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fandomless horror indie oc. mun & muse 18+. 

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( -- XANDER. )

       He’s still on the HIGH from adrenaline at the sight of them. Sue him, he’s looking AGAIN, vision shifting over soft flesh and that SHARP knife… throat clenches tight and he has to clear it to even B E G I N to think about breathing. She was dangerous, like the ocean — but alsobeautiful like the waves that crashed against the shore and damn him if he wasn’t going to admit to that. But their relationship was an interesting one, she was wild and he had no DESIREto control her, and he was a mess that she somehow managed to patch. He was LUCKY. Caught up in his thoughts, and lip tightly bitten in between teeth, he’s surprised when she responds, his heart catching once more. Did he like them?

[ text: julia ] no, i love them!

[ text: julia ] you’re beautiful.

[ text: julia ] you’re more than beautiful.

[ text: julia ] speaking of, are you and that knife busy right now?

[ text: julia ] can i see you?

          & * || DELICATE HANDS NEARLY dropped the phone as wide blue eyes REGISTERED the other’s answer. A squeak escaped her, CHEEKS flushed a BRIGHT and rather embarrassing shade of PINK as the implication behind it settled in. THINK FAST, JULES, she reminded herself, shifting a bit on her bed. Her naked form was STILL far from clothed--sans the delicate knitted THIGH-HIGH socks--and instinctively, thighs pressed together as a small THRILL ran through her. Breath hitched and teeth worried into the delicate flesh of baby-pink lips, Julia steadied herself LONG enough to tap out an answer.

[ text | xander. ] i’m not that beautiful... 😣

[ text | xander. ] i’m not busy! neither is my knife lol. i’m just home. bored n lonely sort offff

[ text | xander. ] !!! if u wanna come over u can !!

          A pause as she hovered over the SEND button for her final message. Slowly, the blonde drew in a breath before letting the message get lost in CYBERSPACE before hastily dropping the phone in embarrassment.

[ text | xander. ] i can stay just like this if u want....

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( -- ZAHIRITH. )

       LIGHT EYES CASUALLY TRAIL over a taller form, soft in their features. The thief is laying in their bed, the MOUNDS of pillows and blankets she curls into on a daily basis coveringLITTLE of her exposed skin, a stark contrast of white and blacks. A small smirk is covering the corners of her lips as Julia makes her way around the room.

       “What are you looking for, beautiful ?” Gentle tone breaks the silence, she probably hadn’t even realized that Zahirith had woken from her SLUMBER, so focused on the task at hand. A cheeky smirk, mind flashing to a couple of hours before. “If it’s the knife from last night, I put it back with the others.”

          & * || DELICATE FINGERTIPS WANDERED through the mess of belongings found in THEIR bedroom, brows knitted and WIDE blue eyes--often round with wonderment and FASCINATION--now full of worry as she rooted about. A thin white FROCK was all she wore on her tall, slender frame--the clothing SHEER and just opaque enough in the gray dawn light to catch GLIMPSES of delicate, petal-soft skin. A huff escaped baby-pink lips, concentration FOCUSED before her she jolted upright at the sound of her VOICE.

          Julia let out a soft SQUEAK of surprise, turning quickly on her heel to let her senses hone in on the source of the voice. Pale cheeks warmed into a faint hint of rose pink in embarrassment, thin hands clasping at the edge of her dress. ❝ Oh! Um, sorry I didnt... um. I didn’t mean to wake you. ❞ Julia offered sheepishly, though the young woman didn’t hesitate to scamper closer, already climbing back into bed to join her lover. Soft sigh fell past parted LIPS as the blonde nestled herself AGAINST Zahirith, content smile in place. ❝ G’morning. ❞ she finally whispered, AFFECTION lacing her delicate voice as she nuzzles close.

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( -- TEXT | XANDER. ) // continued from x // @demcnized

          & * || THE GLEAMING KNIFE lay nestled between her breasts, cool metal almost REFRESHING against her skin. Blue eyes were settled shut, snapping OPEN only when her phone buzzed to life. She started with a JOLT, squeak falling past her lips as she quickly tugged the KNIFE away from her sensitive skin to instead swipe up her phone... only to let a DARK blush stain her pale cheeks the moment she registered WHAT he had to say in response. She had always been told to be a bit more FORWARD, a little less t i m i d--but his actual RESPONSE made her feel all sorts of EMBARRASSED and flustered.

