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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Jul 1, 2020 12:54:22 GMT
 And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night He would have tried to play it cool but Pie Girl was so damn hot that Zach couldn't keep himself from smiling at her words. "Is that a challenge?" he asked, putting his drink down on the bar and meeting that intense gaze of hers. Her eyes were amazing, two different colours, unless the barmaid had given him something stronger and he was already drunk, that was entirely possible. Pie Girl had good banter, she was hot, sassy, she was a chef. Zach's pants tightened just at his own mental list of her attributes. "Ah, fuck it." He stood up. "Drinks are over," he announced, grabbing Katya's hand and pulling her up the stairs to the second floor of the Leaky. He tried the first door they came to and it opened. What luck! Far from it being a bedroom, it was a tiny supply cupboard. He could work with that. He tugged Katya inside and pinned her up against the wall, lips finding hers in the dark. _______________________ tag: Katya Karkaroff words: 201 notes: <3 outfit: Warm him up![googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Jul 1, 2020 12:44:28 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night A wide smile spread over Zach's face as the girl said his name. "My reputation precedes me," he said, impressed. He wasn't sure what reputation he was referring to, it could have been anything really. He was popular with the ladies around the workplace, but he was also known as someone not to mess with. He'd punch your lights out if you crossed him, and then seduce your wife just to really twist the knife. Or maybe she knew him as the guy who was always first in line at lunch time, hogging all of the best food for himself. The options were endless. Regardless, she knew who he was and that was enough to stroke his ego. He stretched one leg out and pushed the chair next to him out with his foot. The scraping sound it made pierced the whole room. Zach didn't notice, he just looked expectantly at the girl, waiting for her to join him. _______________________ tag: Lunete Penelope Dearborn words: 196 notes: <3 outfit: Jeans, dirty boots, jacket. The usual. [googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Jun 23, 2020 13:15:43 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night Zach hadn't been one for fancy places anyway, but since he'd been forced to wear that stupid neon strap on his wrist he had been even less inclined to visit upscale bars and restaurants. It didn't matter, not really. The Hog's Head actually served some really hearty steak sandwiches if you bothered to ask. The plates were a bit worn, but Zach wasn't fussy. He wasn't eating tonight, though. Tonight he just wanted to chill with a beer and nobody staring at his neon arm, judging him. Bastards. He had a table close to the bar, close enough that he could just call to Aberforth for another beer and one would float over to him. He had a tab, of course, one that was being paid for by his cushy new job with the Lestrange family. People watching for a solid half hour, he spotted a familiar face at the bar, glancing around as though she were completely lost. She looked lost in a place like this. "Hey, didn't you work at the Ministry?" he called across the four feet of space between them. He definitely recognised her face. He also couldn't help but notice her arm, with its obnoxious band. If she was the girl he was thinking of, she definitely didn't work at the Ministry any more, none of the muggleborns did as far as Zach was aware. _______________________ tag: Lunete Penelope Dearborn words: 267 notes: <3 outfit: Jeans, dirty boots, jacket. The usual. [googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Jun 18, 2020 11:39:04 GMT
 And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night After some effort, the pants were off, and Atlas held them out to Zach. The pixies were chittering loudly, their leader pointing at the two men and getting more and more agitated as the seconds ticked on. Seconds? It felt like hours. Zach took the pants and put them on the floor with his own. He took a step back, and then another as the pixies moved forward to inspect their offering. Grunting and squeaking, they descended on the pants in a flurry of claws and fangs, the garments flying up into the air, shredded pieces of them sailing in every direction as the tiny creatures feasted greedily. Now was their chance. Zach leaned in to Atlas, teeth gritted, and muttered. "Run." He turned tail and sprinted out of the bushes in his undies, leaving the distracted pixies far behind as he ran through the streets of Hogsmeade. The distracted pixies who were eating his pants, which had his house keys and his wallet inside. _______________________ tag: Atlas Arlo Abercrombie words: 206 notes: <3 outfit: No jeans, black t-shirt, muddy boots, plant pot on wrist. [googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Jun 8, 2020 17:38:14 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night "Katya." Zach tested her name out, liking the way it sounded on his tongue. Katya. Kat. He had a feeling she had the claws to match her name, and that was really fucking sexy. "I like that." Giving her his approval of her name like it was incredibly important, he nearly choked on his beer when she told him not to tell her if he had a crappy name. His name was not crappy. Far from it, he liked it, it too, was short and sharp. Crisp. Cool. Edgy. "I take it Stacy and Dexter were disappointing in bed," he commented with a smirk. Nobody disliked specific names for no reason. Zach couldn't stand anyone called Marie, but that was because the woman who lived next door when he was a kid liked to watch out of her window when he and Zelda played in the front garden, and if they even strayed an inch onto her property, or their ball went in her garden, she would be out on the doorstep telling them off. Marie's were bitches. "Zach," he offered his own name. "Nice and simple, easy to scream."