♡ nixie / carter .

— let's run away together; just you and [ me ]. we can sleep together under the stars; & fall in love at a [ c o f f e e ] shop. hold hands, spill all of our secrets buried deep in our h e a r t s.

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ofchrysalisms.

          it was rare to not see zia at a club. after all, if she wasn’t working at masquerade then she often times would be at splash or lite. she was a partier; what could she say? she had her eyes on a brunette for a few minutes now, saying nothing but just giving her a certain eye-look as if inviting. it clearly worked because soon the girl is reaching out her arms as she approached her and asking to dance. zia quickly finished off the rest of her drink before she grabbed onto the female’s hand and nodded. “lead the way.”

      the petite brunette grinned as the other downed the rest of her drink, laughing when she felt the hand grasping her own, pulling her onto the dance floor into the mass of moving bodies. “i love dancing,” she spoke into her ear, getting close so she could hear her over the loud music blasting throughout the club. this was nixie’s favorite place to be — splash always had such a great atmosphere, nobody looked twice at who was dancing, or making out with, who.

[ofbohemians]

it’s really hot & i woke up sick af. i’m gonna work on replies but i’m gonna be slow today because i suck.

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      nixie might have had a little bit to drink — sure, she was underage, but she knew the bartenders at splash well enough to sneak a little when she was sure nobody was looking. and alcohol mixed with the weed she’d smoked before coming was definitely making her a little happier than the quiet girl normally was. a laugh bubbled out as her lithe body moved to the beat, her full lips widening into a smile as she looked at the other. “come on,” she urged with a grin, reaching her arms out toward them. “dance with me!”

[ofbohemians]

azvria:

LEANING HER BODY AGAINST THE WALL azaria let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding as she stood in the back of splash, a local nightclub. she was fully out of place, looking around the room as if every patron knew something that she didn’t. however, she had promised herself she’d take more risks and with the sinclairs out of town, it gave her the perfect excuse to go out. while it seemed like a good idea at the time, she quickly realized she was supremely uncomfortable. “excuse me!” she yelled over the music, tapping a figure on the shoulder. “do you know the wi-fi password?” like any good millennial, she relied on her phone to act as a buffer between her and social anxiety. 

      carter was busy wiping off a table in the corner of splash, collecting the empty glasses that patrons had left behind. she hadn’t expected to be tapped on the shoulder — she was always in her own little world when working, ignoring the shouted requests for her to ditch her job and come dance, among other things. but the question that followed the touch made her laugh softly as she stood up and wiped her hands off. “the wi-fi password?” she asked, red brow arched as her head cocked to the side a bit. “honestly, i can’t remember it off by heart — which you’d think i could after working here for a while. if you want to come back to the bar with me, i can get it for you?”

[ofbohemians]

ofrisks.

        “ no it’s okay, just wasn’t expectin’ to see anyone is all. your good.” he spoke softly after he recovered from the initial fright. “ and uh, yeah sure i mean wouldn’t just make you stand or anything i’ve got plenty of room.” he shrugged, the girl in front of him didn’t seem too suspicious unlike the older lady that had been eyeing him from across the room for the past hour, so he figure this couldn’t end or begin too badly. “ i’m dallas by the way.” he introduced himself with a small tight-lipped smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

      “oh, okay,” carter smiled, tucking a strand of her red hair behind her ear. “i mean — you could just make me stand... i’m sure a lot of other people would,” she pointed out with a wrinkle of her nose. a soft laugh bubbled from her lips as she sat at the table, putting her plate and drink down so that it wouldn’t accidentally get in his way. “nice to meet you, dallas. i’m carter. thanks for letting me eat lunch with you.”

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ofchrysalisms.

          as his younger sister took the blunt from him, he watched as she brought it to her lips to take a drag from it. “wow a sale and you opened? how are you alive right now? you must be so exhausted.”, he taunted with a playful grin across his features. “i’ve only been sitting out here for an hour so far! you just got some weird sister sense and knew i was here, like a stalker!”, he smiled.

      “listen — it’s hard work!” she exclaimed, huffing a laugh. “i really am, it’s the worst. apparently, people are really into records these days. there was a lineup when i unlocked the door.” nixie whined a little and leaned back on the grass, watching the people around the park. “a whole hour? i’m surprised i didn’t find you sooner. i’m not a stalker, shut up.”

