Id Burn For Xavier Plympton X

Summary: OC Reader sees Xaviers favourite purple jumper in the lake of Camp Refwood and almost drowns retrieving it, the two had been best friends [with hidden feelings] for one another since they were 14. Xavier hears Mavrey’s Chimes that she’d set up with Chef Bertie an hour before the incident, Ms Bertie had a suspicion the two had mixed feelings for one another yet wouldn’t admit it. This ends with Xavier clutching tightly against his lovers limp corpse feeling the wet sensation of water seep within his burns, Mavrey comforts the man and kisses his burns as if he’d never not been beautiful his entire life with or without his burns, but then Xavier notices her bloody chest, Mavrey stutters and confesses her love for him before kissing his lips like a hazey ghost, then falls. Collapsing into an oblivion like darkness set awaitimg for her arrival.

Warnings: none just an extremely sad: hurting/ xavier

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RUELLE: War of Hearts [acoustic]

Come to me.

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“Mav?” Xaviers pet name for his best friend came off rather hesitant, because she’d always answer him the first few times to when he’d call it. Xavier shifted himself into the cookhouse rolling his eyes at this sneaky game. “Mavrey I’m not playing with you, come on you need to go to bed I know how you get all cranky and shit over a few hours of sleep missed princess.”

Xaviers eyes moved along the kitchen appearance, his heart pondered over the concept that his best friend might be sneaking around the kitchen for snacks again.

In the night hours.

“Mavy you idiot it’s 2:45 in the fucking morning, a king needs his sleep too. Princess come the fuck on!” But that’s all Xavier could murmur under a whisper, before his gaze became hazy and unbearable. “What th-“

I will wait for you.

“Xav?” Mavrey swept across the riverside, her voice slightly weary in her interruption unto Xaviers whereabouts, she was told by Montana that her dearest best friend had stalked off to the lakeside for a quick jazz sesh in the Woods. His words exact were: ‘I’m becoming one with nature Tana who knows maybe I’ll stumble upon Chef Bertie on my stroll.’

And I can't sleep.

“Xav, Tana told me you were out here? Come on it’s 2 fucking something in the morning headass and I’m tired!” Mavrey kept stalking the lakeside before fleeting upon Xaviers favourite sweet violet jumper. “Do I always have to pick up after you asshole. Jesus! I want to go to BED!” Mavrey bent down to retrieve the slightly wet jacket, she was confused it was in direct aim of the lake.

“Oh.” That’s when the dots had clicked into place.

'Cause thoughts devour, Thoughts of you consume’

“If this is some kind of way to lure me into this stupid Ice bath think again!” After murmuring this a soft set of bubbles floated above the moonlit lake, just a few feet aways from where Xaviers purple beloved jacket was thrown. At this point Mavery’s heart had exploded, with worry. She did what she thought was right: she ran into that stupid lake to save her best friend or so she thought he was there.

I can't help but love you.

“Mav!” Xavier screamed eyes straining for tears to spill, his skin began blister and his heart wrenched out of his chest. Literally. “Mavrey! Help me!” The soft sobs of Xavier could be heard but whoever had the intention to shove him into this human like oven, watched with a gentle wave before speaking to him.

“Shes down too deep for your warmth now. Pretty boy” With that the unknown suspect strained to leave, just after hearing this Xavier bumbled an escape. Painful cries left his chapped and crusted lips and at this point he couldn’t careless about himself or his ego. He had to get out of this boiling hell.

Even though I try not too.

“N-No! Someone!” Stuttering at the thought of Mavrey getting hurt triggered his ambition to fight for his life. “SOMEONE! Please.” Falling to push the oven glass door once again fell hopeless for Xavier. “I love you!” His soft statement fell on deaf ears. He only wished Mavrey could hear his pleading.

I can't help but want you.

Mavrey’s skin ran cold, her eyes were shut and lungs soaked with heavy falls of water. Yet she still had her hand shackled to Xaviers sweet soft purple jumper as if her lifeline were connected to it. She had no idea what happened but she was being dragged deeper into the darkest part of whatever this hell was in an instant.

