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You would have been 37 today, Jules. We would have made plans to spend it with friends, probably at the beach, loved ones all around us. We wouldn’t have made it past the sofa, tangled together, Scoob knocking the wind from you as he jumps on your stomach. Your mom would have stopped by to check in, fresh birthday cake and lipstick stained kisses. She’s here now — we’re having a slice of chocolate fudge for you. Sophie and Ariadne say hey, too. I’ll love you forever, baby.
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oh… that’s gore… that’s gore of my favorite comfort character
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CLOSED STARTER , JULIAN FT. AXEL @pcvrlys a pop-up plant shop somewhere by the beach, late afternoon.
"...so we get to her apartment, right, and things are gettin' really heated, i mean, shit was hot, you know? clothes are comin' off and whatnot, we're on the couch, and then it occurs to me... this place looks really familiar, like i could tell my body knows its way 'round this place, but there's no way, right, 'cause i've never met this chick before, and if i did, i'm pretty sure i'd remember her 'cause you just don't forget a redhead like that, you know? you ever met a ginger you've forgotten about? didn't think so. anyway, we're on the couch - hey, you still with me, axe? - so, we're on the couch, then somebody starts rattlin' her doorknob, then i panic a little, you know, 'cause... well, i'm kinda naked, but then she goes, oh, that's just my roommate, don't worry, she's cool and i'm like fine, whatever, you know? then the roommate walks in and that's when it hits me, why her apartment was so familiar!"
he's barely taken a breath throughout this entire spiel, desperate to get to the punchline of his story. he's got a cold beer in one hand and the other reaching for axel's shoulder. "i used to hook up with her roommate!" and there it is, and it's probably not as explosive as he would've liked for it to be, but he carries the story through its conclusion doubling over with laughter, his hand still on axel's shoulder for purchase. "oh, man... so, anyway, that's the first and only time i ever bought a plant. i think that one would look great in your living room, by the way."
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@evocatiive
she should have known. should have known that he would go overboard. yet her smile cannot be any brighter and her eyes have grown misty from the words so fondly written on the album. if she thinks more about how everyone who comes across a copy can read what she just read word for word, she might just never step out of her apartment again. “i was right.” she announces with a sigh at last, still a little dazed from the amalgam of affection and joy for his much awaited break. “you are the cheesiest man in the world.”
#( i need to be stopped but this hc lives rent free in my head... )#jules — threads.#jules ft. seonho.#jules ft. seonho — thread iii.#evocatiive
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He’d heard around town that this was the best shop in New Orleans. And he’d be damned if anyone was touching his bike who didn’t have the word of mouth to back it up. Rolling up to the shop, he parked his motorcycle in front of the open door before stepping into the garage, peering around. It had to reminiscent feel of one of those old school shops. A dying breed of businesses that didn’t rely on computers to do the investigating.
Looking at all the tools, he saw a pair of legs sticking out from under an old Chevelle, impressive all on its own. Peering down through the hood, Derrick met an unfamiliar gaze as he nodded to the woman. “Hey.” It’s a simple greeting, letting her know down in her own little grease filled world that he was here. Stepping back he bent his knees and peered at the woman from the front of the vehicle. “Rumor has it you’ve got the best prices and work in town. Ever work on a Springer Softtail before?”
@bvsyhead
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dump
#ft juleva and musicians of bremen juleva#jules is a snake and eva is an owl#digital#ocs#doodles#julian#eva
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@jules-douglas—
"And I’m telling you, that if I wanted some two-bit Mr. Clean looking wannabe to talk to me I have better fucking options!” A glowing middle finger appears, and flashes in front of the rude man’s eyes, right outside the bar. He had half a mind to shoot a laser at the ground, but he hadn’t exactly cherished the tabloid headlines afterwards.
Sidling up to the bar, he grumbles. “Tequila, three shots. Double. And—” He looks over at the man beside him. “I’ll pay for two drinks of his. Looks like he could use ‘em.”
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"is that the groove master i'm seeing?" leon jokes as he shimmies his shoulders. he hadn't expected to run into jules, hasn't seen the other in a while. "what's up, man? you still breaking hearts everywhere you go?"
@julesainsley
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do not perceive me.
