

Bumps into you and then says “oops I didn’t see you down there”

Doesn’t let anyone else make fun of your height

^^ “hey their height is perfectly normal. Leave them alone”

Thinks it’s funny when you try to be the big spoon but ultimately give up

Loves that you practically drown in his clothes

Loves to compare your hand sizes

Nicknamed you “shortie”

Your close friends all call you “shortie” btw

When he gives you hugs he lifts you off the ground

[jonogueirawrites]

The in-between.

Chapter 10 of 20 (?).

Chapter 1.

Siblings.

AO3

Two weeks had come and gone since the whole ordeal at Nevermore and her house. Evangeline took the time to learn. She learned how to be a demon. How to be an angel. How to be herself. 

Initially, she intended to study during the break, but her books were forgotten inside her luggage. The extra assignments ignored as well. Her phone locked inside a drawer in her room. 

Her father and brother taught her how to fly more efficiently, how to fight, and how to use her angelic instincts and powers. Telekinesis, healing self and others, and detection of malevolent intent. 

While they had a more hands-on approach, her mother was more for instinct. She took Evangeline away to spend a few days with her family. She was welcomed since the moment she arrived, and they showered her with love, gifts, and wisdom. They taught her how to feel. Feel the dark side of her. Take control and command. Not to fear the darkness but to embrace it. 

They partied and shared stories. She listened to every word they told her. Every day there was a subtle test for her to pass. All about her super senses and controlling her temper. 

Being what she was, Evangeline had positive and negative abilities from both sides. She was fast, had high stamina, and could sense someone’s presence from afar. On the downside, she was constantly famished, had trouble keeping still for long periods, and had claustrophobia. Not to mention the usual angelic and demonic weaknesses.  

Coming back home feeling more in control of herself, she spent the following days meditating and putting everything she had learned into practice. 

During one morning, when she was listening to music and playing games in her room, her brother knocked on the door with a sad look on his face. “No one can tell there was a fight here.” He plopped on her bed. “One of the perks of having a lot of money, I guess.” He looked at her with a small smile on his face. “Look-” 

“You don’t have to apologize.”  

“Evangeline, please…” He got silent when she took her headphones off. “I would do anything for you.” 

“I know.” 

“Look. I’m sorry, I really am, but I spend all my life seeing people picking on my sister because of what she is. Making her try her best to prove to them something she never needed to in the first place. How many times have I seen you crying? Or holding the tears to show how strong you are?” He sat on the bed and patted his side, signaling for her to sit. “All I ever wanted was to see you happy. And after that guy….” 

“Nate…” 

“No, Evangeline. You don’t understand. I wasn’t there to protect you. Not that you needed any, but I’m your big brother… I don’t know. I felt so useless and worthless of being your brother I just-” He was silenced by her arms around his neck. 

“You are my big brother. And I love you so, so much, Nathanael. I know that I can count on you for anything. You said you felt useless, like, what the fuck are you talking about? How could you be there?” She caressed his hair. “You were there when I needed you. You were always there when I needed you. Actually, you always are.” 

“I guess you’re right. I mean, I’m a badass, right?” He ruffled her hair.  

Evangeline tried to avoid his touch, but he didn’t let her. He made sure her hair was all tousled and messed up. “You are such a jerk.” She laughed. 

“I’m sorry,” he apologized again. 

“Nate, let me be clear, okay? If you ever fuck up, I will tell you. Deal?” 

He looked at her. She felt all the weight of his guilt and protectiveness. He wasn’t the best with words, but he always knew what to do. When he lifted his hand to play with her hair, she let him.  

“Deal.” He pushed her and laid back on her bed.  

Evangeline rolled her eyes at her brother and went back to her game. Before she could sit, his words caught her attention again. 

“Xavier, huh?” 

“This again?” 

“I don’t know. He seemed very keen on getting your attention. You two smelled close.” He pretended to read one of her books. “This is garbage.” He threw it through the window. 

“That’s mine. Go get it back.” 

He rolled his eyes, and in an instant, he opened his wings and flew out of her window, returning shortly with her book in hands. “Here.” He leaned on her table. “So?” 