She tried to pull her feet away, kicking down towards the source but seemed to have failed in keeping air within her at the same time. The hand that was latched to her had vanished and now she was lost in her own mind to snap out of this hazy settlement. Memories flipped along her brain in order to help her fight for her own life, sweet thoughts.

Happy ones that made her heart flatter and it was all directed to the man who’d brought her here to begin with. “Xav?” Air bubbles formed around the small girl, heart pondering over the male, she had to get out of this predicament. She had to fight for him.

I know that I'd die without you.

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Pulling herself out of the lake bubbled the girls attention, Mavrey blinked the tears away, her eyes strained with them still yet she wanted to be that ‘big girl’ Xav always taunted her to be. Falling to her feet Mavrey whimpered at the seeping sensation set in the centre of her chest directly set between her breasts. She muffled a cry when she pressed down unto the open wound, she was penitrated with a wooden stake, Mavrey hadn’t noticed since Xaviers jumper covered the wound. “Xa-“

SCREAMING FROM THE CAFETERIA ROOM:

That’s when Mavrey limped off, tears trailing down her face as she pushed her way down to the Cafeteria Room in order to retrieve her best friends precious life. “I’m coming Xav wait for me!” The small girl whipped her left to right feet up the sturdy wooden steps, she felt her heart drop when the door to the Cafeteria openedher eyes watered, leaving her gaze to drop on a slightly disgorged Chef Bertie. An unsteady breath left the girls mouth, Bertie was stabbed constantly from the back, she was beaten and bashed.

Stay with me a little longer.

“K-kitchen.” Berties words came out as a sob, Mavrey set herself next to the broken woman. Heart shattering when Bertie pushed the child away. “Y-you have t-t-to get h-him.” - “N-no Bert-“ Bertie pulled the girl to face hers I’m a demanding manner. “Kitchen!” Bertie muttered.

Mavrey’s eyes snapped to the slightly dimmed Kitchen doorway. It was lit like a warm fire on Christmas. But what came next only ceased for Mavrey to fall teary. “Xavier.” She’s rushed to the male in a hurry her voice cracking when her gaze fell on the boy she’d loved trapped within his personal hell.

I will wait for you.

Falling from the heated contraption, Mavrey clutched herself unto her best friend. Her arms pulled the man in as he too pulled her unto him, Xavier sighed deeply at the cold sensation set to sooth his blistering skin. He’d cried whilst clunging himself to the small rigid girl, his heart broke and it wouldn’t stop. He just cried and held his lover closer to him. “I-thought id lost you.” Mavrey’s voice came out sturdy and slightly different. Xavier shut his eyes switching to cup the girls face in the palms of his hands. “I couldn’t find you.” He sobbed lips pulling into a frown. Mavrey lightly laid his soaked purple jumper she had cover her chest to his shoulders letting the soft water seep his hot body. “I- I c-couldn’t find you e-either.” Xavier eyes opened and shone over his best friend, Mavrey had a gentle smile plastered on her face as she gazed up at this precious wonder boy. “I couldn’t lose you too.” She whispered. Xav bit his bottom lip tears streaming down his face before his eyes trailed down to the dark red soaked blue overalls set in the centre of Mavrey’s chest.

And want grows stronger, deeper than the truth.

“N-no-“ Xavier shuttered at the wound his hands pulled from the girls face to the seeping red stake wound. Mavrey wasn’t just cold from the lake, she was losing a lot of blood too. “Mav-“

I can't help but love you.

Mavrey just smiled up at Xavier, her lips fell agap when she’d finally gotten to see the appearance of the boy. Tears fell from her eyes before she softly reached up to cup Xaviers face for the last time. “Ma-Mav you’ll be okay- I just w-we ha-“ Mavrey’s bottom lip trembled along with Xaviers. “Still pretty.” She’d shuttered out. The poor boy shut his eyes at the way Mavrey had said that, his hands covered his best friends. The wonder boy was broken he just couldn’t lose her. He couldn’t live with himself if she did die on him. The two had sobbed together, their breathing in sync with one another like a harmony set to rhyme.