[ text | xander. ] do u um

[ text | xander. ] not like them? im sorry i didnt think this thru n im sorry sdkjnkdf if um u didnt?? like it?? idk im rambling

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HIATUS | 6/20 - 6/27

Hello, everyone! Just wanted to let everyone know that starting on 6/20, I will be out of town on vacation with family in the wonderful state of Colorado! I’ll be hiking, taking trains, and exploring–I know, it’s shocking that I’m even leaving the house RIP. But this post is just a reminder that I will be on FULL HIATUS in the meantime. I will be gone for about 1 week and though I’m taking my laptop with me, replies & memes will probably be on HOLD until I return.

However, I’ll be mobile and whatnot, so if you’re ever in the mood to just CHAT, plot, or headcanon, slide into my IMs! I hope everyone has a wonderful week & I can’t wait to be back in full swing on the 28th. 

Love you all!

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( -- ZACHARIE. )

“Was it?” His voice was quiet, ears tuned for anything the would tell them they weren’t alone. The empty corridor was still silent, a good thing. “I’ll let Zade know you want more complicated jobs.” He added with a smirk.

He shouldn’t smile. There shouldn’t be anything joyful about watching her more or less skipacross room. She was smiling the way a small child did when they were given a new toy. The knife she’d been using still swinging from her fingers. He wasn’t worried about the knife as the small girl threw her arms around him, his own wrapping around her with a heavy laugh. Julia Laury was something else alright, something he couldn’t quite put his finger on. He wasn’t bothered by her grim fascination with killing or the way she tended to wear her marks blood like some kind of twisted costume change.

“How much of a mess did you leave behind? Or are you wearing most of the blood this time?” He added his tone teasing not pulling away just yet, his arms still resting on her waist.

      & * || ZACHARIE’S ARMS FELT like home for the young blonde. There was a sense of comfort that came with being CLOSE to him; the warmth of his body and the beat of his HEART were a GROUNDING force, allowing the twisted girl to feel almost n o r m a l. The silly grin that crossed her delicate, DOLL like features was genuine, laced with the most HONEST love and affection her convoluted heart could feel. The blood STICKING to her pale skin in dry, caked-on PATCHES all but forgotten as another giggle spilled out of her.

      She leaned in, chaste kiss PRESSING to the curve of his angular jaw. ❝ I swear I wasn’t SUPER messy this time! ❞ Julia’s voice left her in an almost SING-SONG cadence, as if she derived an almost uncanny amount of j o y from letting the serrated edge of her knife drive through flesh over and OVER and o v e r again. Cheeky smile returned, elven features lighting up with amusement. ❝ I already wiped down the floors and picked out all my hair FIBERS, juu--uust like you told me to! Be proud of me, OKAY? ❞

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( -- XANDER. )

       “You did?” He’s almost a little disappointed, thinking she won’t want to hear any more. The hunter just wanted to TALK ABOUT IT. Things of this nature fascinated him. Except she’s smiling at him - which was frankly ODD when it comes to conversations of gruesome murders. “Well, I mean…” His cheeks flush as he tries to think of an excuse, “I’m not — going to kill anyone myself, of course! I just find stuff like that extremely interesting. Plus I… hunt ghosts for a living so it’s helping my profession at the same time.”

      & * || WIDE BLUE EYES studied the older male with mild fascination, the delicate tip of a single finger tracing the curve of her lower lip before teeth worried into the soft pink flesh. ❝ Ghosts? ❞ The blonde chirped curiously, unable to keep the almost STRANGE--yet INNOCENT looking--smile off of her face. Knees pull up to her chest, slender arms wrapping around them where she sat. ❝ Think you’ll see the GHOSTS of the murdered people if we go over there? ❞ Curiosity pricked Julia’s words, brows raised. How INTERESTING would it be to face the ones she SPLIT limb from limb the night before.

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( -- ZACHARIE. )

There was no question that he’d fallen in love with her, something that the dark-haired assassin hadn’t really understood at first. Love wasn’t something that he meddled with so when he found his thoughts lingering on the Julia it hadn’t clicked.

“That’s my girl,” he murmuring with a low chuckle just gazing down at her. He was sure that there was most likely something that Zade was just  w a i t i n g  to tell him about. With one swift movement he lifted her up, his lips finding hers in another kiss. “Fill me in, what’s been going on around here? What have I missed?”