#—— ft. benson kwan#—— ic. benson kwan#—— ft. jules millin#—— ic. jules millin#—— ft. lucas adams#—— ic. lucas adams
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Rhodes found this gem last night. The day after we got engaged and I was showing off that ring like my life depended on it, ha.
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WE GOT THE TAEBIN SELCA.
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“ no digas tonterías. ” responde un tanto tajante. “ el único problema son los responsables de las muertes. ” labios forman una línea, sabe que quizá se está mintiendo un poco a ella misma, sin embargo es mejor aferrarse a dulce visión de que nada es tan caótico como en realidad es. “ no. ” vuelve a mentir, en parte, porque experiencia es suficiente para no tener que imaginar demasiado. “ se te olvida quién era antes. ” referencia escueta a posición que ostentó en el círculo después de la muerte de alfred. “ haces bien en cuidarte las espaldas, de hecho, es lo mejor que puedes hacer. ”
se queda viendo a la multitud durante un momento. " en cierta forma, supongo que nosotros también somos parte del problema. " analiza, porque por más lejano de los demás que quiera creerse, la verdad es que sigue en un lugar que lo compromete. " ¿acaso tu no vienes también con una idea predispuesta de lo que esta reunión será? todos estamos pensando en nosotros mismos. especialmente después de lo que pasó hace unos días, ya sabes. "
#julesbernardi#౨ৎ 〉 ׂ . 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ��𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑐𝑒 : diálogo .#౨ৎ 〉 ׂ . 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑐𝑒 : ft. jules .#dios jules merece un premio#por soportar todo lo que tiene que soportar avd#mi chiquito lo quiero
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001. heath & jules @bvsyhead
Heath stepped out of the, frankly, too-crowded bar and leaned against the brick outside as he pulled out a pack of cigarettes. Smoking had less of an appeal now that he was a vampire, but it still helped to curb the hunger he felt on a daily basis.
He tried his best not to hurt anyone who didn't deserve it, and to never kill unless it was really necessary. But some days the stress mixed with the hunger in a disastrous way, and the person he chose to feed on simply ended up losing all their blood. What could he say, he was still getting used to the stress of being undead in the midst of an all-out war against the supernatural. So he leaned against the brick and lit his cigarette, desperately in need of some peace.
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“hey.” jules can feel her heartbeat progressively falling into disarray with each call he missed and the weight is lifted ever so lightly off her chest when he finally picks up the phone. “is everything okay?” she asks, as if the only reason the question exists is because it took longer for him to answer than usual. as if that egregious tabloid exposé hasn’t got her life in shambles, with her social media accounts brimming with undeserved hate comments for something that doesn’t hold an ounce of truth. part of her wishes that he hasn’t read any of it, but if that’s the case, it would mean that she’d have to be the one to break it to him — but how do you come clean about something that’s never been true in the first place? “i’ve missed you.”
@evocatiive
#( because i love mess :DDD )#jules ft. seonho.#jules — threads.#evocatiive#jules ft. seonho — thread ii.
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Location: DuPont Moreau Residence || Casino Royale Status: CLOSED ( @julesainsley )
The party was surreal to the point it made Nadine feel painfully aware of how different they were from the crowd. Whilst everyone was getting drunk, the petite individual had blown through 3 pre-rolls in a span of minutes. The drug a sedative for whatever else this event had up its sleeve for her, for the night. "Jules, let's order a pizza." The munchies stage already creeping into their stomach. "We can get a garbage pie, maybe?" They started to ramble a bit before looking at their friend, "Are you okay? Win big, yet?" In truth, Nadine felt bad. Between Leon and Jayden, she had been neglecting the one coined as their best friend. The thought flickered in their brown irises.
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fusebcx asked: 👀 - jules x tal
it was the first night jules had spent in dallas. as much as he loved the podcast, it wasn't sustainable so when the headhunter came knocking he couldn't pass up the chance to work at the number one radio station in dallas. and he had spent that evening with said headhunter and her friends, but all he wanted to do from the moment he got back to his empty apartment was call his best friend. they'd been speaking for 24 minutes when he brought her up. " i met this girl. the biggest eyes you've ever seen, right ? you think she's going to be like some strawberry shortcake type... but no, she's all small and angry like an attractive napoleon.... i was going to ask her out. figured it'd be a bad idea since they're the only people i know here. don't want to fuck it up, y'know ? "
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