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XAVIER & VICTORIA.

it wasn’t like she had great expectations about a night out. she would have rather chosen the karaoke rather than an old bar, but she knew her friend wanted somebody to spend the night and their voice would probably quit all their chances. for the two of them. she would leave early anyway, she thought, as she downed her very first drink, much too early to call it a night, but it almost seemed like there was no choice. that until somebody approached her. she must have been gawking at them with a little bit of jealousy, to be honest, that it got people’s attention. it took her a couple seconds to realize it was the friend of her friend’s friend (that made sense in her head). “please, not superman,” she rolled her eyes. “god, knowing her, she’ll want a classic rock wedding– she once told me she wanted a black dress. do you think they’ll work it out?”

Xavier finds it within him to feign some slight heartbreak. “Ah, come on now. What do you have against Mr. Clark Kent?” A hand goes up to his chest as if this is some personal attack, but the smile slipping through his facial features is enough to show he finds this conversation amusing. ( Hits on Spiderman, and it might be a different story, but thankfully that’s not the case. ) “I mean, I think my mother would have the court filings ready to change my name if I ever told her that my spouse was getting married in a black dress and I in a Superman suit, but... my manager’s a pretty normal guy at first sight, but he’s a real go-against-the-grain type if you know what I mean. “Don’t know if I want to sit through all of their wedding plan discussions, but I can’t say I wouldn’t find it entertaining to be there for the party.”

#ch. xavier carter — all.#ch. xavier carter — threads.#rel. xavier & victoria — threads.#xavier & victoria | 001.#smoke cw

XAVIER & HANA.

she’s not exactly sure how she ended up in her current situation. one moment hana was deep in conversation with a co-worker who had asked her out to drink after their shift, the next she was left alone so that the co-worker in question can flirt with a person across the bar. she swirls the lemon peel in her nearly empty drink, contemplating whether or not to just leave (and then apologize for leaving without warning the next day) when xavier approaches. “a theme? i don’t know,” she muses. the weddings she’s accustomed to typically didn’t have such. “they do like superheroes, but i think they’re more of a batman fan, so i don’t know how that would work out.”

"Eh, Batman, Superman, I’m sure they’d be able to figure it all out. They always say marriage is all about communication and compromise.” It’s not like he’d particularly know having never even been in a relationship where marriage was ever in the picture. It had been something he’d heard his mother say quite a few times over the years though, typically following disagreements with his father over silly little things like vacation locations and what to have for dinner. “Then again, he’s, uh, my manager, so it’s mostly him giving directions and me taking them. Not a whole lot of compromise on that front.” Xavier gently scratches his beard, forcing down a bubble of short, awkward laughter. Extending his hand out, he adds on, “I’m Xavier. It’s nice to meet you.”

#ch. xavier carter — all.#ch. xavier carter — threads.#rel. xavier & hana — threads.#xavier & hana | 001.

XAVIER & CALEB.

caleb didn’t mind his coworker leaving to go flirt with a cute bar stranger, really. he understood. it was being left alone in the middle of an outing for an extended amount of time, unsure if he should just leave or not, that left him awkward. was he supposed to remind them he was here? he’d been contemplating making an exit when he saw a familiar face and sighed in relief; he really didn’t want to leave feeling forgotten.

“superman? that’s a little cliche, don’t you think?” caleb asked with a slight grin. “he has to go all out if he’s not going traditional.” he welcomed xavier to the empty seat with a raise of his beer. “my friend isn’t the uh, marrying type, but i know the wedding would need a lot of pyrotechnics if it happened.” he paused to think about it. “which actually sounds pretty great, so now they have to get married at all costs.”

A laugh comes easily as he gets comfortable in the seat next to the other man. He’s never personally had an issue when it comes to being cliche. Xavier’d even go as far as to say he himself and his life are just that: one big cliche. So, he shrugs and pushes back the warm smile on his lips, “I mean, this isn’t my sha-bang remember, but that guy’s all about tradition in a comic book sense. First thing I knew about him wasn’t his name but that his favorite superhero was good ole Superman.” He glances back over at the friend and manager in question, bursting into laughter at the idea of pyrotechnics being utilized. “Well, you can say that ceremony’d go down in a blaze of glory. Looks like we have a bit of wingman work on our hands.”

#ch. xavier carter — all.#ch. xavier carter — threads.#rel. xavier & caleb — threads.#xavier & caleb | 001.

PIPER & SEOKYUNG.

Seok smiled to the girl, who she had decided to walk home. Lately, she felt more and more responsible for other people, especially since she knew how to fight and most people didn’t. No, she probably would not be able to ward “You don’t have to keep thanking me. It’s okay.” She heard the girl out. “Yeah, I hear you.” She chuckled to herself. Seokyung hated thinking about her own family, but she could understand why caring parents would be mad at a daughter for walking alone in Shrike Heights. “A lot of my friends and co-workers have been scared to go home alone. It’s been…” She trailed off. That was really the thing she hated most, the fear on loved ones’ eyes. “Stop thanking me, please. Walking you home is really nothing. I’ll be fine.” She really didn’t want to tell the girl she had been walking the opposite direction of her own home.