“It’s none of your business. And how creepy of you to be thinking about that for over two weeks. Eew!” 

“You broke his heart, didn’t you?” 

She looked at him. “Why would you assume something like that?” 

“That’s a pretty fine bow you have there.” He stood and walked to the display beside her harp.  

“Stop smelling my shit, Nathanael. That’s gross.” 

“He was all puppy eyes your way too.” 

“Look. There was something. But it was best we parted ways.” 

“Why?” 

“Because of who I am and what that means for him?” 

“You mean of who you were?” He looked over his shoulder at her. “You were a scared little thing.” 

“Well… It’s still best if he forgets about me.” 

“Why? Because now you spent some time with mom and learned not to give a fuck and just enjoy life?” 

“Xavier is… He deserves better.” 

“That is for him to decide. And who the fuck would be better than my sister?” He traced the glass with his fingertips. “Do you like him?” 

She looked at her brother. He had the same eyes as his father. She knew he would know if she lied. “Yes,” she said, gazing away. 

“Okay.” 

“Okay?” There was disbelief in her tone. 

“Okay.” He placed his hand on top of the display. “I mean, you can kick his ass if he hurts you. And I know what he looks like and his scent, so….” 

“Eww, eww, eww.” She shook her head. “Stop talking about that.” 

“We are hunters, little sister. Now that you learned how to control your powers, you will see that it’s not something we can control. Do you really think I want to actively remember the smell of the man my sister banged? Eww! You’re disgusting.” 

“Nathanael!” 

He chuckled. “Look, as I said, it’s not something we can control when we fear that we are in danger, in this case, my little sister. All I saw was a guy annoying you, and I couldn’t help it. What would you do if you thought the twins were in danger?” 

She narrowed her eyes at him and then shrugged. “Yeah, yeah. I get it.” 

“That really is a fine bow.” 

“Don’t!” 

The sound of breaking glass filled her room.  

“Opsy.” His fingers were curled around the wood. A smirk on his face. 

“I hate you.” 

“Daniel will have it back with a flick of his hand. That reminds me, I need to get him a fishing rod.” 

“Why?” 

“We are fishing buddies. Father, he and I go fishing every year, but he broke his rod last year, and I want to gift him a new one.” He shrugged. “He deserves way more but is as stubborn as father.” 

“I think it comes with being an angel.” They chuckled. 

“Let’s see if this bow is of any good.” He walked to the door. “Also, this week is the last week of your break, so we are partying every night!” 

“And where are we going?” 

“Mother gave me a list of clubs. Some of them are really shady.” 

“So, you want me to watch your back?” 

“Of course!” He shook his head in confusion. “Why else would I take you?” He winked at her, and she laughed. 

“Let’s just go and shoot something, Nathanael.” 

——————————————————————————

Xavier scrolled through his Instagram account. Trying to find something that would entertain him. With the University’s break ending in two days, he became restless. The more he tried not to think about Evangeline, the more he did. Sighing, he threw his phone on his bed and opened his sketchbook to try and do something. 

Last time, he promised himself. Standing from his chair and forgetting the sketchbook on the desk, he retrieved his phone. He looked for the messaging app and sent her one more message. 

Hey! Just reaching out to see if you’re okay or need anything? I’ve been worried after what happened and just wanted to let you know I’ve also been thinking a lot about you. Maybe we could go to Weathervane when we get back to uni? I would love to hear wh- 

Xavier rolled his eyes. He shook his head and deleted the whole message. After thinking for a while, he just wrote a quick Hey! How are things? See you back at uni? 

Going through the previous messages, he noticed they were all similar. And all of them were left on delivered. 

He sat on the bed and threw his head back. Closing his eyes and praying that she was okay.  

I love you. He typed but never sent it.  

With her in his mind, he went back to his desk. He took the pencil from the case and started drawing her by her lips. He didn’t know how long he had focused on it until the first droplets of rain wet the paper. He stood with a sigh and closed the window over the desk. He walked to his balcony and admired the stars in the sky before closing the doors. 