      & * || THAT’S MY GIRL. Those three words alone were ENOUGH to spread warmth all throughout the slender blonde’s body, an almost INNOCENT grin--full of love and affection--spreading across pink lips. A squeal escaped her the moment Zacharie lifted her up, a soft LAUGH slipping out of her--melodic and BELL like--as long legs automatically shifted to wrap around him. Her face buried into the crook of his neck, breathing in the familiar scent of cologne mixed with something CHEMICAL, letting everything about Zacharie lull her into a sense of comfort.

     ❝ Mm, well, Ambs yelled at me again. ❞ A pout crossed her delicate, almost ELVEN features as she pulled back to peer up at him. ❝ Apparently, hearts in a JAR aren’t appropriate table decor, or WHATEVER. She made me put it away. ❞

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dating julia more like cutting out hearts and handing them to you like ‘you stole my heart!!’

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cash me @dcstructiives for most of today! but if anyone wants to PLOT or SHIP with Julia, hmu via IMs!

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( -- ZACHARIE. )

@chemiicalisms | continued from here.

      & * || THE FEELING OF strong arms wrapping around her SLENDER waist was enough to pull a smile to baby-pink lips. Her head tilted back a fraction of an inch, WIDE blue eyes peering up at the man she had fallen so completely, DESPERATELY, hopelessly in love with. Her head shook marginally in response, a bell-like laugh escaping her. She didn’t bother ANSWERING--not at first. Instead, the knife-wielding girl buried her face into the assassin’s chest, BREATHING him in for a long moment.

      Cigarette smoke and something woodsy, MINGLED with the faintest hint of citrus. A scent that had quickly become her FAVORITE, her safe-place.

       ❝ Zade hasn’t yelled at me yet, so that’s a good SIGN, right? ❞

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Delicate fingertips traced the curve of his jawline before the blonde stepped up on her toes. Baby-pink lips pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth--fleeting and gentle. "I missed you." her words were affectionate and laced with warmth as one more kiss presses to his cheek.

It was moments like this that reminded him why he came home. When the job had forced him away for longer than expected he knew that she would understand. In their line of work things like this happened.

It was in the moments like this, that she didn’t seem like the knife wielding girl he fell in love with. Even though he knew that the small blonde was just as dangerous as he was if she was given the right tools.

She was just Julia. 

His Julia.  And Zacharie had vowed that he would do everything within his power to make her happy and keep her safe. 

His arms wrapped around her small waist, pulling her close with a quiet sigh, his head turning just enough to catch her lips in a slow but less than innocent kiss. He let the contact draw out, his hands resting on her hips just keeping her close. “I’ve missed you too Beautiful,” he murmured against her lips before pulling back just enough to meet her gaze. “I hope you’ve been keeping out of trouble.” His lips curling upward, the movement betraying the seriousness in his tone.

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   ❝ GODDAMN right you SHOULD be SCARED of me. ❞

indie fandomless horror oc. selective. penned by addy. est 2017. please LIKE orREBLOG to interact.

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smol shipping call for julie-bean? hit the lil heart if you’d be interested in shipping with my little murder baby! romantic, platonic, antagonistic ships--anything!

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[julia voice] do u love me with ur whole heart ??

Running his fingers through her pale locks, gently pulling her closer as his other hand comes to rest under her chin tilting her gaze up to meet his. “Of course I do Beautiful,” his voice little more than a quiet murmur as he holds her gaze. “I love you more than anything in this world.” 

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#holy shit

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ship tag dump | zachaie & julia.

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( -- XANDER. )

       “did you hear about that murder on sixth? they’ve got the whole street closed off. apparently it was a BLOODBATH.” he shouldn’t sound as excited as he does, but he can’t help it. the energy there must be PALPABLE, xander wants to get in as soon as possible.

      & * || DELICATE HANDS CLASPED in her lap, baby-pink lips pressing together slightly as the man DETAILED the bloodbath she had left behind. ❝ Oh, um, YEAH. I did hear about it... ❞ There was a moment of silence as she RECALLED how one of the higher-ups within the SYNDICATE had come to shoo her from the scene. Something about leaving large MESSES behind. Julia, however, easily masked her preoccupation with a small smile. ❝ You sound pretty EXCITED about it? ❞