I can't help but want oceans to part.

“I-I love you.” And that was all it took for the two to break. After Xavier had said this his eyes softly fluttered open in an instant, but when they did his breathing stopped like the limp body set beneath him had fallen. The love of his life had stopped breathing, her cold hand had slipped from his and her eyes had closed. “M-Mav?”

The first time he’d said ‘I love you’ felt as if it were going to be the only time. Xavier never had the intention to say I love you in his entire life, he thought the sentence was a cheap way to say “I want to fuck you.”Yet now he finally knew the real intention to the sentence.

Cause I'm overcome in this war of hearts.

“Mavrey h-hey.” Yanking his limp best friend to sit on his lap felt heavy on Xavier. “Wake up- P-please.” His sobs became more intense and he thought the girl was joking, like she usually did. But she wasn’t. “M-Mavrey.” -“I-I said I loved you- w-wake up.” Xavier kneeled Forward hands falling to pull the girl to his chest, his cries began to build and fall out of his mouth harsher and harsher in anger. “Y-you ca-can’t leave m-me!” Xaviers head fell into his best friends soaked/cold shoulder. Tears pooling over his blistering skin. “I-I can’t do t-this without you!”

I can't help but be wrong in the dark.

The man couldn’t bring his mind around to believe that his best friend had passed nor did he want to leave her at this stupid camp, she was his and his alone. “I-I’m sorry. I-I’m so sorry- p-please come back to me please.” Everything was cold now, Xaviers heart had sunk and the more he’d held onto this girl the more he’d wanted to bring her back. He awaited for her to breathe but she never ceased to do so. Xavier never knew that this would be the first time he’d ever love and the last time he’d ever feel feel loved. She was gone.

I know that I'd die without you.

Michael Langdon x Original fem!reader

Summary: Micheal intervenes in on a terrible father physically abusing his 8 month year old daughter, he brings the man to ruins with a choke hold. He’s disgusted by the torment, and so takes the child from the man and unto the sanctuary, that’s where Marie. Jeff Pfister and Mutt Nutter’s day shift assistant is set cleaning Michael’s office readying it for his arrival in the evening. Michael had never met the girl and yet he pleaded for her help when he notices she’s the only one set in the office, he’s lost seeking for another heart to care for this new born child and she just so happens to fill that position for him.

Warnings: none just sm soft!Michael short stories. 💞x

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Talk!Hozier

I'd be the voice that urged Orpheus. When her body was found.

“Pathetic.- I thought men like you were forth to respect their children.” Michael took a short pause at his words, head tilting to his left, his hands worked the horrified man set beneath him. “Then again my father wasn’t much of a man to respect me and look where that led his beloved.”

I'd be the choiceless hope in grief. That drove him underground.

As taunting as the blonde vented off he was pissed at the scene he’d witnessed only seconds ago, personally he didn’t care too end this mans life but he wanted to have his moment and he was sure to let this man suffer. Leaning forth and into the man Michael grinned to himself, the choking sound of this pathetic soul sent him into a bliss of pleasure. He ceased his life like a heart wrenching for blood. “I’m going to torment your mind, the same way you scarred that small defensless child you called your own.”

I'd be the dreadful need in the devotee. That made him turn around.

And that’s exactly what Michael did he drained the life of a man who physically and mentally tormented his own daughter. He snapped his windpipe with as much wrath as he could give, what ceased him to do what he chose was under the horrid memories of his up bringing. He didn’t want another soul settled to feel what he’d experienced.

And I'd be the immediate forgiveness In Eurydice.

Michael knew what he did was to prevent the forgiveness unto what he could never let happen again, he just couldn’t and now he had to care for this girl. This beautiful tiny girl. Michael was now towering over the child.