He still had to shower and grab something to eat but opted to finish the portrait first. As soon as it was done, he headed to the bathroom. The warm water reminded him of her touch, and he did what he had tried so hard not to since the last day he had seen her. He rested his forehead on the cold wall and cried. 

Getting out of the shower, he stared at the mirror and promised he wouldn’t be sad when she didn’t return to university.

There was a sudden pressure in his brain followed by a noise in his room, and Xavier’s instinct told him something was terribly wrong. Without many options, he decided to deal with whatever it was face on. 

The first thing he saw was wet golden wings spread in his room. The owner was hunched over his desk. Small puddles forming under him. Before he could open his mouth, the man in front of him chuckled. 

“Wow. You really are talented.” He turned with the sketchbook in hands. “And you’re a little obsessed with my sister.” He looked over the top of the pages at Xavier. One eyebrow up, making Xavier ponder if in amusement or something else. Darker. 

“Is everything okay with Evangeline, Nathanael?” He walked up to the angel and snatched the sketchbook from him. Closing it, he threw it on the bed. 

Nathanael observed him. When his inspection was finished, he smirked. “I liked that the first thing you asked was about my sister’s wellbeing and not fullish things like Why are you here?” 

Xavier crossed his arms over his chest. His eyes never left Nathanael’s. 

“Evangeline is fine. She is stronger than you and me.” His wings disappeared right before he leaned on the desk. “So let’s get to the point.” He crossed his arms as well. “What do you want with my sister? And please do think very carefully before answering.” 

Without blinking, Xavier answered, “Everything.” 

“Everything?” Nathanael tilted his head. 

“Her attention, her smile, her hugs, her trust, her kisses. Everything.” 

Nathanael stood. Something inside him shifted, and Xavier could feel the change in his bones. When the intruder walked to him, he felt his body going numb. There was heaviness in the air. “Is it an angel thing or a family thing?” Their eyes never wavering. “She tried that with me, and it didn’t work. I’m not scared of you either.” 

Xavier was surprised when the angel started laughing, but his following words baffled him. 

“C’mon then, tortured artist. Fearless soul.” He walked and patted Xavier’s shoulder. “We have a club to go to, and my sister hates waiting.” 

“What are you-?” 

Xavier never finished his question because Nathanael grabbed his arm, and soon they flew into the rainy night sky. And although Xavier should be terrified, he couldn’t stop smiling. He was going to see Evangeline again. 

I hope you liked.

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[skywalkerbae]

Can you do a smut with Xavier thorpe?

basically they are best friends to lovers, one day she catches him masterbating to a photo of her and you can imagine the rest 😭

I love this, I love you-- I decided to put it in the shed and the reader is feminine bc I don’t write for male reader (sorry)

I do not support percy, I no longer write for Xavier.

Okay so I imagine the reader teasing him about it but then he puts her in her place which leads to yk (btw I'm in class so this might not be the best)

warnings: bad writing (ofc), SMUT so if not comfortable with it please dni, use of pet names, fingering

You were cold and tired but still enthusiastic about seeing him, you knew you were a bit early (1 hour early) but you couldn't wait another minute to see him and you were falling asleep.

You were close you could see the lights from the shed which meant he was already there as you came closer to the shed you could hear faint groaning, you started walking faster. What if he was hurt? You needed to know you were in front of the shed before you could open the door you heard something interesting, "fuck just like that y/n" you looked through the window to find Xavier with his hand stroking up and down his length.

He was masturbating while saying your name?

You and Xavier were close and I mean you had the biggest crush on him but you never thought he could ever like you back. Another moan interrupted your thoughts you looked back at him to see his other hand holding a phone. You could barely see the photo but you saw a glimpse of it and it looked like one of the photos you had sent him when you were trying on new clothes, skirts. You stand there frozen, you don’t know what to do. So you go with your instinct and you open the door, a loud creak erupts, Xavier jumps and hurries to cover his dick. 

