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Meddle About | xavier thorpe x reader
a/n: thank you for the high reaction to my fics I’ve been posting! This is a secondary account so I can’t reply to comments or reblogs like I would but I do appreciate it! I’ve always enjoyed writing and it took this fictional boy to bring me back in so I’ll continue writing the best I can! Thank y’all again!
Summary: Wednesday and you go into the Nightshades’ library without knowing it wasn’t allowed. A certain member can’t take his eyes off you.
Warnings: None!
Word Count: 1,552
Inspired by this TikTok edit: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRVkUxam/
You had started Nevermore days after Wednesday, so, the attention wasn’t on you. You got the same tour and short summary of who was who but didn’t become visible until Wednesday Addams needed your help. You had joined her room with Enid, who could be a bit much at times but she was refreshing. Especially, when Wednesday was dragging you to a “secret” library–after curfew. You were a lot of things but a rule breaker wasn’t one of them.
You had disclosed yourself to her as a witch and remember hearing her mumble to herself,
“You’ll be useful for my investigation,” but you didn’t know what she meant exactly. You’ll take any friend that you could even if she was using you.
“Can you please just tell me why we’re going down here,” you whispered harshly as she continued to ignore your question. Again. She was walking fast and with determination that if you didn’t keep focus on her, you’d lose her. She wasn’t even checking to see if you were still following.
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the rave’n
recently watched Wednesday. ive never fallen in love with someone as much as i have with Xavier Thorpe. was a little reluctant at first to write this, but here you go :)<3
Warnings: some swear words
part 2
“Y/n?” A faint voice reaches my ears through my headphones. Ah, fuck. It seemed like people just couldn’t get the hint. Headphones on = leave me alone.
Plastering on a fake, sickly sweet smile, I pull my headphones off and look up. The smile falls right off, though, when I find Xavier Thorpe looking down at me, a frown on his stupidly handsome face. I’m incredibly aware how pathetic I look at the moment — dressed up nicely, makeup done using more effort than I usually cared to make use of, and yet — all alone.
“If you’re here to gloat, Thorpe, I’d rather be spared today. I’m just starting to enjoy the solitude and the Chase Atlantic blasting in my ears.” I have absolutely zero time for his comments right now.
But, of course, Xavier being Xavier, he just leans down and tries to meet my eyes. “Why are you all alone?”
Rolling my eyes, I aggressively pause my music and look up again, squinting at him. “Don’t you have something better to do than to pester this poor girl?”
His famous smirk appears as he shrugs and sits next to me. “No date?”
He is deliberately ignoring my not-so-subtle hints about wanting him to get lost, and it’s infinitely infuriating. It’s normal, really — this frequent bickering, getting under each other’s skin — everyone in Nevermore knows our hatred for each other.
It started off small. A tiny, harmless rivalry in one of our classes, a simple bet that one of us would do better than the other. But then I won by a single mark, and he vowed to win the next time. The rest is history.
I clench my jaw, refusing to answer his question. He makes a little humming sound in his throat, something that sounds suspiciously like he’s expected this, like my silence has confirmed something for him.
“What?” I snap defensively. I can’t help it. He gets me riled up in all the worst ways, and I hate it. I hate that I can’t control myself. I hate him.
Xavier’s head lolls to the side, his eyes searching my face, a hint of confusion on his face. I can’t take it.
“No one asked me, okay? Happy?”
I hadn’t wanted to talk about it. Being the school’s anti-social, overachieving grump has its side-effects. I’m not so different from Wednesday Addams herself, but at least I don’t constantly think of murdering everyone in this school. And it’s not like I don’t have friends — it’s just that my social battery runs out way faster than the average person.
Xavier lets out a short, almost disbelieving bark of laughter. “You’re kidding.”
I frown. “I’m not,” I mumble. I’m not usually like this around him; or anyone for that matter. But I have feelings, and this certain topic he has decided to focus on does make me a little insecure.
“No one really wants to attend a party with someone who’s got headphones in all the time.”
I scoff. “Yeah, I think I got that.” I stand up, frustrated. “I shouldn’t have come to this stupid thing.” I need to leave this place before the tears pressing at the back of my eyes erupt.
I leave so fast I don’t hear Xavier calling my name frantically.
One of the most important things I have learned today..
A small bed
Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Fem!reader Summary: During a cold night at Nevermore, you seek shelter in your friend’s, Xavier, room, but as it turns out, sleeping on a single bed in two, is not as easy as it sounds. Warnings: SMUT (protected sex and oral sex- female receiving-) a/n: Let’s play a game. Guess who’s depressed and has done nothing other than “write” and watch Wednesday for the past few days? Please find the answer in the following text.
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I am very gay.
I hope fanfiction writers know that I think of them like celebrities
I literally scream a little bit whenever one of them interacts with a comment i made on one of their posts like they are literally famous in my mind
thank you fanfiction writers you are literally sometimes the only thing keeping me alive
acurrate.
