#♥ drabbles 》xavior carver

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i probably mentioned this before but.... -xav just being really bad at registering his own heart beating? (which would seem odd given his mental illness(s) plus how often it has issues *dude thinks too much about 1 singular track of 1 thought and his heart will go okay w.indows forced restart update time fuck you*) is both tragic and hilarious -times people go ‘oh hey what’s ur heart rate’ and xav just goes deathly silent before whispering ‘am i supposed to be able to tell?’ and stuff like “so how long has your heart been beating erratically for” doing medical stuff paired with him like “idk maybe all month i can’t really feel it so i’m just glad it’s still beating” -likewise he sucks ass at being able to measure it properly/if has to use a heart monitor is the kid who goes up to the teacher like “uhm it’s at zero even though i’ve been running for an hour? and i can Feel It so...” this happening several times before the teacher is just like “yeah it works for literally anybody but you so that’s- odd” -this also makes the fact he finds others heartbeats soothing so much more layered (he really likes having his hair played with/listening to somebody’s heart when anxious it’s up there with nibbling on their fingers/hands and as such he also feels it’s not something he is allowed to mention etc) -makes his drug use,etc more dangerous (but really that list is states long anyways so it’s not the biggest or least threatening factor involved) also really factors in with why he actually enjoys the feeling of his heart being noticeably erratic/or slow/almost still *he seeks out the ability to have it next to nearly not beating etc quite often actually* plus when he has it stop for mental health reasons he’ll usually hate the residing pain of it starting back up etc but sometimes can’t help slightly enjoy it

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the thought of somebody trying to Warn Xav, about that rich drama kid with issues thinking he’s a new student and they are being “helpful” and xav just like : ) i can have fun with this because like yeah okay reasons but also you’re talking about somebody who avoids fights as much he can, wears blue and cries when it’s mega rainy leading to all sorts of worm deaths sooo??? probably dramatically puts on his sunglasses, to lift them up a little and be like “nah i’d be more worried about me honestly, xav prescott nice to meet you i like to randomly bite people” with a flash of his current choice of custom fangs because he is a certified twerp *bonus* -it reaches nate before the end of period/lunch and he refrains to comment on “does he actually bite people randomly” because the answer is depends on context (xav probably having bitten a friend in the shoulder outside a classroom playfully and the resulting call home from his school to which nate was home to witness that phone call only days prior) -people who’ve encountered the Tales+or Xav even briefly in passing are just like yeah it tracks dude is unhinged we just accept the enigma that is his presence because it’s usually chaos+people who crush on him ending up heartbroken, sometimes wholesome but whatever