“What the fuck y/n, why are you here so early.” You struggle to find words “I wanted to see you” he scoffs “how much did you see” “not much, just you jerking off to a picture of me in a skirt” you say casually, he blushes and tries to speak before you cut him off “come on Xavi don’t be shy-” he cuts you off by smashing his lips onto yours, his lips were soft, he was eager and a bit harsh. You could feel his hand on your neck pulling you closer. Your tongues fighting for dominance and of course he took full control. He breaks the kiss (more like make-out shesh) to say “who the fuck do you think you are, i’ve seen the things you write in your diary about how you want me to fuck you, is that what you want me to do, you want me to fuck that needy little hole of yours” you whimper at his words “fucking pathetic” he says walking towards you, you back up at his action, not because you were scared just as an instinct. “Are you scared of me?” “No just...” you hit your back on his desk before you could finish your sentence. “Sit” you obey and sit on the desk “spread your legs sweetheart” you do as your told and you spread your legs enough so he can squeeze in between them “good girl” he says as he places a hand on your thigh, squeezing the flesh he moves his hand higher until he reaches your heat.

You gasp as his hand touches your clit, he continues to drag his finger along your slit, you moan quietly at the feeling of his cold fingers on your cunt. "What do you want me to do" he says in a teasing manner "Touch me" you say whining "I am touching you?" He says with a pout "Please just so something anythi-" you get cut off by one of his fingers entering you in an instant "were you saying something?" He says in a mocking tone, you can't even find the words to respond at his snarky remark you just focus on the way his slim fingers are going in and out of your pussy. "Can't talk that's a shame" he says as he pulls his fingers out of your cunt and sucks them clean "you taste so good sweetheart" "Xavi please I just want your fingers please I'm begging you" he backs away and you think he's just gonna continue teasing until you hear the zipper of his pants and him shuffling to get his boxers off "I'll give you something better than my fingers" he says as he aligns his cock up your entrance.

I'm being mean ik but this is all I got for you guys, sorry this took so long <33 Send me more asks I love doing this

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[simpforboys]

Can you write something with Xavier for us plus sized girlies? If that’s okay?

as a plus sized girlie myself, ofc babe <3

xavier with a girl who’s plus sized…

he LOVES literally everything about your body

your tummy, hips, thighs, tits, ass, face, literally everything

every insecurity you’ve ever had immediately went away with all the compliments he would give you

“my pretty girl.”

“xav-“

“shhh, just accept that you’re gorgeous.”

he would quite literally do anything for you

hungry? he’s buying you snacks and food. tired? he’s making you the comfiest place to sleep (on him).

he thinks your stretch marks are like tiger marks and it drives him crazy

“i love them baby”

“why? they’re so ugly”

“are you kidding? it shows me how you grew to be the sexiest girl i’ve ever seen in my life”

his big ass hands would always be touching your body

caressing it, holding it, kissing it

dear god this boy would love a plus size girl and no one can convince me otherwise.

he would have a thigh kink tbh.

he would be your biggest hype man.

any time you buy new clothes he would always make you do a fashion show

he knew it would burst your confidence and he just loved seeing you happy

you would have your days where your confidence and mood was completely down or something didn’t fit right

it would drive xavier insane seeing you upset

he would just cuddle you against him and hold you, whispering how beautiful you are to him

in conclusion, xavier thorpe would love a bigger girl. thank you.

[vivalarevolution]

𝓣𝔀𝓸'𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓪𝓷𝔂, 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮'𝓼 𝓪 𝓬𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓭

Tyler Galpin x Addams Reader

Request: „Xavier has had a obvious crush on y/n and puts himself in constant competition with Tyler y/n’s boyfriend which really makes Tyler show his true over protective side of y/n, that she loves to mess with to see how far she can get away with things. One day she decides to mess with Tyler like usual, flirting back with Xavier just to get a reaction out of Tyler until he breaks. Telling Xavier off holding y/n close to him as be always did. After Xavier and him are done arguing Tyler says nothing pulling y/n along with him as they walk to his car together to leave. Tyler still hasn’t spoken a word to y/n in the car on their way back to his house making y/n worry she’s actually gone to far this time. They get back to his house and he’s mad but not at exactly at y/n. He explains how he’s completely obsessed with y/n to her. Then they end up having rough makeup sex because I’m a slut for smut ofc.‟

A/N: Request written by anon, whom I thank in advance for the detail she/he put into it. It much easier writing when I know what people want or like so I don't disappoint my readers. I hope you all gonna enjoy it. Please remember english is not my native language, then can be some mistakes.