Gareth Emerson HCs 2
will support you, even if you listen to pop
BEAR HUGS
tries to write a love song for you, but fails miserably
makes up scenarios about holding your hand
zones out while thinking about you
his kisses are passionate, eddie taught him well
more about making out
agressive mf
beats up your bullies for fun
drives you to therapy
WE ALL NEED THERAPY
your smile will make him MELT
lets you paint his nails
surprisingly good at comforting you after a nightmare
"You're gonna be fine, honey, I'm here"
so.many.cuddles
HE'S LITERALLY SO WARM
adores you
like
"aww sweetheart, you're gonna be the death of me"
*kisses you*
sleepy boi
loves pulling all-nighters with you
cooking sessions with him and his little sister
NSFW Imagines under the cut
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should I make some gareth nsfw headcannons?
without gareth emerson and eddie munson I would be a lesbian by now. don't know if that's a good or bad thing
Gareth Emerson Dating Headcannons
Since I can't find the motivation to write something real, I'm gonna give you some headcannons
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-would act all tough in public, but when you're alone with him, he is literally so clingy
-teaches you some basic beats on the drums while you're sitting on his lap
-only shares his Dr. Pepper with you
-definetly has ADHD
-would be awkwardly rubbing your back in an attempt to comfort you when you're crying
-would make terrible dad jokes
-bought you a new walkman when Jason broke yours
-learns your favorite songs on the drums
-late night convos about how they should normalize eating cheesecake-flavored ice cream for breakfast
-SO turned on if you steal his clothes
-swears, that he will take you out of the shithole named hawkins
-already saving his money to get a mini-fridge for his room, so his Dr. Pepper will stay cool
-will make you cuddle him when he's jealous
-never washes his flannel
-smells like honey and sweat
-calls you buttercup and sweetcheeks
-gets anxious a lot and plays with your hands
-gives you lots of random gifts like rocks he finds pretty
-turns into a worried mother if you're sick
-"Do you have enough blankets? Are you still cold?"
-knows when you are sad
-teases you a lot
-knows exactly how to fluster you
-leaves hickeys on your neck because he's bored
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I hope you liked it!
Take care of yourselves :)
Stranger Things and Reader
-Disclaimer: This doesn't follow the exact storyline of season four-
Stranger Things
Episode one
In this story, Y/N L/N gets haunted by nightmares since the death of Chrissy Cunningam. She is willing to get to the bottom of it, no matter what.
"I'm gay"
-me, everyday
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Mushroom Girl
Gareth Emerson x bubbly!cottagecore!reader
You were scared. You were absolutely terrified and you couldn't talk to anyone about it. When your popular friends found out that you talked with the ‘Freaks’, they started bullying you. And this wasn't just elementary school type bullying. They beat you up, threatened you, called you names and stole your stuff.
Now, the bullying wasn't unnoticed. Especially not for Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson. He always had an eye on you, since you were the only nice popular person. So when he saw you getting pushed around by the jocks in the parking lot in front of the school, he couldn't help but step in.
Jason was about to punch you in the face, when he saw Eddie walking up to them.
“Aww, is the Junkie trying to help his little girlfriend?” Jason said in a baby voice. “What are you gonna do, call your little freak friends?”
You felt tears creeping up in your eyes.
“Actually, I think I can handle you alone,” Eddie said with a mischievous grin.
Then, without a warning, he stormed in Jason's direction and straight up punched him in the face. Jason was too shocked to react, so he just stood there. Finally, he caught himself after a few more punches by Eddie. He tried to punch back but Eddie blocked him quickly. Jason pulled away from Eddie’s grip and only said: “This isn't over, Freak!”
The jocks quickly walked away, without saying a word.
“Thank you…” You said, breaking the silence.
“You’re still on the ground, sweetheart” There it was. The nickname that would always make you blush.
Eddie held out his hand for you to take. He helped you up, unintentionally pulling you close to him. You were freezed on the spot. He held you like that, your hands in his and your faces incredibly close. Your heart was pounding so loud, it would have been a miracle if he didnt hear it. He stared at your lips, tracing them with his looks. He leaned in and- pulled away…?
He had that stupid grin of his on his face again.
“Class is starting. See you later, princess!” He smirked, winking at you.
You watched as he walked away, still grinning like an idiot.
He knew what he was doing to you.
For the rest of the day, he kept teasing you. For example, calling you nicknames, keeping eye contact with you from far away, and being VERY close to you, watching you blush. Finally, school was over and you put on your headphones, ready to walk home. The sun was burning on your skin, which is why you wanted to be home as fast as possible. Your brother, Dustin Henderson, was talking to Eddie. You were hoping they wouldn't notice you, but it was already too late. Dustin blew your non-existent cover by waving at you. Of course, Eddie had spotted you too and started to walk in your direction.
You pretended that you couldn't see him, hoping he would leave you alone. You turned around, just to see Eddie grinning at you.
“Hey Y/N, want me to give you a ride?”
“No thanks, Eddie. Although this is the first time you've called me by my actual name, it’s fine if I walk” I said nicely, trying not to stutter.
“C’mon darling, I can’t let you walk in this heat”
“Fine” You said, knowing that there was no use in arguing, as Eddie always got what he wanted. Little did you know, that all he wanted was you.
You got into his van, and he started driving.
“Y/N?” You jumped in your seat as you heard him speak up.
“Y-yeah?”
“I like y- no love you”
Your breath hitched, you certainly did not expect that.
“So…all the teasing was serious?” You asked as the van stopped.
“Well, do you want it to be?” He offered, looking at you.
“I-” You got interrupted by him grabbing your chin and pulling you in for a REAL kiss. Your eyes widened, but you enjoyed it. When Eddie finally pulled away to take a breath, you blushed uncontrollably.
“Aww, look at you being flustered” His ringed hands caressed your cheeks as your face went hot.
After some comfortable silence, Eddie spoke up:
“(insert your DnD name), do you want to be my girlfriend?”