He is rough around the edges. He'll snap and lash out when stressed or scared, or maybe he goes cold and distant. There is a wall reaching the heavens around him. You might not understand why that wall is there, but you respect that it exists. Emotional and mental walls do not happen over night after all.
Walls so tall come from countless nights of fear, of pain.
However there is a secret gateway past his walls, one that only a few selective souls have the key to. The holders of that key are the children in his life. No matter what they have his attention and care. There is a level of protection that radiates from so deep within him that you can feel across the room.
At first he is his normal self to everyone, but you notice slight differences. There is no over looking the way his normally gruff voice grows softer around the kids. He'll kneel down to their levels to show them respect when speaking. Every single little gift the kids give to him he keeps in a box hidden away under his bed.
Once everyone in the group notices, they all know no child shall ever be hurt under his watchful eye.
“that’s what i’m doing!” xander insists as he pours what is clearly way more than half a cup.
you two had picked the easiest type of scones to make—blueberry. of course, you’ve still found a way complicate it.
“xan, that’s like, four cups,” you deadpan.
he tuts and sets the bag of sugar down on the kitchen island, which is still dusted with flour from your previous fight. “you’re underestimating my measurement skills.”
you and xander have been bickering for the past ten minutes over a fairly simple task. the problem is, xander claims that he’s done this so many times that he doesn’t even need instructions. you, on the other hand, insist that the recipe has to be strictly followed.
“no, you’re overestimating your skill.”
he lets out a terribly dramatic gasp. “overestimating? you’re heartless.”
you open your mouth to double down on your statement, but he cuts you off with a raise of his hand before you can even begin.
“how about we just divide and conquer? you can do half of the things by the rulebook,” he says the last word in a mocking tone that makes you frown. “and i can do the other half my way—the better way. deal?”
you hesitate for a moment, but curiosity gets the better of you.
“deal.”
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once the scones are done, you’re both sitting on stools in front of the island, the warm plate of scones between you. xander picks up a scone and you follow suit.
“cheers!” he holds up his scone towards you.
you laugh and lift your scone as well, lightly bumping it against his. “cheers.”
as soon as you taste it, a soft hum of approval involuntarily escapes your lips. despite your disagreement on how to follow the recipe, you have to admit that the scone tasted surprisingly good.
“you definitely added too much sugar,” you recall, glancing over at xander who’s now biting into his second scone.
he grins unapologetically. “and yet, it’s pure perfection.”
tags: protective but tame yandere, mentions of having a family
xander is a very protective yandere! not only did he grow up as an older brother, but due to the war, his urge to protect you only grew stronger!
xander wants to be a good person! he doesn't want to harm you or anyone else! he isn't the type of yandere to carelessly kill rivals and such!
yet xander knows when he needs to cross the line and break the rules he set up for himself. though he hopes things never have to get this far…
xander takes his relationship with you very seriously! not only does he want his siblings to get along with you, but he's already envisioning a future with you by his side
he's a family man, so xander dreams of marrying you and having children with you! of course, he won't force that future upon you, though he'll make it clear how happy it would make him…
xander is a relatively tame yandere, if he's in a casual situation. as long as you are well, then he's acting normal and nobody would ever suspect anything!
yet if you are in danger or someone tries to harm you, a darker side of xander rises up, that he tries to hide! yet his eyes, filled with hatred for those who dare harm you, give away that there's a monster slumbering underneath the facade of the perfect prince…
hello ! could you write some headcanons for what xander would be like as a boyfriend ? :0 thank you !!
boyfriend xander hawthorne headcannons
thankyou for the req!! i love writing for xander sm, he’s so 💖
wc: 980
dating xander felt like living through a 2000s romcom, or like reading those books you’d read in middle school, wishing you could have a love like the books. he was perfect all around.
when you guys are apart for long, he sends flowers along with a letter to you every time without fail. they’ll sometimes be short, saying how much he misses you, or they’ll be pages long.
you guys are that couple at school, the one everyone wants for themselves or either wants to be. your relationship isnt secret, it’s private. everyone knows you’re together and literally in love, but it’s not like you parade it around, kissing in the hallways.