Work contains smut, minors do not interact.

She was in the Weathervane again, as was her habit. Sipping her black coffee, occasionally tapping her long fingernails against the white mug in which the hot drink was served.

She looked like a living painting, so beautiful and impossibly perfect, despite her indifferent eyes and grim face. Unfortunately for him, he wasn't the only one who thought so.

Tyler watched as one of the Nevermore students flirted with her in an extremely overt way, not even hiding how much he cared about Y/n's attention, his Y/n.

She was Wednesday's cousin, which made her Addams, although despite her last name, she did not share much of her family's traits, but Xavier didn't mind. The moment his eyes saw her, he was intoxicated by her, not even hiding how she affected him ,and Galpin hated it him for that.

But the girl was having a surprisingly lot of fun with it, even though she shouldn't have. Yet, she couldn't help it. Her dark heart filled with an unfamiliar warmth as she watched her boyfriend take her in his arms, each time the brunette took one step too many or spoke one word too far. She loved to feed on his overprotectiveness and possessiveness as if it were the sweetest dessert.

So when Thorpe decided to sit in her booth, smiling warmly which made his face even more handsome, the teenager started her little game. Smiling softly, she turned her attention to him. The coffee mug had long been forgotten, and the hand that held it was now resting her chin to feign interest in the words that were pouring out of his mouth. And even though their were intoxicatingly sweet and warm, Y/n didn't pay much attention to them.

They weren't from Tyler, so their wasn't of much value to her.

-You spend an awful lot of time in this cafe - said Xavier suddenly - Aren't you bored of constantly sitting in the booth and looking out the window?

-And you don't get bored of running all the time? - she asked, frowning slightly - You tire your body over and over again. There are other activities that can make you tired than constantly getting to point a or b - she concluded jokingly, a spark of malice sparking in her eyes.

Xavier smiled to himself. Sometimes he wondered if these little hints, the girl put in her statements was on purpose or maybe it was pure coincidence.

-I find that rather reassuring - he replied, bringing his body closer to hers, even though there was a table between them.

-What about drawing? Doesn't that calm you down?- she asked, also closing their distance as much as she could.

-Well, it stopped recently. You see my dreams are haunted more and more often by a girl who messed with my head. I only think about her - he confessed looking at her as she was one of the wonders of the world.

Y/n could’ve felt the intense, obsessive, even maniacal gaze on herself, which filled her black heart and soul with a surprisingly large amount of warmth, which she accepted with a shockingly great willingness.

-Oh, personally for me nightmares are something wonderful, the thrill when someone is chasing you is incomparable - confessed the girl with a smile - But if night visons mess with your head just as nightmares do, I think I can do something about it - she admitted, now arranging her head on both hands, so that the breasts between them were pressed together - Our Great Aunt Calpurnia. She was burned as a witch in 1706. They said she danced naked in the town square and enslaved the minister. I learned some of her tricks.

-I don't doubt it - Xavier muttered.

-But... something for something- she said, smiling subtly.

-Anything you want - he replied without breaking eye contact with her.

-I want you to paint me - she stated, even though she knew perfectly well that she was the object of his affection, but teasing Tyler was all too tempting -And if I remember the references correctly. I like you to paint me like one of your French girls - she added quietly but enough for the barista at the counter to catch her words.

The brunette let out a heavy breath. Watching Xavier turn red in the face and his eyes glowing with lust, he told himself enough was enough.

Alone with the two Nevermore students, he wasn't afraid to hit the countertop with a washed mug to show his annoyance, he wasn't afraid to approach the table with a look that could kill, revealing the much darker inside that the sheriff's son was hiding.

-We're closing - the boy said, even though it sounded more like a snarl -You should go Thorpe. I believe your headmistress won't be pleased if you don't come back - even though it sounded like a decent explanation, Y/n sensed that hidden speck of menace, and she wasn't the only one.

-Well, I'll take Y/n with me - he said, standing up, and the difference in height showed up immediately, but Galpin didn't care, his demeanor and aura fully made up for the lack of a few inches -She's a Nevermore student too.