_______________________ tag: Katya Karkaroff words: 223 notes: <3 outfit: Warm him up! [googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Mar 18, 2020 10:25:37 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night Zach glanced down at Atlas' pants. They were still round his ankles. No. "No. No, no, right off," he said through gritted teeth. "All the way off, Atlas. Come on." What part of Zach's instructions hadn't been clear? Take your pants off meant take your pants off! Was it so hard to understand? No, no, he shouldn't get annoyed with his best mate like that. Atlas was a clever guy, he'd just had a few drinks. He wasn't thinking straight. It was fine. Zach could help him. That's what best friends were for. He began to crouch down slowly. "Get down here," he whispered to Atlas, reaching one hand over to slowly start removing Atlas' enormous shoes. No wonder he couldn't fit his pants off over those things, they were like boats. He grabbed one foot and started to pull, not worrying about whether Atlas was ready or not. Those pants needed to come off, pronto. _______________________ tag: Atlas Arlo Abercrombie words: 197 notes: <3 outfit: No jeans, black t-shirt, muddy boots, plant pot on wrist. [googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Feb 29, 2020 12:19:14 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night "Don't move." Zach held his left hand out to his best friend. "Do everything slowly." They stood in the bushes not far from the Hog's Head, which was one of the only establishments Zach felt relatively safe in lately, what with him being an outcast now and all. His beautiful non-magical heritage had seen that he also lost his job, though he had been picked up by a hottie pretty much straight away and had a cushier deal now. His current situation was not cushy. A nest of Pixies had caught him peeing in the bushes, and they were pissed. Literally and emotionally. It wasn't good. Atlas had come to help him, but honestly, what was he going to do, he was ten feet tall and not a magical creature specialist. It didn't help that both of them had had quite a few drinks. The world was fuzzy at the edges, but Zach still had his wits about him enough to know what to do. "Now take your pants off. Slowly." His own pants had already been around his ankles, and he'd kicked them off pretty much right away. The pixies were getting irate, all of them staring at Atlas, though the two bigger ones at the front were focused solely on the plant pot Zach wore on his right wrist. They wanted it back. No fucking way. _______________________ tag: Atlas Arlo Abercrombie words: 264 notes: <3 outfit: No jeans, black t-shirt, muddy boots, plant pot on wrist. [googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Feb 28, 2020 17:33:17 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night Zach nodded, impressed. She had gusto. Was that the word for it? That's the word his mum would have used, and he was pretty sure it was the one he was searching for. He liked gusto. He liked Pie Girl. And whatever she cooked him would be just fine. "Have you got a name?" he asked, half thinking that he shouldn't ask. He liked his name for her. What if she had an awful name that he couldn't pronounce. Or what if she was called Gertrude, or Hilda, or something else completely not sexy. How would he handle that? "Oh, Martha, you're so hot, I'm gonna fuck your brains out, baby." That didn't work for him. Could he take his question back? People needed to be giving out time turners to the public, or as rewards for hard work and service to the Ministry. Yeah, that. _______________________ tag: Katya Karkaroff words: 179 notes: <3 outfit: Warm him up![googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Feb 21, 2020 13:12:12 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night Zach didn't bat an eyelid at her wanting to get the first round. He'd grown up with Zelda, he was used to being around strong women who could take care of themselves and didn't take any crap. If Pie Girl wanted to buy him beer, she could buy him beer. He was a cheap date. "Make that two," he told Tessa, dumping his work bag on the floor with a loud thud and taking a seat beside Pie Girl. Two large mugs of beer immediately slid across the bar towards them, and Zach snatched the first one up before it could slide right off of the bar top and into his lap. "So, Pie Girl, I could really go for a full English breakfast tomorrow, and if you could scramble the eggs, that'd be just perfect," he said with a wink and a grin. She was so making him breakfast in the morning. He took a swig of his beer. _______________________ tag: Katya Karkaroff words: 193 notes: <3 