xander doesn’t shy away from PDA.
he's quite tall, so forehead kisses are very frequent.
quick pecks are also good with him, whatever you’re comfortable with, he is too.
if you’re not one for PDA, he totally respects that, and just loves you 10x extra in private.
he’s always buzzing with energy, so he often finds himself fiddling with your fingers, tracing patterns on your arm, or playing with your hair.
his love language is everything!!
your friends and parents say you started to talk like xander.
you didn’t believe it yourself until you caught yourself rambling on about a food you love, not once stopping for breath.
speaking of your parents, xander tries to act more responsible in front of them, and it kills you.
the second they leave, you’re a laughing mess.
“did you call my dad sir?”
“yes..?”
the way you’re the only person in the world who could ever make xander speechless, or at a loss for words.
one time, you guys had a fight, as all couples do, about something so stupid you barely even remember. all you know is you regret it.
what happened after it, though, you’ll never forget. he literally threw rocks at your window and stood outside with a boombox playing songs from your joint playlists. your parents and siblings were out of the house, thank god, because you’d never be able to live that one down.
you went — no, you sprinted down the stairs and to the backyard where he was standing—and shouted atop the music, “what are you doing!?”
as you neared him, you noticed a big poster on the floor that said, “i’m sorry!!”
you also noticed the music was literally murdering your eardrums. when you were in front of him, he turned it off and lowered the boom box on the floor.
“xander, what are you doing here.” you cross your arms over your chest and look up at him.
“i’m sorry, i’m an idiot, i don’t know what’s wrong with me, when it comes to you, all i want to do is the right thing, but sometimes it comes out in weird ways and they do the opposite of what i actually intended,” he continues talking, but if you’re being honest, you tuned it out. you noticed he was nervous, and all you wanted was to make it go away.
in the middle of his rambling, you just hugged him. he immediately stopped talking, and his arms were stuck to his sides for a split second. when he realized what was happening, he hugged you back as tight as ever.
“i love you so much, i never want to fight again,” you mumbled into his shoulder.
“i love you.” he kissed the top of your head, and you fell into a comfortable silence, saying all the words you couldn’t say yourself. you stayed hugging for another minute or so, swaying side to side a little.
that was until your arms started cramping and you both started laughing about it as you walked to your room, the fight long forgotten.
xander is such a cuddler!!
you’ll fall asleep with your head on his chest and wake up in a random position. usually with his arm around your waist bringing you closer, and his head nuzzled in your neck. sometimes, he even manages to sleep horizontally across the large bed.
he’s gotten so used to sleeping in the same bed as you that when you’re not there, he can’t sleep for hours.
same goes for you; you pretend your pillows are xander and cuddle with them instead.
dates with xander are always something fun. on your first date, he bought out a theme park for the day, and you spent the day there. the automatic pictures they take on the rollercoasters are displayed in both of your rooms. he once said they were his most prized possessions, after you.
“not that you’re my possession; of course, you’re your own person, and you’re an independent woman, if anything i’m your possession, you’re the boss - you’re the bomb dot com!”
he crouches down to kiss you if you can’t reach him, that, or he picks you up.
one time your friends asked you what time it is, and you immediately looked to xander. “don’t say it,” you already knew what he was about to say. “well how can i not say it?”
“xander…”
“guys i’m only asking for the tim-“ your friend begins to speak, only to be cut off by the phrase you were hoping your boyfriend wouldn't say.
“-it’s time to get a watch!” xander started laughing at his own joke while you and your friend just stood there, before joining in on his laughter, mostly because it was so unfunny that it was funny.
later on in the day, you were hanging out in xander's room, sitting on his bed, when you reminded him of his joke earlier.
“you’re so corny,” you say as you playfully hit his shoulder.
“you’re the farmer to my corn,” he points at your shoulder back, with a grin split across his face.
when you don’t respond and just look at him blankly, because you’re about to burst into laughter, he continues:
“what? no? you’re the peanut butter to my jelly? you’re the apple of my eye? you’re the “she” to my “nanigans?””