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-some more wholesome vibes- He wanted fresh air that wasn’t their property; or limited distance around the estate. Sitting on the porch waiting for his twin to get back from drama. Trying to not get sleepy or fall asleep while waiting. With his phone set beside him. Lazily toying with his skateboard. Instant that the car pulled in he was abducting the other to go have fun. Soon enough it pulled up and he scooped up his board rushing towards the parking car. Tugging the passenger door open. “Come onnn.” Watching as their mother shook her head telling them to have fun and be safe before heading towards the front door. Meanwhile Nate shook his head with eyes rolling before taking his sweet time getting out of the car. The walk to the gas station was fairly long with lots of sibling antics. Such as stealing the skateboard, both accidentally veering into the street and an argument about the coolest looking type of rock. Hopping onto Nathan’s back once they got closer once certain basically nobody was around. ���Ugh seriously bro.” Had been some warning but still caused some stumbling. Yet didn’t demand him to let go instead a hand snaked back to mess up his twin’s hair and this caused Xav to do the same before quickly dashing ahead on his skateboard after letting go. “Sugar death juice- you too.” Watching the disgusted face it prompted but it was all in jest. “Gross, it’s also just an excuse for you to buy way too much candy.” “Exactly!” After purchasing two slushies and an awful lot of candy, settling down on a curb unlikely to be traversed. Dumping all sorts of sour candy powder, candy powder and things into the slushies. Mixing them up. “This is going to actually kill me Xav.” Lifting the cup up to stare at the bottom; was joking but an clear look of what have I done. Meanwhile Xav dumped more things into his own. Watching the hesitation before gently knocking an boot against the nearest shoe. “You made it, my dude but if is too daunting I’ll buy you an replacement and drink both.” Earning an immediate shoving of all the candy into Nathan’s bag in response cause took in the amount that had made its way into his younger twins slushie. Pouting before stirring his disaster drink together and taking a trial sip. Face wrinkling up as went through the journey of lots of sour that had been put in. “I am- not downing this one as choices were made.” Of course Nate was already laughing. To which Xav tapped on the side of his. “Your turn, as is the rules of the tradition.” Watching as a sip was taken then clearly it was more sweet than sour. Hopping up Xav drank more of his before stretching after placing it down on his skateboard. “We should probably get home, if this thing kills me or I start getting sleepy I’d rather be surrounded by my stuffed animals than not.” Scooping it back up while stepping an boot on the skateboard to roll it back, forth. “Yeah, I have homework- speaking of which help me score a little extra credit on my english assignment?” Bouncing a little as took another long drink from his concoction. “Duh! Long as it’s not R.omeo and Juliet; we both know in that case I’d actively given like twenty essays worth of why I hate every rendition of it minus the one I.. came up with.” “You wrote an version? Who are you and what have you done with my brother.” Starting to walk along Xav shrugged. “Well yeahh one of the film adaptions came on tv the other night and I couldn’t sleep so- out of spite I wrote an better version.” “You’re going to have to let me read it; if it’s cool though I can guess some of what you’d have changed.” “Please I am an enigma.” “They end up good friends, there’s not the same stupidity anddd I actually don’t know what angle you’d go in the romance department if you did.” “So you don’t know it all.” “Whatever nerd, but no the assignment isn’t on things that induce ranting of that sort.” “Okay cool.”

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(tbh this is probably utter gibberish but like *finger guns* i’ll babble cuz why the fuck not) *verse(s) that doesn’t change the core of them as people but like also it’s like they meet prior to just constantly getting baseball batted by life* ----------- Staring up those steps; at those doors... his thumb tapped the volume up. Blaring it in his headphones like it could emulate confidence. Just had to retrieve his brother and get out without issues. Yet it went immediately wrong as soon he entered the building. Feeling his jacket get caught in the shutting door. Handling it with grace, thinking rationally? Would have been ideal. Instead, managing to basically spring load some momentum into the act of freeing himself. Barely avoiding slamming into a blur of somebody. Cushioning his fall to be less dangerous. Which didn’t look graceful or harmless either. At least the music was still playing- headphones only a bit askew on his head. He didn’t know how to interact with people really. Especially not the cute boy he’d nearly collided into. Or who witnessed the clumsy, painful looking tumble. Did know however- from the paperwork in hand was literally a kid who likely just got in. Bit late into the school year. But of course, it only made sense they had already replaced whatever poor kid had been burnt out into leaving already with somebody else off the waiting list. Apologizing sincerely and then quite literally scampering off- he didn’t trust himself to not call the other cute or some other could be social faux paux. ------------ Fingers fiddled around in his jacket pocket; comforting himself with the moth man plush in his pocket. It really was starting to look like he’d start attending soon. Idle time, the status of limbo would shift and life would really become different. It was what he wanted. What he’d dreamed about lots growing up. Yet he didn’t look forward to the cruelty of others. High school nonsense and high pressure. “ Plenty of negatives- however he could also hope to make some real friends. Not thinking too much about it, the downsides to that thought nor the maybe absurdity of wanting to see if the cute boy from a week or so ago would be one. Startling at the loud noise of some locker being slammed shut. Causing him to knock the plush out of his pocket. Eyes landing on the nearest wall clock. Quickly exiting out the doors, unaware of his lost belonging. ------------ It was probably stupid, if you went by absurd general population logic. Yet he couldn’t get enough of the custom fangs. Making all sorts of faces at his reflection. Truthfully it was continued trying to keep himself from bolting out the building. First day, first day of his favorite month and destined to be great. Yet of course, plenty of doom and gloom existed. Sure on the bright side it seemed his brother’s bullying had died down; or shifted whatever the specifics it was less intense. Very likely due to the jock’s egos not feeling threatened; the realization his brother tried and failed to get on the team but that was it. No getting bought onto the team. Or any messed up need to focus on it overall. Sticking his tongue out between them. Eyes sparkling with delight in the restroom mirror. Noticing the door open, feeling like climbing out the window and it didn’t get less intense seeing who had entered. What was school restroom behavior? In general, what exactly was he supposed to do about the situation? Feeling his face get warm; unable to tell he was blushing as he’d faced away from the mirror. “Hey!.” Too enthusiastic? Most certainly especially for so early in the day. Brain racing faster than his heartbeat about the situation. Awkward. Friendly grin, lopsided so only one fake fang was visible. “I mean- I’ll get out of your way... Sorry.” Picking his backpack up off the floor and slinging one strap over his shoulder. Opening the door with his boot, only hopping- stumbling slightly before disappearing out into the hallway.