-I’ll take care of her. You don't have to worry - he stated, grabbing her waist as she got up from the chair - But thank you for caring about my girl so much. Almost like you were in love with her.

-What, are you jealous? - Xavier asked defiantly, looking at the older boy.

-Jealous? Please, you don't even exist to me - he stated and his voice became lower, more menacing -Be my guest, have feelings for Y/n. But she will never love you back.

The green-eyed boy clenched his hand into a fist.

Between the two you could feel the heaviness of the whole situation and the girl quickly realized that the jokes ended right there.

Placing her hand on her boyfriend's chest, she tried to push him away, to silently let him know to stop, to give him affection, to make him forget about the brunette, but he didn't budge.

-It's weird because lately she's been giving me more attention than you. And I doubt you know what goes on within the walls of the school -Thrope confessed.

The whole body under Y/n's fingers tensed, which made her look into Tyler's eyes, which were directed towards her friend.

-Xavier - said the teenager - Just go...please - she added and only then he left her with a heavy heart, which drove the sheriff's son even more furious, seeing how easily he obeyed her requests, how devoted he was to win her approval - Ty - she whispered after a long moment - My beloved, I adore seeing you in a possessive state with eyes that can kill but not this time. Xavier is wrong, do you understand? You're the only one that holds my dark, cold heart.

Addams grabbed his cheek, trying to elicit any reaction from him again, but in vain because he didn't move, not responding to any of her touches.

The ride in the car was even worse than the silence the teenager gave her in the cafe. Y/n could only watch as Galpin reacted to her hand brushes and soothing words, or rather, how he didn't react. Her pale hand desperately held Tyler's, and it had been there for quite some time, but he hadn't held her hand or kissed her fingertips like he usually did.

When they finally arrived at his house, they found no one. Her boyfriend's father was almost never at home and she knew how he lamented it, but now she was grateful for his absence because she didn't know what would happen behind closed doors.

The brunette took her straight to his bedroom.

-My beloved? - whispered the girl, stubbornly trying to reach the teenager - I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings - she confessed, hugging his back - I understand if you're angry with me.

-I'm not -he finally said, sighing -I'm not mad at you, maybe more at myself- he said helplessly -When I first saw you, you took my breath away. I was crazy about you, obsessed with you, and when you agreed to be my girlfriend, I was the happiest guy on the planet. Maybe I just didn't love you enough.

-Oh Tyler - the girl said, burying her face between his shoulder blades -I just wanted to tease you. I didn't know I'd hurt you with it, I thought it would anger you.

-You wanted to anger me? - he asked as if offended and annoyed him at the same time - All this to get reaction out of me? - he muttered, turning around to look into her eyes.

Galpin suddenly grabbed her by the neck, not to hurt her, but to show that he wasn't in the mood for jokes.

Feeling his large hand on her neck, she sighed and clenched her legs. She had dreamed of a darker version of Tyler, and now he stood before her in all his glory, ready to devour her.

-I want you to mark me, to show me who I really belong to - Y/n confessed, her eyes misting with desire -Please, Tyler.

-Oh, I'll show you exactly who you belong to - he whispered into her ear before attacking her neck with wet kisses and harsh bites.

The girl tilted her head back to give him more space as he assaulted her neck. Her hands found their place on the brunette's head, pulling his curls with her fingers, which made him growl from time to time, making the wetness between her legs only get stronger.

Tyler's own arms went to her waist, gliding his hot hands under the material of her clothes, filling her skin with a pleasant burning sensation. His fingers efficiently pulled every material in their path, so soon after Addams stood naked in the boy's arms, shamelessly enjoying his greed.

-Tyler -she whimpered as his lips left her body.

-On the bed, ass up - he said firmly.

Y/n shivered at the low tone of his voice ,complying to his command without question, wanting to appease him. Galpin watched as she obediently placed herself in the designated position, wiggling her hips suggestively, inviting him. And he gladly accepted her invitation.

Feeling his touch on her skin, she waited patiently.

-Ahh!- she squealed suddenly as his hand made contact with her asscheck.