“oh my god,” you start giggling like a madwoman and lay your head across his lap. “i can’t with you,”
I wanted to request charles, whit, xander and david with a crush that avoids them because rhe reader likes them to??
Of Course! Hope it’s worth the wait!
Did I Do Something?
a/n: OMG OMG OMG IM ACTUALLY ON THE LAST REQUEST OMG OMG THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT IM SO HAPPY AHHHH
OK SUMMARYY: You’ve always been someone who didn’t know how to deal with affection or attention, so a love life has been hard for you. There’s this guy you really like, but you’ve decided just to avoid him in order to protect your heart. How does he feel about this?
p.s: you’re the Ultimate Music Enthusiast (I was originally gonna do the ultimate simp but decided not to lol)
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Charles Cuevas!
Your crush on him was instantaneous, but it led to you barely interacting with him, much to Charles’ dismay. His crush may have occurred slower, but it was a lot more intense!
He saw you, and he couldn’t stand you. If there was one thing he liked about you from the start, it was the fact you never talked to him. It was clear that he didn’t think that the Ultimate Music Enthusiast was a true talent.
But something about the way you talked so little with some people, yet were so outspoken with your friends drew him in. He saw how you always had something snarky to say to anyone who didn’t like you.
Eventually, he noticed the little things, how he noticed your eye bags, and how they hung no matter how noticeable or unnoticeable they were. When you waved to people by only using one finger, or the top half of your hand down to your friends.
Yet, when he actually wanted to get to know you, he found his efforts were in vain. Whenever he walked up to you, you’d always give him a specific look, one he didn’t see you give to anyone else. It wasn’t the warm, tired one you gave to your friends, or the disgusted, avoidant ones you gave to people you didn’t like.
This look, it was mixed with nervousness and something else, something he couldn’t place. Was it happiness? Terror? Disgust? He didn’t know and it killed him inside. He has observed you for so long yet can’t recognize a simple look on your face? He felt so stupid.
This cycle repeated for a few days. He would seek, you two would meet, then, you would fleet, and it would all repeat. It wasn’t until Whit told him the words he’d been waiting to hear for so long as you scurried away.
“They really like you y’know?” Whit told him. His heart stopping as he said that. But, he wanted to hear it from you, that was all he wanted. So, he stood up, and he walked to your room, his shoes clicking against the flooring. He knocked and you answered, he finally had the chance, and he wasn’t gonna miss it.
“..I really like you, do you like me back?” His confession was a lot like him, straight to the point, no shortcuts, just the truth. And by the way you looked, he knew that you liked him back. But when you nodded, it was like he just ascended into heaven. No, it was exactly like heaven.
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Whit Young!
He always knew about your crush on him, how could he not? The way you immediately took your eyes away when he looked at you, or how your lips curved upwards if you ever heard his voice. He noticed those things, somehow. But he noticed them.
It was quite endearing, really. He’s had people crushing on him before, but, this was different. This time, he actually reciprocated the feeling. But, for some reason, he didn’t know what to do.
He’s technically never had a crush on someone before. He was always the one making sure couples were formed. He never wanted to be in a relationship, or rather, he never thought about being in one until now.
Whenever he looked at you, he saw someone who was the perfect blend of chaos and empathy. Someone he could admire from afar and up-close at the same time.
He thought he could just chatterbox his way up into your heart, but when you were nowhere to be found, he was heartbroken!
He didn’t want to just jump in on the conversation, he wanted to actually get to know you. To spend time with you, and only you. Something he wasn’t used to doing, he usually just talked and talked and he would become close with people at the drop of a hat!
He’d walk, and walk, and walk, but there was never a moment where you’d be alone. You always had someone tagging along with you. Not to mention, you had your room always locked, and were always “too busy” to open it up and let him in! Yet whenever one of your friends asked, they were let in right away!
He was so hurt! He just wanted to confess his undying love to you! He constantly ended up venting about this to Charles, much to his annoyance. (wow im sooo creative, using whit and charles in each others headcanons..)