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It was a windy day, so Nathan wanted to fly an kite and well Xav was constantly changing whatever captured his interest. Occasionally trying to be helpful namely at times the strings got tangled. The wind died, so Nathan asked Xav to hold the kite while went inside for an moment. Except then the wind really picked up; Xav quickly correcting his balance on his skateboard as the gust had possessed the kite. Thinking it had just caught him off balance, before realizing he was zipping along accidentally because of it. Didn’t scream merely steadied his feet on the skateboard because he could think of countless uncontrolled crashing. Seeing himself heading right for a street sign. Couldn’t bail, there was no stopping either the kite nor the skateboard. Bracing himself, the wind died down but he wasn’t going to be able bail or slow down. Slamming right into the pole; keeping his board from banging into it but not his body. Rolling onto his back, “That was fun?” Whole body might be more an bruise than usual later but honestly it kind of had been fun. Up till the crash at least, panic aside. Eventually catching the sound of running feet followed by, “Shit, are you okay? I’m sorry- if you hit your head I can go like get mom.” Xav sat up carefully extending the kite out towards his brother. “It’s intact, I’m okay.” Following it up with an grin towards the clear concern and oh god I nearly got him killed look. “Kind of fun even.” “No, you aren’t going to do it again ever twerp.” Hand extending to help him up to which Xav couldn’t help slightly wince but once up- kicked his skateboard up into his hand. “Ughh you’re so boring. Wait- do we think if I had been on a hill downwards?” The look of sheer not fond of the mere thought caused him to giggle. Before clutching one arm around himself. “Okay, okay well if it’s too windy... Help me draw with chalk before it rains.” “Alright deal.”

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somebody asking xav why he dyes his hair the dark blue-black so religiously, him shrugging his shoulders even though the reasoning is on the tip of his tongue. which varies depending on verse tbh but typically the lightest reason being he likes the big fuck you of it. how it looks black in most lighting,etc and then it’s noticeably blue in other light. -his intense upkeep of it, it being just so much a part of him that it’s noticeably worrying if it’s been allowed to fade or if he were to be like ‘yeah fuck it let me do something else without telling anybody’ it’s more prone to fading in the winter as he doesn’t typically feel as prone to bothering with a lot of things (hoods, beanies,etc hide it anyways/he tries to avoid people) -subtly has, or by accident,etc done a dark purple which he rather liked (some verses he goes dark purple as a statement type of thing, others he’ll do red/have faded red dye) in general considers doing other colors, combos and experimenting more but decides not to... *did dye over his hair with black very briefly/the odd colored hair clip in* -really likes the act of cutting, bleaching and dying/redying his own hair but also especially doing somebody else’s (could only wishfully want somebody to do his attached to buried yearning etc) boy gets super excited if somebody comes to him for advice or help- he is the sort to take them to get the stuff to dye their hair and pay for it even if they’re barely friends -always loved colored hair since young ages, one of his first crushes in his teen years being on a girl with pink hair with piercings because he thought she was so damn cool and so apologetically herself and super pretty -at times forgets his natural hair color till is redying his roots and goes ???? Oh Right usually launching into laughing about it which also very few even know what he looks like before he began dying his hair (most of those people however are so adjusted to its coloring that it never comes up)

