#p:xavier

[lisaheaven]

Lost journal

@xavier-lennon​

Over the countless years of living, there has been a lot of things Lisa had found on the ground and she didn’t once really care of what she stumbles across, just as long as she could get  some use out of it. Throughout her nine hundred years of living with both her sire and her protégé she has seen some crazy things and some things which amuse her. Some times a bit of both.  What she had in her hands in this current present time was the that of both. A past history of someone’s journal that they left, it seems really important but reading the journal has her mind perk up. Coming to a corner as she passes the yard, she notice someone presence coming closer. “Yes?” She said unamused, wondering who it was that has stopped near her. “Can’t you see I’m reading. Make way or I will move you myself.”

[submissivelynick]

FtF | Tuesday

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He chuckled and took the offer, sliding up next to Nick. “Cool if I touch you? Cause I could definitely use some cuddles.”

“Yeah,” Nick said without hesitation. “Please. I... um. Yeah. I could use some cuddles too, Sir.” He opened his arms up and scooted to one side of the mattress.”

[submissivelynick]

(FTF from Xavier) Hey Nick. Did you manage to sleep at all?

“Um, a little bit. Not much. Come on, join me on this mattress before they take it away.”

[jewish-wiccan]

Roommates II Billy & Xavier

Billy fiddled around with the hem of his shirt nervously, standing outside the door of his new room. He was nervous; Billy was awkward, and the idea of living with someone he didn’t know only made him more anxious. What if they got along horribly? For all he knew, this new roommate could be a total prat. ‘Stop being so negative,’ said the voice inside of his head. He took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself before reaching for the door handle. Slowly it turned and he pushed open the door. It took him a moment as he struggled to pick up his things and hold the door, but he managed to make it inside. He looked around for this new roommate. “Hey?” He spoke into the room.

[coolshadowcatkittypryde]

First impressions || Kitty & Xavier {Flashback}

Her hands were shaking, hell her whole body was as she watched her parents bringing out her bags.

"Do I have to stay here?" she asked, her voice light, worried. She could tell her father was rushing, the way her refused to look in her eyes, the way her bags were dropped in front, against the cobblestones as if being tossed away with the rest of her.  

"It's going to be the best for you sweetie." her mother said, the words as forced as ever, she was young but she wasn't an idiot. "He's highly qualified...a professor in fact, much more than any of your old teachers."  her voice rang too sweet, like layers and layers of icing to hide the cake that had been overcooked and charred. 

"I don't care-I want to stay back at home-with you." her voice was almost begging as she went in for a hug. Her mother half heartedly wrapped her arms around before her father cleared his throat, nodding back to the car. 

"You don't want to be late KitKat, run along now and we'll write to you as soon as we can-" He said making his way around and back into his driver seat, her mother followed, giving one guilty look before putting her seat belt back into position. 

"Can't you call-" she started to say, reaching her hand out towards them, interrupted by the harsh sound of the rental cars engine roaring to life and feeling the pebble stones hitting her legs as they drove away. Little did she know that despite the nervous knot in her stomach,  besides the feeling in the air of everything she knew changing, that that would be the last time she saw them face to face. 

She looked around, picking up her bags lightly as she stumbled into the large castle looking building. "Hello?" she called out lightly, peering around each corner as she tried to hold back her tears, it was a losing battle. "Anyone here?" 

[alexander-kaligaris]

No there's nothing wrong with me || Xavier & Alex

Alex clicked his iPhone off, putting it down next to him and swallowing hard. What had he just agreed to? Alex shook his head, pulling on a pair of socks and pushing the thought of where he was going out of the back of his mind. Subconsciously he knew, but he was trying so hard to forget. 

Alex took his time entering his car and driving to the hospital. He wasn't going to speed unless Xavier was in any immediate danger, and Alex wasn't too keen on seeing the hospital again, or being in the place. Pulling into the parking lot was when it hit him, what he was doing. Alex felt the scars on his arms start to itch and he instinctively flipped his hands over to see the mess of dried blood on his forearm, a product of his last encounter with the darkness. Alex swallowed. What was he doing? Going into the hospital like this, facing a fear he promised himself he would never face, doing something he had never seen himself doing/ What if he got caught? They loved finding something wrong with Alex, and those scars were new. They would ask him what was wrong, and then, when he couldn't come up with an explanation, they would lock him up. Alexander felt a shiver of fear run through his body, but he got up anyways, locked the doors of his car and made his way to the entrance of the building. 