“I just want to tell them that my love for them is larger than life! Is that really so wrong!” “Yes, absolutely.” “You’re not helping!” Was practically becoming a classic conversation between them.
After what felt like years, (it was only a few days), he finally got the chance to speak with you! With no one else around, he vent his heart out, laying everything on the floor.
“I love you! I-I don’t know how else to put it. But, I really want to be with you!” He did it..he finally did it. He confessed to you! When you accepted his confession, he hugged you with all his might, placing his lips on yours!
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Xander Matthews!
As soon as Xander laid eyes on you, he felt a spark buzz around in his chest, he had to go talk to you!
At your first interaction, you were so jittery, and the conversation ended after only exchanging names and ultimates before you ran off somewhere else!
Xander was…disappointed to say the least. You seemed like such a sweet person! Especially in the following weeks when he saw you laughing like a maniac with your friends! If you were able to laugh with them so easily, why were you so nervous around him?
Then, it hit him…he was probably just startling you, right? Maybe if he just took off his brown coat, and spoke in a less energetic tone, you’d talk to him, right?
…No. It didn’t work, of course it didn’t! Because that wasn’t the reason you didn’t talk to him, but he didn’t know that, of course. He just thought he had to take a different approach.
After a few days of unsuccessfully trying to talk to you, he eventually took a moment to lie down on his bed, Teruko beside him. The brunette’s face was clearly annoyed at Xander’s efforts. “You’re acting like they’re the love of your life, y’know?” Teruko said.
Xander took a moment to think about her words. Then, he realized, she was right. He was acting like he was in love with you. “That’s because I am!” He said, his words flowing like water. “Why do you think I’m trying so hard to talk to them? There’s something so…beautiful about them.” He told Teruko, his words were completely serious. Something about you made his heart flutter.
Yet, he knew so little about you. He only knew your name, and your ultimate. Yet, if that was all he figured out about you for the rest of his life, he’d be at peace with that.
But that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to try. Xander stood up, and walked to your dorm. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on your door. When you opened it, his heart gave a flutter, but he didn’t dare utter a word (CAUSE THAT WOULD BE ABSUUURD BEHAVIOR). He immediately grabbed the door in order to keep it open. Especially since at one point, you slammed the door on him when he tried to talk to you.
“Y-Y/n! I want to talk to you!” He said, taking another deep breath as you stood there, hands behind your back due to nervousness. “I really, really like you. Like, more than I thought I would. And, I was hoping you’d allow me to be your..boyfriend?”
David Chiem
Oh, David…what a polarizing figure he was to you.. You could immediately tell something was slightly off with him. How could someone be so positive and uplifting their whole life?
As a result of this, you tended to avoid him, most of it was unintentional, but there were times when you’d purposefully avoid him. Something about his vibe was both…alluring yet also…unsettling? You just couldn’t explain it.
For David, meeting you was like a meeting your new pet rock. Something that was weirdly sentimental for no real reason. He just couldn’t stop staring at you, his eyes always glazing over your figure.
In his eyes, however, he saw something more…he saw a light. He saw someone he could trust, someone he could hold and cherish in his arms for all of eternity.
But, he couldn’t, the most he was spared was a glance across the hallway before you went on your day. It was insufferable, honestly. To watch your pretty face walk around for a few fleeting moments before you crawled up into your room for what felt like hours. He just could never confront you about this new sensation.
So, he waits, and waits, and waits for hours sitting at the dining table until you come out for your 3am snack. As soon as you do, his eyes widen and he jumps up. He immediately walks over to you, his eyes widening as he takes you in. You looked so beautiful, even if you were drowned in eye bags and groans, you still looked like heaven.
He finally spoke up. Although you made him question many things, he knew one thing for sure. He wanted to take this slow… “..Do you mind if I accompany you to the kitchen? I’m sure you’d like some company!” He said, the smile on his face clear despite the room’s dark setting.
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Well…it’s been a bit! But I always do my best to finish any requests! I’ll open up requests in A VERYYY LONG time to be realistic, but nobody knows lol. But, anyways, I hope you enjoyed my comeback request! Remember that someone out there cares about you! Goodbye!!!
