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Decided to draw these two in a Shadowhunters au because I felt like it.
Shadowhunters is a series on Netflix that is based on the book series "The Mortal Instruments" made by Cassandra Clare.
AAAAAND A ZEMYX FIC TOO!!
But it turned out to be much longer than I hoped it would- but please enjoy!
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It was a quiet, dark night in the World that Never Was. Not many mundanes were roaming around the streets at this hour. Lexaeus and Zexion were returning to the laboratory they shared with Vexen. Zexion was so caught up in reading the book he had that it took him a moment before he realized that Lexaeus had suddenly come to a halt a couple steps behind him.
"Lexaeus?" Zexion called out, noticing that Lexaeus was fixated on a narrow, dark alleyway nearby. The warlock approached the taller male, he observed the concentrated expression written on Lexaeus' face. He could tell that Lexaeus had detected something possibly dangerous. He then shifted his gaze towards the dim pathway that Lexaeus was staring at.
"What do you sense?" Zexion questioned Lexaeus. The alleyway was not as illuminated compared to the sidewalk, at the end of the passageway was a fork in the road that led to two more alleys.
Lexaeus' eyes changed from blue to gold, instinctively letting his werewolf senses kick in. Lexaeus took a deep breath in, he closed his eyes and focused on inspecting the subtle yet strangely familiar scent he had picked up on. He took a few steps forward into the alleyway, still processing which creature could be the source of the scent.
"Demons, and they're close." Lexaeus said, glancing over his shoulder and meeting Zexion's gaze. "Well then, we should let the shadowhunters do their job." Zexion turned his back towards the alley, about to leave and continue on their previous route.
"There also seems to be an injured person. They're losing blood quickly," Lexaeus added after a moment, causing Zexion to pause in his tracks. "and it's a shadowhunter."
Zexion thought for a short moment. "How many demons are there?" Zexion asked, still not turning back. "Estimatedly, three." Lexaeus replied.
There was another short moment of silence before the warlock did an about-face and strolled over to Lexaeus' side. "I suppose Vexen wouldn't mind us taking a quick detour."
Lexaeus nodded in agreement to Zexion's suggestion. He let out a quiet huff which slowly turned into a low growling noise as he started to transform into his werewolf form. The growling was accompanied by the sound of bones cracking and clothes getting ripped apart. Zexion was skimming through his book while waiting for Lexaeus to finish his transition.
After fully transitioning, the werewolf started to trot forwards, sniffing the ground and tracing the orgins of the stench. Zexion trailed after Lexaeus, clutching his spellbook closely. He remained vigilant, paying close attention to his surroundings and having Lexaeus lead the way. Unlike Zexion, Lexaeus was able to quickly get accustomed to the dark surroundings due to his enhanced senses aiding his vision.
Lexaeus followed the faint trail of the demon's scent, taking a couple turns through what felt like a maze of alleyways. It wasn't long before the two could hear a commotion nearby. They quickened their pace and hurried towards the origin of the noise. The wolf came to a halt right before turning the corner that led into a blind alley.
The two peered into the next alleyway, first spotting a flickering light coming from a seraph blade that partially illuminated four figures. The three standing figures were clearly demons, and the fourth figure, which was laying on the ground, was the shadowhunter. The demons were now closing in on the weakened shadow hunter, getting ready to finish him off.
Zexion and Lexaeus glimpsed at one another and nodded in unison. Lexaeus looked away and swiftly bolted into the alleyway, letting out a howl to call the attention of the demons. The werewolf snarled at the three and his teeth were bared. He got ready to charge at the demons, or for the demons to charge at him. Whichever came first.
The demons exchanged a quick glance at one another before glaring back at the werewolf. They decided to ditch their first goal of finishing off the shadow hunter and made Lexaeus their target.
While Lexaeus was dealing with the demons, Zexion took this chance to slip past and dash towards the unconscious male laying at the end of the lane. Thanks to Lexaeus' distraction, Zexion was unnoticed by the raging demons.
He hurriedly approached the knocked out male and knelt down beside him to take a closer look at his wounds. It was a man with blond hair, his hair appeared to resemble a mullet. A few runes could be seen on the male, he was clearly a shadowhunter.
Zexion released his spellbook and due to a certain spell, it was able to stay suspended in midair where Zexion had left it, completely defying the laws of gravity. After setting his book aside, he quickly scanned over the male to search for any serious injuries that needed to be treated quickly. He noticed that there was a lot of blood soaking a particular spot on the sleeve of the male's jacket. Zexion cautiously removed the jacket to inspect where the bleeding was coming from.
After removing the jacket and setting it aside, Zexion could see that the male's arm had different sorts of runes all over it. Zexion stopped fixating on the strange markings and darted his eyes over to the fresh wound on the male's shoulder, just right below the rune of angelic power. The warlock positioned his hands over the said wound, he inhaled deeply before starting to recite a spell that accelerates healing.
