#xavier thoughts

Xavier is for the girls who have never been anyone's first choice, but they deserve to be

The girls who are begging for someone to just listen to them without judgment.

Xavier is for the girls who crave unconditional love that will find them in every universe

Xavier is for the girls who continuously searched and craved for the feeling of safety, comfort and security all their life

Xavier is for the girls who want a partner that can have philosophical conversations one minute and be a total goofball the next.

Xavier is for the girls who feel like they blend into the crowd but really they’re the shining star

Xavier is for the girls who love quality time with there partner

Xavier is for the girls who want a love that’s irreplaceable.

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the kind of lover who lets you push him twice before he grabs your wrists and holds you in place, he lets you struggle for a minute before you give up and he lets out a shaky sigh with closed eyes

xavier never raises his voice at you. his words might be sharp and concise, his tone a little more clipped than you’re used to, but never hurtful. he doesn’t think without speaking, careful in choosing his words while you berate him. his eyes are still soft when they look at you, full of as much love as they always were.

Presence, in paradox. That’s what Xavier is.

He’s a skilled hunter. Precise. Efficient. He doesn’t hesitate to strike when it’s needed. Cold-eyed, utterly composed. And then, in the next moment, he’s cozying up on the couch with a blanket and a cookbook, telling you about the best way to marinate mushrooms before almost setting the kitchen on fire.

He takes you out for food like a casual flirt, but he also loves ordering in and eating it cross-legged on the floor beside you, no expectations, no performance. Just quiet closeness.

He’ll read books for hours, completely still, eyes moving just a little too fast for it to be casual. If you ask, he’ll read aloud - without protest, even when tired. And when you get restless, he’ll take you out just to wander the city for no reason except to be with you.

He’s the kind of guy who will gently pull your head into his lap and comb your hair in quiet thoughtfulness… but he’s also the kind of guy who initiates water gun fights with no warning and grins like a menace when he wins.

He’s good with machines. Claw machines. Telescopes. Astronomical instruments you can’t even name. He picks things up like it’s nothing. Somehow, he’s also good at social gatherings - effortlessly fitting in, even if he doesn’t seem to care - but he’d be just as happy in pajamas all day, curled up beside you, not saying much. That’s the thing: he doesn’t need anything else. Just you.

He has no filter, sometimes. Shares the oddest details with you like it’s obvious, mutters soft little comments under his breath that make your heart skip. He’ll blush when you flirt back, then scoop you into his arms and whisper something that makes your knees weak. He is funny when he says absurd things without blinking or to unsettle you, yet he is also sincere when he tells you how much you mean to him and that he never wants to leave your side.

He can debate philosophy or explain star systems. Or say nothing at all, and somehow make that silence feel full. He’ll get angry - really angry - if someone crosses a line, especially when it’s about you. He also gets jealous because deep down he‘s terrified of losing you. But even then, there’s this control, this quiet burn to his protectiveness. He respects boundaries. He always makes you feel safe.

And that voice…

It can be soft and sleepy. Or teasing and sharp. Or low and rough when he’s had just enough of holding back.

He carries the weight and memories of having lived for centuries and still lives in the present and looks forward to the future.

Xavier is the most calm and put-together man you’ll ever meet.

Thinking about Xavier’s breeding kink

you had just been on your phone in the bed scrolling through Instagram when you came up on a reel

“all men have breeding kinks it just needs to be unlocked”

You scoff at it a little, that’s kind of a bold statement to make, you think to yourself

But then you put two and two together, all the times Xavier had preferred coming inside you, how his eyes gleam like an ocean in the night sky when he sees you interacting with children

Xavier has a breeding kink

And you’re gonna unlock it.

Step 1 get him in bed, pretty easy if there was any activity xavier loved in the bed more than sleeping it was fucking you.

Step 2 allude to pregnancy and or breeding.

Xavier was in between your thighs length aligned with your core about to push inside you

“hey honey, i haven’t been able to fill the prescription for my birth control for a couple weeks, but it’s fine you can still come inside me.”

“ I mean a baby wouldn’t be the worst thing huh”

And that’s how you ended up here..

“ Fuck, that’s it” he moans out as he pounds into you at an undetectable rhythm

Xavier wasn’t usually primal but this was a primal urge , like a leopard chasing its prey.

Your hands clawing at his back

Sobs of pleasure coming out of your mouth as he grips your hips.

“ ngh , so full of your cock” you moan out

Xavier’s pace quickens somehow not even knowing that was possible at the rate he’s going

“ let me make you a mommy” he moans close to your ear

“ it’s what you want hm, it’s what you need, your womb craves my seed?” He ask so honestly like he genuinely needs the confirmation.

“ fuck , yes need your babies, need you to make me a mommy” you say breathlessly words slightly broken up as Xavier’s pounds are relentless

That’s all it takes for him

His thrusts are even more frantic but somehow more sensual like he wants to paint your walls with his seed up and down, he wasn’t fucking you anymore he was making love to you.

“ you’re perfect my star, gonna look so good carrying my baby, gonna give you everything all of me-“

As he’s cut off by your orgasms intertwining

You falling apart underneath him as he pumps you full of his cum, squirt after squirt , rope after rope

Your gummy insides so weak from his cock not even fighting just taking all that he can give like your cunt nutritionally needs it.

