THANK YOU!!!

THANK YOU!!! 🙌🙌🙌

finally, i hate that these types of posts are so rare. like, i love a good “angst-with-a-happy-ending” but these men really do be violating “The Reader” in the worst way and always quickly get forgiven like it never happened

Tbh, it’s a toxic mentality to just forgive someone for an apology and declaration of love with nothing to show for it. If you’re a forgiving person, good for you, but if someone spends years using you and abusing your friendship and taking advantage of your loyalty to use as a coping mechanism, that isn’t right and they aren’t entitled to forgiveness or reconciliation.

Sorry this was so long, but very grateful to this author, they did it right!👍

convenient (2)(final)

summary: you finally talk to xavier after your argument

warnings: very slight mention of drugs

a/n: this was very highly requested! i hope you guys like the way i ended it! send in your xavier x reader request!

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it has been a month since you exploded on xavier. you haven’t texted him. you haven’t talked to him. you haven’t even looked at him. he was dead to you.

you didn’t tell anyone about what happened due to the lack of trust and not to mention your best friend runs a blog that the majority of the school follows to keep up with the drama. and you were not trying to have your little meltdown be a source of entertainment for a bunch of high schoolers. but your plan of not telling anyone didn’t work out because it was pretty obvious you and xavier were mad at each other. so your story did end up on enid’s blog, of course not in full detail, but it had enough detail for you to get strange looks in the halls and people asking if you were okay 24/7. fortunately it died down after a few weeks, leaving you in peace. but not for long.

you were in the quad during your break scrolling through instagram when you came upon a link to enid’s new post on her blog. normally you would’ve kept scrolling, but the title caught your eye.

“THEY’VE BEEN HOOKING UP!? (what really happened between y/n l/n and xavier thorpe)”

you could’ve sworn you saw red. you haven’t been this angry in your whole entire life. everything else left your mind as you opened up the article. as you read it you realized it contained lies, rumors, and every single detail of the argument you had with xavier a month ago.

you never thought you could get any more angry than you already were, but apparently the universe was working against you today. you knew right then that xavier had told enid about your guy’s fight because he was the only other person who knew about it and you sure as hell didn’t tell her.

without a second thought you got up and went straight to the place you knew xavier would be. his art shed. he always goes there during break.

you could feel the twigs and leaves crunching under your feet as you stomped towards his shed. all the promises you made yourself about never speaking a word to him ever again were far gone.

you approached his shed not even bothering to knock. you busted through the door. he jumped and faced the door.

“jesus y/n, a knock would’ve been nice.” he said sarcastically.

“are you fucking serious right now?” you scream back.

“yeah, i am. you don’t talk to me for a month and then bust into my shed and scream at me.”

“have you not seen enid’s blog? why the hell would you tell her why i wasn’t talking to you?”

“y/n what are you talking about?”

you open your phone to the article and shove it in his face. “this, xavier. how could you tell her.”

“y/n, no i didn’t do that. i wouldn’t do that. not after everything i’ve done to you.”

“then how do explain enid knowing every single detail about our argument when we were the only ones who knew about it?”

“oh shit.”

“what do you mean oh shit?”

“that night when i left your dorm i kinda got high with ajax. i don’t really remember anything from that night. i was wasted. i guess i told him about our argument. he must’ve told enid.”

“god xavier.”

“i’m so sorry” he breathed out. “really. for everything. i miss you so much.”

“xavier-” you start.

“y/n, please just hear me out. i’ve realized i’ve been a shitty friend and person in general. i want to be a better person, i’m changing. and i don’t expect you to forgive me. that’s not what i’m asking. i just want you to give me another chance. this past month has been the worst time in my entire life. you are my rock y/n and i know that it shouldn’t have taken this for me to realize it, but i love you y/n. i’m in love with you.” he finished.

“you have to understand what you’ve put me through. i don’t know if i can ever forgive you. i just think we need some time apart. i can’t even to look at you anymore. not after i realized what i am to you.”

“i understand. just know i will wait for you. i will spend every second of every day changing myself. bettering myself. for you.”

you sighed. without saying a word you walked out of his shed heading towards the school.

you could tell he was being genuine. but it would take more than a few heartfelt words to allow you to look at him the same way again. only time can heal the scars he gave you. this was a different kind of pain. but if he really meant what he said. if he really loved you. he would wait. and somehow you would find your way back to each other.

so, like, i’ve thought about this before. i didn’t think it was an actual thing bc of how it is, so i was content with my silly little fantasies. thank you for bringing it to life.

That Pivotal Moment

Bumble is a ridiculous word.  Marinette did not bumble.  Bungle?  Okay, yes fine, she bungled things up a lot.  Stumble? Of course.  Stutter?  Obviously. Flounder?  All the time.  But she did not bumble.  And yet, that was the only word she could think of to describe her current behavior; unable to focus, forgetting what she meant to gather from the cabinets or desk, running into the corner of her desk… repeatedly.  Her hips were going to be black and blue by the end of the afternoon.