outfit: Warm him up![googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Jan 21, 2020 15:35:55 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night Pie Girl sauntered out from the kitchens looking hot as hell, and Zach stood up, swinging his chair back under the nearest table with a loud scraping noise that drew attention he didn't even notice from customers. "Ha. Hahaha. You need to brush up on your English, you just got the words 'desperate' and 'impressive' mixed up." He shook his head. "They don't even sound similar," he chided cockily. He hooked his thumb towards the door and raised his eyebrows. "Drinks?" If she told him it was too early to get wasted he would be walking out that door on his own and had clearly made a mistake investing so much interest in her. He also didn't have anywhere in mind to go for said drinks except for the Leaky, which was literally down the street. He liked it in there, it was cosy and informal and there were no airs and graces. Zach hated airs and graces. Manners; yes, snobbery; no. A pint at the Leaky with Pie Girl covered in flour sounded perfect. _______________________ tag: Katya Karkaroff words: 208 notes: <3 outfit: Warm him up![googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Jan 15, 2020 13:37:54 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night It was four on the dot when Zach strolled back through the doors of Amaltheas in his work clothes. He was on time, which was something of a rarity in his life, he was usually in a rush, or at least ten minutes late for everything except work, but the thought of Pie Girl feeding him breakfast tomorrow spurred him on. He hadn't had time to go home and change, and he knew Pie Girl would still be covered in flour so he didn't really care. He looked fine. There was a small spot of slime on his jeans from one of his afternoon hunts, and he was sweatier than he might have liked to be on a first date, but Zach knew he looked good. He looked good last week covered head to toe in mud and sweat after grappling with a Ghoul in a remote Welsh valley. He looked good all of the time. So did Pie Girl. Zach grabbed a chair from a nearby table and pulled it over near the door, positioning himself right where he could see the kitchens so he wouldn't miss her coming out. _______________________ tag: Katya Karkaroff words: 224 notes: <3 outfit: Warm him up![googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Nov 22, 2019 13:59:37 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night As if by magic, Pie Girl appeared at the empty chair opposite him, and Zach stared for quite a long moment as she stood there smirking, asking after her compliment. He half wondered if she had read his mind and had come to feed him pie, but she wasn't stripping off, so he had to assume that she wasn't a skilled Legilimens. Shame. His thoughts about Pie Girl were not thoughts that needed to be hoarded away in secret. They needed to be shared or they would never become a reality. His thoughts about any hot girl were similar, to be fair, but right now Pie Girl had is full attention. He swallowed and poised his fork over his pumpkin pie again, ready to stab another forkful. "Are you here to feed me?" he asked. "Because in my head you were naked. That would get you so many more compliments." He gave her a wide grin and stabbed that pie, letting out a little moan of pleasure as he chewed again. "This is good pie," he told her. "And your butt looks amazing in those jeans." The little flecks of white flour or whatever it was all over her made her that much sexier, and Zach was thoroughly enjoying his lunch time. _______________________ tag: Katya Karkaroff words: 245 notes: <3 outfit: Warm him up![googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Nov 14, 2019 13:15:41 GMT
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night Zach still wasn't used to the yellow wristband that glowed on his arm permanently. He slept in it, washed in it, ate in it, yet he just couldn't adapt to the sight of it. It had been months, half a year, in fact, and it pissed him off more than ever. The world was in the worst state it had ever been in, as far as he was concerned. Muggles were being killed, muggleborns branded like cattle, purebloods running around like kings, lording it over whoever they considered to be lesser. It was awful. Absolutely awful. His job hadn't changed, he was still hunting beasts across the country and carting them into the Ministry to be dealt with - and smuggling some back to his house in secret - but he really wished he could hunt Death Eaters instead, they were the real monsters. He had half a mind to unleash some of the beasts he captured on them, let them have a feast. It would do the world some good, only Zach didn't know if he had it in him. He was with the Order, if they asked him to do something like that, he likely would, but doing it off of his own bat was a little bit different. The only thing that made life a bit easier was moments like this. Treating himself to some festive pumpkin pie at Amalthea's, his favourite restaurant since he had discovered the chef was drop dead gorgeous back in the spring. He didn't see her much, she was always busy working, or not even on shift when he popped in, but he enjoyed the food regardless, and when she was there he always made sure to pass his compliments on to her. Not in a stalker-ish way, but the woman made good food! It was hard to resist when he was in the area. His lunch hour was half over by the time he got his pumpkin pie placed in front of him, and he nearly choked on the first bite. So. Bloody. Good. The only thing that would make it better was Pie Girl coming out from the kitchens and feeding him. Naked. Zach disappeared into daydreams as he sat at a table near the Christmas tree, a small smile on his pie-stuffed face. _______________________ tag: Katya Karkaroff words: 413 notes: <3 outfit: Warm him up![googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on Nov 7, 2019 16:24:02 GMT