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He was supposed to stay put; had stretched across the chairs as the office door closed and pulled out his ds. During class hours anyways so it wasn’t like he could find some student to flirt with or all that much trouble. Except after a while with the being alone with the office receptionist or whatever it was called at Blackwell- gone. Glanced at the door before at the exit out into the hallway. Would be harmless to go get an soda from the vending machine. Except when it ate his cash but didn’t spit out a can. Now most people would just walk away or accept the misfortune, try again depending. Xav however immediately braced boots against the floor and went about shoving his arm inside. The non property damaging route. One too many times with broken or busted vending machines you learn how to cheat the system. Boots braced firmly on the ground. Bit annoyed it wasn’t see through but that wasn’t an challenge anyways. Eventually snagging what he’d paid for- hearing his name from the office and there stood his father not looking thrilled. Same with the principal. Retracting his arm with the can in hand. “It was broken, won’t dispense them.” Unrolling his pushed up sleeves to cover up his doodled arms with an cocky little shrug. ----- “Introduce yourself to the class.” Did anybody like those words? He knew most had already decided to form opinions by snap judgement. Plus he wasn’t an consistent individual out of spite and well being all over the place by nature. Ignoring the looks, unspoken and whispered words probably floating around. Was late on purpose despite it being his first day. No merely slipping in apparently. So decided do whatever came to him in the moment. Dramatic sweeping bow without spilling an drop of the energy drink in hand. “I’m Xav, nice to fucking be here.” Could feel the teacher’s disappointment especially with the swearing. Yet he made his way for the unoccupied desk; aware of it being right near the teacher’s desk. Likely be an lot of strategic placements. But he wasn’t going to abide by all of it especially if the class was sit wherever, first come first serve rules. ----- Xav stood on top the skateboard with his art supplies; strategically held in hands or the backpack dangling on his shoulder. “God let’s not talk about it- hey on the bright side your little hiccups look fucking angelic now.” Ignoring the pointed glare or shadow in front of his source of light. “That’s not how it works; also yeah not even a week and you’re gunning for public enemy number one.” Shaking up the can in hand after taping down the stencil. “What can I say I’m just not for everybody’s palette.” Glancing over at Nathan whose arms were folded. “I’m sorry.” Thinking a moment because knew was not wearing his uniform or any of value clothes. Aiming the spray can carefully so it’s patterned nozzle went all over his twins shirt. “Hey!” Laughing as worked on switching the supplies out and putting arms up at the sound of water bottle being uncapped. Water carefully splashed at him. The painting was abandoned as he hopped off to chase Nathan down with one of the paint markers. After a while of it they just laid there both water, paint splattered staring at the art in the lantern light. “Thank you for contributing, worthy accomplice.” Feeling his hoodie strings tugged at plus the world going dark in response. “Nerd who isn’t really an tough guy.” Sticking his tongue out while attempting to loosen the hoodie strings at the response in a childish sibling type of way despite starting it. ----- He stood on the auditorium stage, playing away at his electric guitar and singing loudly. Many options but it felt more homely than the music room. Out of the way. Getting super into it. Needed to look into some nearby open mic night if there even was one. Cause starting to miss preforming for fun as much also hated playing his music for people. Lost in the process for a good while. Failed to notice his twin recording it until had stopped and the genuine interruption. “I’m free to drive you by the estate like you texted about.” Xav adjusted the strap and slung the guitar to his back. Putting away the mic stand before jumping off the stage. Gathering up his belongings. “Thanks so much.” As felt in the clear immediatly hugged his brother with enough heads up for an rejection or avoidance. Yet it was allowed, returned with the immediate irritated groan as felt his hair messed up. As well moving out of retaliation range. “Hey no!” Chasing after Nathan who retreated into the hallway. School was mostly empty but an fair few wandering figures sure got to witness it. Might be more common to see the red jacket wearing figure be an older sibling, not just some evil villain. Yet still jarring for quite an lot probably especially those who refused to believe that oh hey just as human anybody is. ------ Nose started bleeding- he immediately made his way for the locker room trying to ignore the whispers and stares. Then again the world around him was all becoming empty. Only sound of his heartbeat, old memories and over focusing on his nose bleeding. Handling it while slumping down against the wall. Wasn’t multi tasking all that great. Took longer than his nose which stopped shortly, he didn’t notice. Eventually registered Nathan was there. Didn’t take long before was immediately dragging him towards his dorm despite protests of he should be in class and it was okay. Falling asleep once made contact with the bed. Not registering the draping over, until woke up some hours later. To an yawning Nathan which must have decided to nap not the whole time but probably shortly. Apologizing, then teasing.