On the other hand, the werewolf had already taken out one out of three demons. The two remaining demons relentlessly charged at the werewolf, Lexaeus did his best to dodge their incoming strikes and swiftly land a counter attacks.
The wolf tackled one of them towards the ground. The demon screeched loudly upon landing abruptly on the ground, struggling to free itself from the werewolf. Lexaeus growled before sinking his teeth into the demon's shoulder.
The second demon hurriedly ran to assist its teammate. The said demon attempted to shove the werewolf off, but the werewolf barely even flinched, still pressing his teeth into the demon. It was difficult for the demon to push the werewolf by itself due to how brawny the werewolf was. The demon in Lexaeus' grasp was about to expire momentarily, so the other demon had to be quick and use another method in forcing the wolf to budge.
The demon made a hissing noise as it bore its teeth. It leaped towards the werewolf and mimicked what the wolf did to the other demon. The demon dug its teeth into the werewolf's shoulder.
The wolf howled in pain and shook frantically, attempting to loosen the demon's bite, luckily, this demon wasn't the venomous kind. The demon underneath Lexaeus had died and turned to ashes, for it had gotten trampled on when the werewolf aggressively rocked from side to side.
With the help of warlock magic, Zexion was able to stop most of the bleeding. Upon hearing the werewolf's howl, he quickly averted his gaze from the shadowhunter and turned to Lexaeus. His eyes widen in a panic, hurriedly devising a course of action to assist Lexaeus.
Zexion decided against using warlock magic because he needed to save up his magic in order to tend to Lexaeus' and the shadowhunter's wounds. He examined the area for anything he could use against the demon. His eyes darted to the seraph blade that laid next to the shadowhunter. He took hold of the weapon and glared at the demon.
The seraph blade did not light up once Zexion held it. It is because this weapon would only glow if it was wielded by a shadowhunter. The unlighted blade would not be able to deal as much damage unlike the lighted seraph blade. Zexion knew this fact full well, he wouldn't be able to wound the creature severely using this. Although, after a short moment of inspecting the creature, an idea sparked and he realized that he didn't have to wound it in order to eliminate it.
"Lexaeus, hold still!" Zexion shouted as he was about to charge towards the two. Lexaeus did as he was told and came to a stop, the demon thought it was triumphant and strengthened its grip.
The demon was preoccupied with its goal to weaken Lexaeus, that it didn't notice Zexion heading straight towards it with the seraph blade aimed for an open scratch wound on the demon's torso. Zexion jabbed the blade deeply into the demon's fresh wound, causing the demon to release its bite and let out a shrill screech. The demon was about to retort and strike Zexion, but before it even had the chance to, the warlock had lunged the weapon further into the demon. Thus, leading to its destruction.
Lexaeus stumbled and collided with the ground, he started to return to his human form. Zexion left the seraph blade floating in midair, similar to what he did with the spellbook, before he knelt down next to Lexaeus. Zexion snapped his fingers, causing his spellbook to appear in his hands. The warlock started flipping through the pages of the book, searching for a specific type of healing spell that can instantly heal one's injuries. "Just stay put for a moment, Lexaeus. I know there's a spell here to aid your wounds."
He was interrupted by Lexaeus placing a hand on Zexion's shoulder. "I'll be fine. We need to return to the lab, there might be more coming." The ginger haired male suggested. "But you can barely stand with those sorts of-" He was quickly proven wrong. Lexaeus stood up and reassured Zexion, "I told you, I'm fine. We can tend to my wounds after treating his." Lexaeus gestured over to the shadowhunter.
Zexion gave a quick nod before standing up and brushing some dirt off his clothing. Zexion snapped his fingers, causing a large cloak to appear in his hand. He offered it to Lexaeus and the taller male thanked Zexion before using the cloak to cover himself. Zexion picked up the floating seraph before walking over to the unconcious male.
Lexaeus was about to pick up the shadowhunter, but Zexion had already casted a levitation spell on the male and the bloody jacket. "You shouldn't strain yourself, focus on healing your wounds instead." Zexion said to Lexaeus.
Zexion turned his gaze towards the wall, and in the snap of his fingers a purple portal had appeared before them. Zexion trotted through the portal first, everything levitating followed after him. Lexaeus was the last to enter before the portal had shut behind him.
The group appeared in the lab they shared with Vexen. Zexion rested the male on a bed that was similar to those in hospitals and set down the other floating objects on a vacant spot of the table next to it. Lexaeus excused himself before leaving the room to go change into proper clothes.
There was no sign of Vexen, so Zexion assumed he was preoccupied by his tasks. Being the high warlock of The World That Never was did keep him busy at times.
Zexion looked back at the wound on the shadowhunter's shoulder. It wasn't bleeding as much as it was earlier, but it still needed to be disinfected. Zexion searched for a kit of medical supplies before starting to tend to the shadowhunter's wounds.