 And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night Zach waited until Pie Girl had made a swift exit, then turned to Karla, leaning in so nobody else could hear. "Does she flirtovat with everyone, or am I special?" he asked, realising what he had just said and how stupid it sounded. "I'm special." He nodded. "Gotcha." With a wink at Karla, Zach pulled the door open and stepped outside just in time to see the back of Pie girl heading down the street. It was a damn fine sight, and he let out a quiet whistle of appreciation. "Flirtovat," he murmured, a smug smile spreading across his face. He'd be back for more pie. _______________________ tag: Katya Karkaroff words: 140 notes: Quick finish. <3 outfit: Serious business[googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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Post by Zachary Oscar Zeller on May 28, 2019 12:34:46 GMT
 And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night Zach's spell missed its target, and he swore, pulling his gun out as a last resort and aiming through the trees at the Chimaera that was charging towards him, jaws salivating at the sight of a fresh meal. Its hooves beat against the packed dirt on the forest floor. It would be upon him in seconds, but Zach held his ground, gun aimed squarely at the creature, hand steady. Snarls and roars escaped its throat as it pounced up into the air at the last minute, and Zach spun, turning to the side quickly so that the beast sailed past him, his gun firing into its flank as it crashed into the ground. He followed it up with a quick stunning spell, knocking the creature out before approaching it carefully. It was unconscious at the base of a tree, so he bent to check the bullet wound. It didn't look too bad, but he extracted the bullet with his wand anyway, healing the wound easily enough. Something fluttering from the branches above him made his head snap up in time to see a small letter floating down towards him. Zach snatched it out of the air, scanning the words on it. "Son of a bitch," he muttered. Tucking his gun away in the waist of his jeans, Zach pulled a small metal pole from his pocket, throwing it on the floor beside the Chimaera, where it began to snap, several more poles jutting out from the first, twisting this way and that until it formed a large cage of solid steel, magically re-enforced and shimmering softly in the dim light of the forest. He made short work of getting the beast into the cage and shrunk the whole thing, beast and all, down to pocket size, shoving it into his jeans and apparating home. He popped into the large shed in his back garden, crossing to the enormous trunk that lined one wall. He lifted the lid to reveal a staircase wide enough for a single person to fit through, leading down into the depths of the trunk. Descending the stairs, he entered a large chamber at the bottom, multiple iron doors ringing it. Zach took the tiny cage from his pocket and opened one of the doors. It squealed on its hinges as he pulled it wide, and slid the cage across the stone, the cage and it's occupant growing back to their full size as it slid, finally coming to a stop against the back wall. "Stay," Zach muttered, slamming the door shut on the sleeping beast. He would have to deal with it later. Taking it into the Ministry was the least of his worries now that he had an Order meeting to get to. They could wait, and go and fuck themselves if they had a problem with it. Zach climbed the narrow stairs and locked the trunk behind him, popping out of the shed and appearing outside the headquarters of the Order. The process was familiar enough by now. Hold up your invite, wait until it turns to dust in your hands, the door clicks open, a house elf is there to pester you and brush said dust off of your pants for you. It was second nature to him by now, but he did push Alfrie away after all of two seconds, preferring to stay dusty than have a house elf smacking his nuts. His yellow armband flashed on his wrist as he walked down the short hall to the door that led to the main meeting room. He glanced down at it, giving it a twist on his arm. It wasn't tight, but it was a whole different kind of uncomfortable, and he had lost count of how many times he had tugged and tugged at it to try and make it come loose enough to slip off. It was no use, the thing was stuck on with magic, there was no undoing it. Zach entered the meeting room and found himself a seat, making sure there was nobody next to him on either side. He wasn't in the mood. _______________________ tag: Albus P.W.B Dumbledore and everyone! words: 725 notes: <3 outfit: Hot and angry.[googlefont="Nanum Brush Script"][googlefont="Cinzel Decorative"] |
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