his muse ; reader imagines

Mastermind ~

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x fem!reader

Warnings: none

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Xavier remembered the first time he saw you.

You were wearing your favorite outfit, one he had seen you wear plenty of times now, and you were clutching a stuffed animal in one arm and holding cotton candy in the other. With a bubbly smile on your face, you followed around your friends, soaking in the scenery of the carnival and grinning ear to ear. (You really loved carnivals).

He hadn't seen you before. You didn't go to Nevermore, and he wasn't too fond of Normies. But there was something about you that seemed so different. It sounded cliche, but something clicked inside of him when he first saw you. You were beautiful, and you looked so sweet and innocent. He wanted to know you , who you were, what you liked. He wanted you to think he was just as attractive as he saw you. God, did he want you.

With his hands stuffed in his pockets, he huffed when you strolled on out of sight. The carnival was packed and he knew he'd look weird just watching around for you the entire time. He also knew, he didn't want to approach you in front of your friends. He wasn't particularly fond of them— just you.

He tried getting the image of you out of his head. It was just one girl, he kept telling themself. There's more out there, don't bother.

He played a couple games with Ajax, chatted with Wednesday, and still nothing turned his head the way you did. Nothing interested him enough to want to stop thinking about you.

"Bro you're hot" Ajax scoffed. Xavier bashfully admitted to him what his problem was after looking so irritated that past thirty minutes. "You make art come to life. Literally"

"Okay and what if she's like a super cunt who only dates guys like Tyler Galpin?" He borderline whined, hating that he cared so much.

"Then she's a cunt so why would you wanna be with her still?" Ajax pointed out.

Xavier nodded , knowing Ajax was right. Maybe he was scared of finding that out— having the already made image of you tainted by a scornful tongue or an upturned nose.

"She seems to like Enid" Ajax cut in, nodding over towards the blonde talking excitedly to you. You talked to her grinning, showing her the piece of jewelry Enid complimented you on.

Xavier watched the two of you closely, his eyes lightening up as Enid handed you her phone. He silently prayed you were exchanging socials instead of numbers, so he'd be able to find you later.

When you turned your phone around, showing Enid you had followed her, Xavier grinned excitedly.

"Gotcha"

"what if i told you none of it was accidental and the first night that you saw me , i knew i wanted your body? i laid down the groundwork and just like clockwork the dominos cascaded down the line."

That night Xavier laid in his bed and searched up Enid's Instagram. Social media wasn't really his 'thing' but he had an account just to be nosey every now and again— and luckily, it came in handy.

He wasted no time in searching through Enid's followers until he found you. It took him about twenty different people, but then, finally, your profile picture was a photo of you in the woods. A huge smile on your face as you stood there with your arms wide open, eyes screwed shut.