“Hi there sweetheart, my name is Michael I guess I’m your new daddi.” Michael’s ocean blue eyes burned down into the brown orbed earth like child, she just stared at the unknown man unsure on what to do she wasn’t frightened and that was a start for the man. Michael didn’t even know the name of the child and so searched for one.

“I believe your old dad wasn’t suited for your care.. don’t worry my dad wasn’t either.” his hands fiddled with the grey cotton fabric like blanket, that was settled around the child, his eyes fell upon a bunch of beautiful daisies plastered all over the child’s Babygro. “So here I am ready to teach you everything you have to know in order to survive my-.” Michael paused at the perfect printed flowers set so sooth to the girls banygro a smile sweetly forming on his face at the thought that soon entered his mind.

Imagine being loved by me.

“My Daisy.”

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I Love You!Billy Eilish [Three Years Later]

Maybe won't you take it back.

“Mommi where daddi?” Rolling her eyes down at her 3 year old, Marie fell slightly to her height knees grazing the ground in the process, her soft eyes narrowed at the girl. “Your father’s outat a meeting we talked about this sweetly.”

Say you were tryna make me laugh.

Swaying to catch her child Marie grinned kissing the living daylights out of her doe eyed babygirl. “Now I’ll assure you that he’d be even more proud of you if you’d actually gotten into that comfy grub of yours on time before his arrival this evening.”

And nothing has to change today.

“But he pwomised me a bedtime story.” The child whined childishly. Marie’s eyes tilted down at her daughter pouting at the response.

“Why don’t I tell you a bedtime story?” - “n-no Daddies one awe moow exciting.” Whined the 3 year old. “Now Daisy that isn’t very nice my dear, Your mother has lovely stories that you’ll understand when you’re older.” Settled down the hall of their home Michael was set in the middle of it, smiling meekly at the woman he’d come to secretly love. “But I am big gwil!” Retorted the small infant. Michael grinned down upon his daughter. “I know that my love, but last time I checked big girls go to be bed when they’re told.”

You didn't mean to say "I love you"

Under an agreement Marie not only to Michaels surprise agreed to care for the child. When he’d entered the sanctuary with a crying little 8 month baby, Marie had fallen worried to the scene, she took care the girl almost immediately and like that Michael had to blurt it out like a plate smashing to its death. The agreement wasn’t anything intimate it was professional and that to them was: To love and care for the child. But along the way Michael had slipped just a little for the woman, the three lived together both individuals let the child call them momma and papa under the influence that they were her parents since she hadn’t any after what Michael did. To Michael he wanted to believe that they were, he wanted to have a family and with this woman he came to care for after the two and half years of having to know her.

I love you and I don't want too.

Retrieving the child from his lovers arms, Marie poked her tongue out and up at Michael before pushing herself up on her tiptoe’s, to cup the mans face with her palms in a loveing manner. Little did Michael know she’d fallen for him long before he’d fallen for her, and the woman pleaded that she’d never slip again. Leaning up to the Michael, Marie kissed his cheek with a small and carefree grin settled on her face before she’d leant.

Up all night on another red eye.

“Goodnight Mike, I hope you had a beautiful day. Your dinners downstairs and Daisies bottles next to her crib ready for you.” Even though this was all just a planned out daydream Michael never wanted it to end, throughout the two and a half years of being with this woman he saw that she’d never once rethought upon her decision.

I wish we never learned to fly.

“Thank you my love, We’ll see you in the morning. I hope you have a wonderful siesta.” Michael had chorused back leaning down to kiss the temple of his beloved. Daisy had leaned into her parents eyes shut in a snoozing manner.

Maybe we should just try.

The three parted ways, Marie moving down the hall and into hers and Michael’s shared bedroom. But Michael never slept in there he always stayed with Daisy in her nursery sometime he’d even be curled up in her crib with her settled in his arms for warmth and those nights were Marie’s favourite ones.

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