-Who do you belong to?- Tyler asked.

-To you -she said, burying her face in the sheet beneath her.

Boy slapped her again, but this time she moaned loudly, delighted with the combination of pain and pleasure.

-Louder -he commanded, slapping her yet again, too intoxicated by the way her firm skin lay between his fingers.

-You. I belong to you - she said, looking at him with lust.

-Good girl - grunted the brunette, undressing himself after a while when Y/n watched, absorbing his muscular figure with her eyes - Get up princess - he added after a while, approaching and grabbing her neck.

The teenager connected their lips in a slow and sensual kiss. Their lips touched again and again, and their tongues only brushed occasionally, sending shivers down both lovers' backs.

-I want you to know how sorry I am - she confessed, breaking their caress.

-Don't worry. You'll have a chance to do that - he said, stroking her cheek, his thumb hooking over her bottom lip.

After a while, Tyler climbed onto the bed, arranging the girl as he wanted, which made her turn her back to her boyfriend, supporting herself on his thighs as her womanhood was exposed centrally in front of his face.

Y/n looked back, waiting for further instructions, but she only got a single smile before he dived deep into her folds, licking, kissing and sucking. She moaned in response, clenching her hands on the skin under her fingers, before she bent down to his member, repeating the same actions that the brunette was doing.

She tried to fit it all in, focusing on the task, but it was simply too big and she was too inexperienced. Catching her breath, she breathed deeply, moaning and whimpering alternately through the wet tongue of the boy who was devouring her like he was starving.

Covering her mouth with one of her hands, she tried to drown out the scream that wanted to escaped her mouth, only to actually scream when Galpin's hand met her clit.

-You do that again and I'll tie your hands and feet, and then I'll take you so that the only thing left for you is to be silent through your sore throat - he warned, gliding with his fingers around her entrance, seeing if she understood the message.

In response, Y/n moaned loudly and shamelessly, arching her back. Her climax was coming and going, making the feeling even more intense.

The brown-haired man outlined his assault, slurping her juices with great craving, making her orgasm approach unrestrainedly fast, too fast. The only warning was a silent cry before Tyler's chin and mouth were covered with a clear liquid.

-I'm sorry...I made a mess- she said in a hoarse voice, closing her eyes.

-Sweet mess- he said, carefully sliding her hips down so he could sit himself.

Y/n immediately took the opportunity, falling on his torso, burying her face in the crook of his neck, moaning directly into his ear as two fingers glided over her swollen clitoris before moving inside, stroking her tight and wet walls.

-Tyler - she whispered -Too much...

-One more- he said tenderly into her hair -Will you do it for me, hmm?- he asked, and she nodded sluggishly - My good girl, taking my fingers so well. Letting me stretch her out so I can enter her, right?

-Anything for you -she sputtered as her legs began to tremble with the intensity of another orgasm that came much faster than the previous one, pulling strings of pain that so deliciously completed the pool of sensations.

Galpin stared at her eyes, which were clouded with lust, closing again and again. His hand involuntarily went to her face, gliding over the hot cheek with his thumb. The teenage girl snuggled into his palm, sighing.

-You're tired. Do you want to stop?- brunette asked worriedly.

-You're not done marking me - she stated with a lazy smile, running her hand along her legs -You must mark me deep inside, my love.

A soft growl was the last warning before her back met the mattress again and her legs were placed on the boy's loins, who in one rough move entered her, filling her to the brim.

Tyler moved in her with strong and long strokes, watching as if hypnotized as her breasts bounced with each stroke and the way the outline of his member glided in her lower abdomen.

-I'm so close - Y/n moaned, lifting her head up heavily, begging for kisses.

The teenager granted her request by kissing her swollen lips, pausing every now and then to listen to how beautiful his name sounded when she repeated it like a prayer.

-You're squeezing me so tight - he growled into her mouth -You like how I treat you,hmm? You like it when I use you like you're just a rag doll. Mine to ruin and destroy, mine alone.

-Yours, oh god, only yours - she said, almost on the verge of tears.

The third orgasm that took over her body was overwhelming. Making her see the stars, almost losing consciousness. The boy was still moving, wanting to feel the feeling of wet walls tightening like ticks as long as possible before he did what his girlfriend begged him for. He marked her insides.