Alex didn't know quite where he was going, but he managed to navigate his way through the halls of the hospital, ignoring the nursing staff, his fists clenched and the urge to scream building in Alex's throat. He was so close to tears, to sobbing, to begging them to leave him alone.  But Alex held it in, finding his way to the room where Xavier was staying. Pushing open the door, Alex rushed to Xavier's side. "Hey dude." Alex said, feeling his stomach muscles contract as he saw all the machines Xavier was hooked up too, and that goddamn beeping heart machine. "How did you get yourself into this mess?"

[eilise-breckenridge-blog]

A Secret Garden | Xavier & Eilise

There were many things that Eilise had come to enjoy: the sound of pencil chafing against paper as she drew, the feel of a cool breeze against her skin, and the way her body trembled in the wake of an orgasm. She glanced around the gardens, drawing pad in hand, as she looked for a place to sit. It needed to be perfect with the right lighting and in vicinity of something beautiful to make up for the lack in composition... but everything was beautiful in the gardens. Even the weeds were misleading with their vibrant colors. It gave her a false sense of security—a hope that perhaps she too could be beautiful in this magical place. Eilise decided on a location, laying a blanket on the ground before seating herself atop it. She fixed her dress so she could more comfortably sit, but there was no one around to trail their eyes up her alabaster skin—no one to frown at her or recoil should she decide to distract herself on her little escapade outside.

She smiled to herself as her fingers laid out her oil paints and brushes. The sun was just about to set, which meant Eilise had a very narrow window of opportunity to paint. She began to drown out other noises as she popped open the little pot she held her linseed oil in. The gentle fragrance of the medium was always one of her favorites. Her hands situated the drawing pad in her lap, picking a brush swiftly, all the while fixating her eyes on a flower beginning to close in on itself. The next few minutes were a blurry haze of motion. Delicate strokes of paint dashed across the page and occasionally stained her fingers. Eilise had a habit of brushing back her hair or touching her neck not realizing she had paint on her fingers, and she had done just that. Eventually, she had to stop. The flower had completely shut the world away, and there was no way she was going to try and replicate its beauty from memory. So, Eilise set the pad of paper aside and stretched out on the blanket for a much needed break.

Her eyes drew in the colors of the sunsetting sky, pinks and oranges clashing with her bright blue hues. She sighed contently as a breeze picked up and tickled her skin, eyes fluttering shut. Just for a moment. It was a lewd thought—touching herself out in the open... but her hands trailed down her abdomen and slipped under the delicate fabric of her underwear anyways. Fingertips just barely grazed her clit when she heard a noise that prompted her to sit up and pull her hand away. "Who's there?" If there was someone there, she didn't know if she could live with the embarrassment. If not, well, at least she wouldn't have to feel like she was caught doing something she shouldn't.

[taratbh]

wandering in the woods → {xavier/tara}

When Tara had finished talking to Xavier, she made sure to dress in more appropriate clothing, a pair of shorts and a tank top to counter the heat. She tied up her tennis shoes, not really caring that they weren't fit to use for hiking, she used them anyway. Tara got a drawstring backpack and filled it with water bottles and granola bars, knowing that at one point, she was gonna get hungry or thirsty and that she was gonna need her food. She brought a twenty along with her, just in case, even though there was no reason to, but she always found that it was always better to be safe. With everything needed packed and ready, Tara headed out of her room, sticking her key card in her back pocket and tying her hair up on her way down. She looked up the address to the art shop on her phone and asked for some directions from the front desk people and finally headed her way.

Even with all the directions she got, Tara managed to lose her way and forget how to get there. She wandered around, hoping for the best and that Xavier wasn't already there, she knew she'd never hear the end of it if she kept him waiting there. She was still surprised that he was up for hiking with her, even people who were really close to her often turned down her invite to go wander in forests and all. Xavier had turned out to be a nice person, which surprised her, she thought that he hated her or something but obviously opinions changed. She was still lost in her thoughts when she bumped into a shelf of mason jars, one at the top shelf fell but luckily, Tara managed to catch it with her hands before it could shatter on the ground. She fixed it and looked up, realizing that she finally found the art shop. Xavier stood nearby, looking in the other direction so she approached him, tapping his shoulder. "Been waiting long?"