Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x Fem!addams!reader
Warnings: kinda angsty, fluff ending, reader is gothic, swear words, xavier is such a simp
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Ever since your father had been keeping a low profile, you had been staying with your aunt Morticia and uncle Gomez.
Your father knew it would be the best option for you. Hanging out with your cousins, Pugsley and Wednesday, should be fun, right?
But after too many troubles with Wednesday, Morticia decided to send you both to nevermore Academy.
Wednesday had taken a strong hatred for the place from the beginning. You, however, were beginning to warm up to it. You would never admit it, but you secretly liked your black and white uniform you and Wednesday received.
You began to except friendships (unlike your cousin). A vampire named Hera was your roommate and probably your closest friend, other than Wednesday's roommate, Enid.
But out of everyone in the school, one person specifically stood out to you. Xavier Thorpe.
You didn't know why he had taken such a strong liking to you. He made efforts to be around you, make you feel included, and try to see you smile.
So, as you sat in Thornhill's class, you tried to keep your eyes open as she taught on and on and on about specific types of plants.
Xavier could feel your boredom from his desk a few seats away. He grabbed a sheet of paper and pencil and began doodling on the white sheet.
You were so zoned out you almost didn't feel the little tap on your ankle. You looked down the table to find a black rabbit that appeared to be alive, straight out of a drawing.
You looked up at Xavier though your eyelashes. Your cold, empty, dead stare was enough to almost make him feel scared.
You were about to reach down to the rabbit when thing crawled down your leg, squishing the rabbit out of existence by accident.
You watched thing's embarrassment as he crawled into your backpack and zipped it up after him.
You couldn't help but feel the end of your lips twist into a grin as you looked away. It wasn't that you didn't like Xavier, you just believed you can spend your time elsewhere instead of taking the risk of heartbreak.
You watched your father's sanity slowly decrease after the loss of your mother. Maybe that's a reason for his quirky behaviour, but the concept of being so in love that it makes you lose all sense of your mind was something you couldn't comprehend.
Why risk everything for one person?
Sure, you had your uncle Gomez and aunt Morticia as an example of sickening love. The way your uncle admired your aunt in such a way, it made you question love.
Why is love so good to others, but can be so cruel at the same time?
After class, you began to walk down to the courtyard when you heard someone jogging behind you. Rain was pouring from the sky.
"Y/n" Xavier called out.
You stopped dead in your tracks, looking up at him through your wet eyelashes. "What?"
"Where are you going?" he questioned as you continued to move.
"Dunno. Maybe I'll go find something interesting to distract me from the world"
"Are you excited for outreach day?"
"Excited for extended labour during a Saturday in a little town that doesn't like us? Not exactly how I like to spend my weekends"
YOU ARE READING
his muse ; reader imagines
Fanfiction𝐻𝐼𝑆 𝑀𝑈𝑆𝐸 ─ i'm absolutely obsessed with xavier thorpe so i've taken the liberty of making a reader insert imagines book with imagines i found on tumblr. none of these are mine. includes smut. enjoy!