She was bumbling about her office.  Had been all day.  But no matter how hard she tried to force her mind to focus on color samples or color schemes or sketching or even, God forbid, invoices and taxes, she couldn’t.

She shook her head yet again and willed herself to focus on the color swatches in front of her.  She needed to pick fabric for her latest commission.  She didn’t have time to bumble.  She flipped through the swatches more aggressively than necessary until she landed on a beautiful shade of blush.  Her fingers stilled instantly as images started flashing through her mind; lips on hers, soft touches, gentle caresses, feeling like she was floating and spinning at the same time.

The smile that had found its way to her lips at the memories, slowly fell as the heart stuttering memories turned to heart shattering memories and heart cataclysming potential futures.  The possibility of losing a boyfriend she could survive.  She had before, she would again.  Some might have left her heart bruised, some left it battered, but she survived. But losing one of her best friends, someone she loved so deeply he seemed to be etched into her being… that she wouldn’t survive.

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I’m not gonna lie, I find the reactions to my last post to be very encouraging. I think it’s safe to say that you guys will be seeing more headcanons and preferences from me. Maybe even fics as well. As always, my asks are open, so feel free to comment or suggest fics you’d like to see from me

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My Hugging Headcanons for the Casper Crew + Finn

Bruce Yamada

-expect bear hugs

-comes from a very openly affectionate family, so he likes to convey his feelings through physical affection

-he’ll keep you there for a minute, too, prepare yourself for that

-hella cliche, can and will pick you up and twirl you around if he hasn’t seen you in a while

-I head canon that Bruce isn’t all that great with words, like, there’s basic compliments and sentences, but I feel like he’s the type that believes that love can’t be expressed with words. So he’ll hold you and imagine that all of his love is being poured into a hug

Robin Arellano

-even tho i previously said that he doesn’t care who’s looking and he’ll be as affectionate with you as he pleases, I feel like that might not apply to hugs

-robin is very awkward with hugs but he likes touching you, so he’ll wrap an arm around your shoulders when you walk together

-if you aren’t and are just standing around, he’ll turn you to face him and just grab your hips, just keeps his hands there

-he actually loves putting his hands on your hips because he likes that he can be openly affectionate with you and still look cool

-he does give full-on hugs, but he feels like those are intimate, too intimate to be shared with the prying eyes of others. He’s a pretty small guy and he knows it, so to him, hugs are protective and private. Robin’s real hugs are very special

Billy “Paperboy” Showalter

-a lot like Robin, Paperboy isn’t one to hug you in public

-it’s not an intimacy thing, or a PDA thing, he could not give less of a shit about that

-but he correlates hugs to cuddles, so in his mind, if he’s gonna hug you, its gonna be an hours-long affair

-in public, if he wants a hug, but can’t cuddle you, he’ll just wrap an arm around your shoulder by its the closest he can get to having what he wants until y’all are alone

-when you’re alone, whether it’s at his house or yours, and he wants a hug, he’ll just drag you to a comfortable spot and y’all will cuddle until bodily needs overtake the sweet comfort of each other’s embrace, but seriously, clear your schedule bc you will not be moving for a very long time, don’t even try it

Griffin Stagg

-hugging is the most extreme form of PDA this boy can handle

-to him, hugging can be platonic and is ordinary to the public eye, so he doesn’t mind it, but he will end it if he feels like y’all are being watched

-his favorite way to hug you is to wrap his arms around your waist and across your lower back, which leaves room for you wrap your arms around your shoulders

-griffin knows he isn’t exactly the most affectionate boyfriend, whether its in public or not, so giving you hugs makes him feel like a better romantic partner

-its sort of silly tho bc in private, its almost as if he has trouble detaching himself from you. He’ll give you a hug, and then do an awkward shuffle to wherever he wants to go with you still in his arms. It makes him blush when you bring it up to him, so he’ll use his body to guide you to a bed or couch, body slam you, then leave as if it was nothing

Vance Hopper

-no

-c’mon, you already know

-fine, but if he did hug you, it would be so totally low effort that it doesn’t even seem like a hug to other people

-he likes to shuffle up behind you and wrap one of his arms across your chest

-it honestly looks kind of threatening because of the way he’s positioned with an arm caging you to his side and his mouth very close to your ear, it looks like he’s threatening you or whispering malicious things to you if not for your pleased smile and the fact that he’s not actively yelling at anyone

Finn Blake

-like Bruce, he likes to wrap his arms around you

-in public, he’ll maneuver you to tuck your head into his chest or neck and sway you until he decides he’s had his fill for the moment

-sometimes if you’re just standing around by your lockers or the Grab n’ Go, he’ll have you curled into his side with an arm around you, casual and unassuming

-in private, especially in his house, he likes to tuck his head into your neck instead. For a very long time, his home wasn’t a very safe and happy place for him and the changes that came with escaping the Grabber didn’t magically fix his bad memories of his childhood. So he’ll curl into you and find comfort in your soft warmth. A good amount of the time, private hugs end up turning into cuddle sessions where he lays onto top of you with his head on your chest so he can listen to your heartbeat

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