She releases a shaky sigh masked behind a smile. Piper’s never been all too good about accepting other’s kindness or favors. Her family’s been built around the ideals of individualistic hard work and grit, needing no one. Maybe it’s because she’s the youngest out of herself and her five brothers or maybe it’s because she’s just a bit too much like her late mother — a bit too soft for that type of thinking — that she’s never been able to pull it off. “Oh, well, I can borrow the family car and drive you home. Least I can do for you.” She gives a small curt nod, as if that’s that and it’s decided. “No one will be using it this late at night anyways, and I’m — well, I live on my own technically, but it’s still on the family property, so we’ll only have an extra 200 feet or so to get to it. My father used to stick me on his lap behind the drivers seat before I could even walk, so it’ll be just fine. I mean, it was a tractor, but still.”

#ch. piper luna — all.#ch. piper luna — threads.#rel. piper & seokyung — threads.#piper & seokyung | 001.

XAVIER & ISABELLE.

another night at julio’s. isabelle found herself at the bar once again for the company and reasonably priced alcohol — or she had until said company was flouncing off with coy twirls of her hair and too many giggles for isa to believe the man was that funny. thankfully she shared the role of third wheel with another.

“a wedding, already?” she invites him to the open seat via a nod then rests her chin in the palm of her hand. “she would make a beautiful wonder woman. but i’d have to be starfire in order for it to work out,” she grins. isabelle is grateful to avoid a night spent alone waiting for her friend to come to her senses. “are you two close? he’s apparently quite the charmer, but it looks like you weren’t expecting that.”

Eyebrows prick up at the mention of her own ‘look’ for the wedding. Xavier has always been more of a Marvel over DC fan, but he can’t deny that he loves Teen Titans nor the fact that he’s happy to find the other is also a fan of comics. “Starfire? Maybe I, um, can be Robin then.” It comes out a bit jumbled and rushed as Xavier forces down the uncomfortable warmth on his cheeks. It had only meant to be a harmless continuation of their conversation, an attempt to be friendly, but it didn’t take an expert in the art of flattery to see how it could come off. There was a reason he enjoyed his nights in so much.

He’s just grateful for the quick change in subject. “Nothing against him. He’s just my manager, so you know... only really see him in the managerial light. All business, marketing, crunching numbers in our inventory to prep for the upcoming releases. Can’t say I’ve seen him get loose.”

#ch. xavier carter — all.#ch. xavier carter — threads.#rel. xavier & isabelle — threads.#xavier & isabelle | 001.

PIPER & RYANNE.

“Oh, you don’t have to thank me.” Ryanne tried to reassure the other, even though she would’ve done the same if things were reversed. “I really didn’t want to walk alone either with…” She trailed off, almost as if she thought mentioning what was happening would cause something to happen on what she was hoping would be an uneventful walk. “Things have really changed around here in a short amount of time, huh?” Her voice filled with a small mix of fear and sadness. While she didn’t have the best memories of this town, it was her home and the fact that it now felt like something out of a horror novel deeply unsettled her.

Ryanne doesn’t need to explain any further. Piper had never personally felt unsafe walking alone at night, finding some false sense of security in what she had previously thought to be a quiet town and her trusty butterfly knife. With all of the attacks, the killings, well — Piper felt better having another there as a sort of buddy system for her own sense of security. It only made it better that she could watch out for her friend as well. “We could start walking home together if you like? I’m not all too sure what your schedule looks like compared to mine, but... I don’t know. Might be nice.”

She grows quiet once more, humming as a small sound of approval at Ryanne’s next statement. Piper had grown up with her father warning her of all of the terrifying happenings across the country in the last decade. She just hadn’t expected to be living in her own horror film during this one. “How are you... how are you holding up? You been able to sleep okay?”

#ch. piper luna — all.#ch. piper luna — threads.#rel. piper & ryanne — threads.#piper & ryanne | 001.

PIPER & JACOB.

‘‘No need to thank me again. Like I said before I’m happy to do it.’‘ Jacob smiled over at the woman after offering to walk her back home. He had always been protective of people but especially lately. ‘‘You grew up on a farm? It must have been a lot of fun when you were little.’‘ He noticed her wrinkle her nose and thought it was adorable. ‘‘I don’t think I caught your name.’‘

A sorry almost leaks out, but she catches it before it can slip through her lips. Best not to start over apologizing in lieu of excessive gratitude. She gives him a small smile instead accompanied by a tiny nod at his question. “Oh, it was the best.” Piper’s mind drifts, thinking fondly of coming home all dirty and worn out from hours of keeping up with her brothers all day. A moment turns into seconds, seconds into a little under a minute, until, “—oh! Um sorry just started thinking about...” hands go out lazily into a haphazard shrug, “...it’s a hog farm, so um... lot’s of family pigs, but I also have one who actually it’s a little overdue for a bath. Her name’s Fiona, but — right, you asked for mine. I’m Piper, but you can call me Pip.”

#ch. piper luna — all.#ch. piper luna — threads.#rel. piper & jacob — threads.#piper & jacob | 001.