Y/n moaned gently, feeling the sudden warmth that poured from inside of her, directly between her asschecks. Holding Galpin's neck, she pulled him to her, snuggling into his larger body, which covered her form completely.

-I love you - she said after a while, stroking his hair.

-I love you too, very much - the sheriff's son replied, kissing her breasts and sucking her skin from time to time to create additional marks on her body.

-Tyler - she said, and he murmured confirming that he was listening -Next time, don't torture yourself, beloved. That's my job.

[baz-writes-sometimes]

are there any particular songs that you associate with val and xavier separately and with them as a couple?

Hello, thank you so much for asking! And sorry it took so long to answer.

Yes, there are a few. And now there probably will be more since you've got me thinking. 🤭

My version of Xavier screams The Neighbourhood 'Nervous' so so much. 😩 And it kinda fits the plot ngl. 👀 (@fangirlies I'm looking at u)

Valerye on the other hand:

Xav and Val as a couple, the lyrics capture how he feels about her... and vice versa. 🤫

This one captures the emotions from a tad bit different side (thank you @zoeysdamn for the rec ❤)

Let me know if any of you have some music recs or see a song fit any the characters!

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Hii umm I was wondering if u maybe could do Xavier x reader and the reader is asexual <3 I would love it so much

Ofc!! Tysm for the request 🫶🏽

Gender neutral reader (they/them pronouns)

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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Xavier Thorpe x Asexual! Reader

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All teenage males were horn dogs, it was inevitable and apart of life. They were growing and hormones were out of control, it’s what’s expected.

However, Xavier found himself to be one of the few exceptions. He had sexual tendencies, sure, but he wasn’t growing a boner at every person’s chest he saw or seeking to hook up with anyone he could.

That’s why when he figured out [Y/n] was asexual, he seemed to fall for them even harder. He loved the thought of having a simple yet strong relationship with someone that didn’t include sex or anything intimate.

And [Y/n] seemed to be the right person for it.

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[Y/n] sat in a booth at the Weathervane, staring out one of the many windows lost in thought. All of a sudden, their vision was blacked out as they let out a noise of confusion.

“Guess who~”

[Y/n] smiled, tapping their chin as they faked being in thought.

“Hm, I’m not sure. It doesn’t happen to be the one and only Thorpe, does it?”

“Bingo!”

Xavier and [Y/n] both laughed as the male removed his hands from their eyes, taking a seat in the spot across from them.

“I see you’ve already ordered. What did you get?”

[Y/n] picked up their cup, shrugging,

“Just a [drink of choice]. Want a taste?”

Xavier took the cup offered to him, taking a sip as he hummed in satisfaction.

“Not bad, I can see why you get this often”

[Y/n] smiled, taking their drink back as they set it down.

“So, what did you want to tell me?”

Xavier halted as he visibly stiffened, causing [Y/n]’s brows to furrow in confusion.

“Xavier, you okay?”

The male nodded, letting out a deep breath as he interlocked his hands.

Here goes nothing..

“[Y/n], I like you. Romantically, I mean”

[Y/n] felt their eyes widen as their heartbeat quickened,

“Xavier, I..you know I-I’m-”

“Asexual, I know. I’m not that big into sex, and I actually want to have a relationship without sex or anything intimate. With..you”

[Y/n] grew speechless. This was the first time someone didn’t mind their asexual attraction - and actually sought it out for that matter. [Y/n] began to avoid eye contact as they suddenly grew nervous,

“I..I want to have a relationship with you too, Xavier. I’ve liked you romantically for a while but I didn’t think you’d want to have a relationship since I’m Ace”

Xavier felt his heart swell. [Y/n] was so timid and vulnerable, he found it adorable. Xavier’s hand found it’s way over [Y/n]’s, gently caressing it,

“I want to have a romantic relationship with you, [Y/n]”

[Y/n] intertwined their fingers with Xavier as they began to set and explain the boundaries of their newfound relationship.

The two eventually walked out the Weathervane hand-in-hand, happier than the moment they walked in.