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ofrisks.

dallas had currently been sat at a table in a coffee shop with way more space than he needed typing away at this essay for what felt like days, but most definitely had only been a few hours. it was probably rude of him to take up a space with four chairs around the table when the place was so packed, but he never really intended to stop anyone from sitting at it with him. though the amount of stress that radiated off of him was probably what kept most people at arms length, his shoulders holding more tension than anything else as he shut his laptop as if to say fuck this. the brunette looked up only to be shocked by the fact that their was a person sitting in front of him that he hadn’t heard approach at all “ fuck.” he muttered, right hand going over his heart. “ you literally scared the shit out of me, didn’t hear you come up or anything.” 

      carter knew the coffee shop would be busy on her lunch break — it always was. but this was the only place in town that sold the best homemade croissant sandwiches and she was craving one today. placing her order, she fully intended on finding a seat to enjoy her brief meal before heading back to work, but it seemed like everyone and their dog was out enjoying the summer. spotting someone occupying a table with a few more chairs than they needed, she shifted over to them with a small smile on her glossy lips. “sorry, i didn’t mean to scare you,” she laughed when the male looked up just when she stopped. “do you mind if i sit? everywhere else is pretty full.”

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ofchrysalisms.

          a laugh fell from his lips at her words. it’s a fair point, it was hilarious to think she would ever say no. he’s certain that even when she was yelling at him about something, he pulled out a blunt and the two got silent. it was just their thing. he handed her the blunt before he leaned his head back against the tree and hummed. “i would ask if you had a busy day but clearly not since you have enough time to stalk me.”, he teased with a smirk on his features before peeking his eyes open to look at his sister. 

      she took the blunt between her manicured fingers, lifting it to her lips and inhaling slowly. a soft laugh bubbled from her throat as she passed it back, arching a brow as her brother spoke. “actually, my day was pretty busy — there was a sale on at the store and i opened,” nixie murmured, nose wrinkling at the memory. “i just know where to find you... how many days have we spent in this exact spot?”

[ofbohemians]

hi life got busy and i suck v much, but i’m gonna reply to starters & finish bios tonight... maybe post a starter or two for my ladies. love me, pls?

[ofbohemians]

ofchrysalisms:

( location : greystone park ) — seven’s fingers brushed over the seal of the blunt that was impeccably rolled between his fingers. it was dark, and that was the only reason he was ballsy enough to have something out in public so openly. he thought he was alone as he was sitting on the ground, leaning back against the tree; completely alone is his own solidarity. however, he soon heard twigs snapping beneath shoes which caused his eyes to flicker over to see the culprit. “you want some?”, yeah because that’s a logical hello, seven.

      nixie always knew where to find her brother — seven was predictable that way. she hummed when the twigs snapped beneath her vans, letting out a laugh at the question that fell from her sibling’s lips. “is that even a question?” brow arched, she plopped herself onto the ground with a soft oof, wiggling her tattooed fingers toward the other and the joint rolled between his fingers. “gimme, gimme.” 

[ofbohemians]

— another intro!

OOC / it’s nico again, hello. still 25. she/her. etc.

carter eleanor benton.

she’s twenty-one & a bit of a mess.

an absolute daddy’s girl.

she/her pronouns!

again, i don’t have her bio or stats finished yet bc it’s been too hot to think. they’ll be up soon!

born to eloise and lucas benton, a neurosurgeon and a university english lit professor, in san francisco where she lived until the age of eight. her mother received a job offer as the head of surgery at orion hospital in greystone, and after her father was able to be transferred to uog, the benton family decided to restart their lives in the small town. 

she has two older siblings, and all three of them were born from the same sperm donor, as their father is ftm and couldn’t impregnate their mother himself. 

she is currently not attending university (much to the chagrin of her parents) and works full-time at saige’s playpen & nights as a bartender at splash while living on her own in bella ridge.

this is literally the worst but i’m always up for plots with her and nixie!

[ofbohemians]

— oh look, an intro !

OOC / hi there, i’m nico! 25, she/her. chem trash. i haven’t done a tumblr rp in a hot second so please bear with me while i try and figure it out again.

nixie salem arceneaux.

she’s nineteen. sometimes she acts younger, sometimes she acts older... it depends on her mood.

she/her pronouns!

her bio & stats are still in the works because i’m lazy (it’s been way too hot to even think lately).

her mom died when she was 6... she was raised by her dad & brothers since then.

her brothers are twins, nico & seven! she’s definitely the most annoying little sister.

she graduated with a pretty good gpa but didn’t go to university, she decided to go to work instead.

she currently works at axl records, but picks up shifts here & there on weekends at rainbow hibachi if they’re short staffed!

she lives on her own with her two cats.

her favourite way to spend an afternoon is smoking weed & watching netflix documentaries.

her guilty pleasure is musical soundtracks.

she’s a bit of a mess. love her & treat her kindly please.

[ofbohemians]

 — a test post & a to-do list:

      write nixie’s biography.       write carter’s biography.       come up with connection requests for carter.       a possible connection request for nixie?       save, organize & resize icons.       follow everyone.        bold font, italic font.