XAVIER & ROSARIO.

Rosario wasn’t going to be the one to rain on their friend’s parade and break up the massive heart eyes being exchanged, but she was definitely a little disappointed by her lack of company. Drinking alone wasn’t a good look on anyone and it certainly lacked the fun she’d been hoping to have tonight. The thought of waving a quick goodbye and then leaving to find something else to do with the night briefly crossed their mind, but before any decisions could be made, they found themselves in the company of someone else.

A laugh left their lips as they gestured for the other to sit in the open seat. The talk of weddings was more than welcomed considering the doom and gloom that usually loomed over every conversation had these days. “I hate to admit it, but I don’t think they’re a themed wedding person. More of the very traditional type thing. But I would love to see them persuaded into something more fun. Who really wants to sit through the same thing each time they go to a wedding after all?”

For what felt like more of an awkward introduction to some conversation, Xavier finds himself surprised, but happy, to see the positive reaction to his little picture of the future fictional wedding. A scoff had been expected, a roll of the eyes maybe and forced smile, but not laughter. “Traditional?” he asks, his eyes glancing back over at the friend in question. Sure, he could see it... maybe. Then again, for someone that considered himself an artist, maybe Xavier should be a bit better at reading people and drawing conclusions. “I mean, I couldn’t agree more. Maybe that’s just how we do it then? Convince them that it’d be no fun sitting at a wedding a few months after yours just to have it be the same exact set up? Don’t get me wrong, love Princess Di, but can you imagine how stuffy that wedding was? The suits, the dress?”

#ch. xavier carter — all.#ch. xavier carter — threads.#rel. xavier & rosario — threads.#xavier & rosario | 001.

𝐖𝐇𝐎: open / @shrikestart !

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍: after dinner time !

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: julio’s bar !

The first night of Xavier having a social outing with his manager, and they were already off mingling with someone who had caught their eye at the bar. Swirling the drink in his glass, he considers calling it a night. It’s getting late, he’s had a long day regardless... The excuses keep piling until, when lifting the drink up to his lips, his eyes catch who must’ve been the friend of his manager’s current interest. Maybe he’s just projecting ( he knows he probably is ), but they look just as confused as he does sitting there looking over at the two, and so a different decision is made.

Picking up his now empty glass, he drops it off at the bar and makes a sharp turn towards the individual in question. “I figured it might be about time we start betting on the wedding theme.” He points then to the seat next to them, “I’m um.. thinking my buddy will do a whole Superman theme. Wear a shirt with the big ‘S’ underneath the tux? Hope your friend’s up for that kinda thing.”

#shrikestart #ch. xavier carter — all.#ch. xavier carter — threads.#military cw #just for the gif #but feel free to once again go off of vibes or assume connections

𝐖𝐇𝐎: open / @shrikestart !

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍: late at night !

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄: right outside of shrike mall !

"Hey, uh, thank you — again.” She had said that already, too many times in the last ten minutes. It was a habit picked up from childhood. Too many thank you’s, too many sorry’s, even if they’re unnecessary or she’d do just the same. Still it felt important to let the other person know their company on her walk home was welcomed and appreciated. “Pretty sure my dad would lock me in my place if he caught me walking back this late alone, which is funny considering he used to let my brothers and I run around the farm even later than this back when I was still in... diapers.” Too late. It’s not exactly the topic of conversation she was aiming for, nor the image, but it was out there now. Nose wrinkling up, part in disgust and predominantly in embarrassment, Pip’s eyes shift over to the other. “Anyways, uh, thank you.”

#shrikestart #ch. piper luna — all.#ch. piper luna — threads.#//#short lil thing ! feel free to assume connections or we can just vibe

𝙭𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝘤𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘩𝘦 /𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺. 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭. 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘴.

❛ I am the son and the heir of a shyness that is criminally vulgar. I am the son and heir of nothing in particular. ❜

𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘴 . 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 . 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 . 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴 . 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 . 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 . 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 . 𝘥𝘰𝘤. 𝘢𝘭𝘭 . 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘪𝘰 ⤵︎

#ch. xavier carter — all.#ch. xavier carter — introduction.#shrikeintro

𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙤. 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯. 𝘩𝘦 /𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺-𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘳. 𝘫𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘰.

❛ dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to get through this thing called "life". electric word, life.❜

𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘴 . 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 . 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 . 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴 . 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 . 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 . 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 . 𝘥𝘰𝘤. 𝘢𝘭𝘭 . 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘪𝘰 ⤵︎

#ch. saint castillo — all.#ch. saint castillo — introduction.#shrikeintro

𝙥𝙞𝙥𝙚𝙧 “𝙥𝙞𝙥” 𝙡𝙪𝙣𝙖. 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘴𝘩𝘦 /𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺-𝘵𝘸𝘰. 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘯. 𝘴𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘰.

❛ do you always trust your first initial feeling special knowledge holds truth bears believing? I turned around and the water was closing all around ❜

𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘴 . 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 . 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 . 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴 . 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 . 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 . 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 . 𝘥𝘰𝘤. 𝘢𝘭𝘭 . 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘪𝘰 ⤵︎