“ that’s it honey, I’ve got you” he says running his fingers along your hip bone before pulling out

Immediately sticking his fingers in your cunt as to block the exit making sure there was no other choice but for it to pass through to your womb.

After he’s decided your cunt had efficiently taken his bearings , he gives it a couple pats as if it had just had a full meal.

He flops down next to you kissing up your neck

“ my princess, did so good. So full and leaky”

So all men having a breeding kink may be up for debate but what wasn’t was if Xavier had one or not, because that was definitely a yes.

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Xavier x fem!reader

Synopsis : get an introverted , clingy boyfriend they said it’ll be fun they said!

Xavier craves your attention 24/7, life is kinda miserable when it's not surrounded by you he’s just moving through the motions . I mean he guesses Jeremiah's okay... but he's no you not even close.

You'd been sent out on a mission that was a good ways from linkon city, leaving Xavier at home to fend for himself, his one required task while you were gone was to go to the grocery store which he did... but you might as well have gone with him with the amount of times he texted and called you during his “solo” shopping trip.

"these are your favorite hm" a slightly low quality photo is sent Xavier holding the snack bag next to his face with a neutral expression

"yep can you grab some for me" you replied quickly before putting your phone back in your pocket but just as it reaches its alloted position it rings

"which color bags they have the regular or they have the Halloween edition" Xavier says on face time looking blankly at you through the screen.

"regulars fine xavie" you smile causing his eyes to widen a bit and his cheeks turn a faint dusty rose color as he lets out a "hm" to let you know he understands and quickly hangs up the phone.

But shortly after the swift FaceTime call another text comes through

"pink" the text reads with a photo of a dress from the women's section.. he hates clothes shopping what is he even doing in the clothing section ?

You reply back " so cute! nice find baby!" I mean to be truthful it is exactly something you would pick out and your favorite color.

Ping

"my feet hurt" he sends along with a photo of his watch which counts his steps

That message you leave on read because what?

Ping

"I don't think it sent correctly the first time" he resends the feet message

You let out a sigh, you absolutely love your boyfriend to death but you can't get any work done no matter how cute he is you've gotta put a stop to this

" Xavier, honey I'm trying to work text me when I get off at 6 and I'm all yours < 3"

As the message goes through the 3 dots on the opposite side of the screen quickly go away as if he’s deleted a message to type a new one.

Ping

"oh okay, I'm sorry for disturbing you" your heart breaks a little at his response but you'll make sure to text him back at six o'clock on the dot

ping

"but you don't even have to work if you don't want to I'll provide for the both of us : )"

A little galaxy kid sticker following shortly after the message holding a brief case seemingly being laid off from work?

You stare at the message completely dumbfounded not sure whether you’re getting cuteness aggression or pure confusion over the fact that your boyfriend couldn’t take a hint ..

bless his heart.

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boyfriend!xavier who absolutely loves candid photos of you, the ones where he can tell you’re truly in the moment just enjoying life.

boyfriend!xavier who is utterly whipped for you, you lay snoring next to him in bed he’s trying to not to wake you up to take a picture to add to his favorites album it’s the simple things for him.

boyfriend!xavier who has the “ ugliest” photos of you as his wallpaper, you see him open his phone and it’s a photo of you sitting across from him at the hotpot restaurant, cheeks full of food like a squirrel and sauce all around your mouth.

boyfriend!xavier who doesn’t take these photos and videos to embarrass you or use them against you in the future, he genuinely loves them as he scrolls through his favorites album coming across a video of you clad in lumiere merch dancing around the living room he’s reminded that this is what life is, it’s not a fairytale lovestory it’s the simple things like eating a nice meal together or being so comfortable with each other you show sides of yourself that nobody else gets to see.

boyfriend!xavier who looks through his photos and realizes that every sacrifice that got him here was worth, and he would do it a thousand times over again to get to hear your laugh.

“Xavier delete that photo I look a mess” you sit up messy hair and face still puffy from sleep.

Xavier gives you the sad puppy dog look

“but.. you look so squish” he says as he pinches your cheek.

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Xavier still has some of his qualities as prince of philos..

Still elegant and soft spoken as ever to the public, but goofy and charming around you. His values though have changed drastically not that they were ever really in line with being a prince either way.

He was always taught that once he was of age it was his job to ensure philos had an heir, always hating how that was instilled into him. A baby girl would be just as much of a blessing.

So when the balloon popped and pink confetti scattered everywhere Xavier cried, he cried tears of joy , relief and longing a part of his soul always knew he was meant to be a girl dad. It was written in the stars.

As you and Xavier lay in the hospital bed cuddling the sweet newborn it was safe to say Xavier was smitten.

He was so overprotective of her, hugging her a little tighter as strangers walked by, as if she was a butterfly that could just fly away. sure he wasn't in philos anymore but it was still etched into his dna

as a dad now he couldn't imagine how his father let him be used by the planet, how is father could look at him a perfect mix of love and scream and yell at him. He would never let her suffer the same fate as him, she was the product of two people who loved each other dearly a star especially picked from the night sky.

you stand at the door frame watching Xavier rock your infant to sleep your eyes soften.

“a boy would be the son of philos, but you daisy bloom will always belong to dada and mama” he says softly kissing the soft patch of ash colored hair on her head.

Oh how dearly he loved his sweet girl.

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