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Xav, never really thinking much about his life post graduation (nate as well but like even way way less than nate) so like it approaching and both of them alive,etc just completely freaking him out. Like his only goal really is to make it so his twin can leave town with less guilt, take an load of the weight from his shoulders and what not. -him figuring that’ll be when he gets his “act together” which really means just being less reckless and more controlled chaos,etc (arguably not opting into fully cleaning up his act/he honestly cant but outwardly putting on more of his functional dysfunction up) -knowing he really won’t leave town much because wants to be there for his mother, genuinely has issues leaving town (both do but xav given attempted running away once is more scared for all he also is more outwardly like alright fuck it im going two towns over to scream in peace) plus cant really picture himself anywhere else -intends to take online business courses/be more civil with his father, showing more “interest” and other than that not really many thoughts except that if he does all that well enough can probably help make the town better (also get his twin to off at school have fun alongside the boring demands even if its sending really bad pictures of whales with an drawn on frowny face if feels that isnt happening) -prodded about what he wants to do he does get super upset, because he really wouldnt know (tbh i could see him becoming an tattoo artist because no way he’d be business 24/7 and it would be 1 thing he could do with minimal perfectionism freakouts,et) -never in any career assessment school thingies has he really participated/many times his therapist has tried to broach the subject and he’s just like ‘nope no thanks try again later’

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Sometimes he just fully forgot he made his twin the ultimate mod; aside from well obviously him. Which was somewhat odd given he didn’t have many and fully got reminded plenty. But well schedules were an thing, busy- support could be had without also watching an younger sibling being unpredictably chaotic. Could be wholesome sure but more often things like everybody arguing over the best way to stab an fruit snack. It was an long stream; so while he was working on loading up the next game decided to take an break. Knowing chat would probably take full advantage to run wild. Pacing around while drank at his energy drink trying to locate some more snacks. Eventually settling back in to witness an awful lot of variations of the word scatter before he’d even spoken. Yet it made sense when his phone illuminated with an new text from Nate. Especially given reading through things, people were just being silly for the hell of it and hadn’t even been discussing anything particularly. Laughing into the microphone while texting back an teasing gee thanks. Setting down his phone after reading the next text which was basically an nudge towards please get some sleep in like two hours or I’m going to come end it for you. ------ It was in the name of charity, plus well had plenty been spoken out beforehand. No actual voice chat- obviously did an trial run or several to make sure everything worked smoothly. Namely that he wouldn’t give any identifying information about Nathan and well that wouldn’t be an rage typed ‘i cant believe i share an birthday with the biggest backstabber ever’ or anything. Things went smooth; very entertaining because they booted up an two player horror game which went terribly. Namely Xav’s fault because he couldn’t help make the worst possible choices thus dooming them both. And when it was all said, done his twin appeared pressing the power button on the monitor. “Our agreement is now in full effect, no more gaming or streaming- fresh air time.” Which he hissed at unintentionally causing Nate to barely stifle an amused look with his standard eyeroll. “Fineeeee, you’re coming too though.” Before it could be protested he puppy dog eyed grabbing his stuff. “Besides you get to make sure I actually get the fresh air, and in turn I present you with some really cool shit I know you’d like to photograph.” ----- Holiday break, had thought about streaming out in his little space- studio wasn’t quite the right word in the backyard. Instead of an few options currently occupying his bedroom floor. Wasn’t meant to be an long one either. Pausing mid what he was doing to check his phone as the screen undimmed. Muting before the knock to his door with an typed just an second in chat. Watching the door open an slow crack; making sure he wouldn’t mess up the set up and getting up. Rushing over to the door, “Still streaming, but thank you for the sugar.” “Uh- could tell from the helmet, you’re welcome just be done soon.” Putting up the visor to stick his tongue out, “Rude, but obviously I’m trying to finish up since you intend to drag me out into the fresh air to suffer.” The dramatics getting met with an cookie disappearing off the plate. To which he gasped while taking the plate and mug. “You’ll live, see you in an half hour.” Door shutting before could be argued. Xav immediately eating an few cookies before carefully settling back into his setup and unmuting. Well now he was on a time crunch.