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Some time had passed, and now Zexion had finished cleaning and wrapping bandages around the male's wounds, he was expecting that the man would regain consciousness soon. The sound of the front door opening had caused Zexion to turn towards the exit of the room, he assumed Vexen had finally returned. Zexion placed the medical supplies back where he found them before leaving the room to go inform Vexen on what had happened.
When Zexion had left the room, the shadowhunter had started to wake up. Demyx opened his eyes slightly while letting out a groan. His body felt heavy and it was like his head was spinning, he could barely recall what just happened. He glimpsed at his surroundings as he tried to figure out what was going on and where was he.
Once he had fully regained consciousness, he started to remember what happened in the alleyway. He quickly scanned his surroundings and then realized he seemed to be on a bed, in a laboratory-like setting. He then spotted the countless glass containers on the shelves that contained strange materials, this gave him the impression that it wasn't just a normal laboratory.
If it were a normal person, an apothecary would probably be their first assumption, but actually, an apothecary wasn't the first thing that came to Demyx's mind after seeing the containers. His first thoughts were actually:
"By the Angel, I've been captured by demons."
For him, it seemed like the most likely possibility because the last thing he remembered before blacking out was that three demons were surrounding him. So the male began panicking, he looked around for possible exits, but then noticed he didn't have his stele nor his seraph blade. He sat up from the bed and started frantically searching for his belongings.
While Demyx was looking for his items, the door had opened and Zexion stepped into the room. The shadowhunter let out a surprized gasp as the warlock entered. "Oh, you're awake." Zexion said while closing the door behind him.
"Where am I? Why'd you bring me here- uh, demon." Demyx said, still under the impression that he was captured by demons. "Excuse me?" Zexion replied with an eyebrow raised.
"Why did you take me here?" Demyx questioned, eyeing his surroundings for any object to use as a weapon. "Would you have preferred to be left in alley and get mauled by demons instead?"
"Wh- wait, so you're not a demon?" Demyx paused and looked back at Zexion. "No, I am not."
"Oh- well thank the Angel!" Demyx sighed in relief, he laughed sheepishly when realized he had misinterpreted the situation. "Also, why would a demon tend to your wounds?" Zexion added, gesturing at the bandages over the male's body. Demyx glanced over at the bandages on himself. "Oh, riiiiight."
Demyx had started to calm down after analyzing the situation. He glimpsed around the room once again and studied it. "So, if you're not a demon, and this clearly isn't the institute, who are you?" He asked while turning back to face Zexion. "I am Zexion, a warlock."
"Oh! So that's why you seem so familiar!" Demyx was now in a more relaxed state, knowing that he wasn't kidnapped by demons. "I think I read something about you in those warlock profiles we have back at the institute."
"I see," Zexion said. "Uh, have you seen my stele and seraph blade?" Demyx asked, still looking around the room for where it could be. Zexion pointed at the table next to the bed where the items were placed. Demyx first picked up his stele and retraced the 'iratze' rune to aid his healing.
"And your name is?" Zexion questioned. "Oh yeah, the name's Demyx, and as you probably know, I'm a shadowhunter. " He replied.
Zexion started walking over to a bookshelf, he started to rearrange the books while he spoke. "Alright then, Demyx. Typically, I tend to avoid interfering with the shadowhunters' business but since Lexaeus and I had to take out the demons in your stead, I suppose I would have to ask how exactly did you end up in that situation? Isn't it your obligation to deal with those demons?"
"Well yeah, but today I was sent on recon, so I didn't really expect demons to come charging at me out of no where." Demyx explained while casually spinning the stele in his hand as if it was a pen.
"Even so, you must be prepared to face demons no matter when, and no matter where. You could have ended up dead if Lexaeus and I hadn't arrived." Oh man, a lecture. Demyx thought to himself "But you did save me, and all's well that ends well. Oh, and I'm really thankful for that by the way."
"What truly matters is that you should learn a valuable lesson after this experience. You have to be cautious and vigilant." When will this speech finish? Demyx mentally sighed, but then perked up when he had an idea.
"Yeah yeah, I know," he began, "but hey, just in case I get caught in another horrible, five-seconds-away-from-dying kind of situation, mind if I have your number to ask for some help?" Demyx then attempted 'The Smolder', but it seemed to be more of a 'pleading puppy eyes' sort of expression instead.
Zexion paused what he was doing and took a moment to decipher what exactly did the shadowhunter want. Zexion turned around to stare at Demyx with a deadpan expression on his face. "Really?" Zexion commented on the shadowhunter's poor attempt to ask for his number.
Demyx pouted at the warlock's response and rolled his eyes. "Eh, it was worth a shot." This makes Zexion question how did this man qualify to be a shadowhunter in the first place. "I'm serious, you have to be more cautious on your future missions." Zexion added before walking over to where Demyx was.
"I know, I'll be more careful next time. Cross my heart, hope to die." Demyx traced a cross over his heart and smiled, hoping that Zexion would not continue lecturing him. Zexion just sighed before walking over to some shelves to rearrange the items.
"Once again, thanks a lot for saving me back there. I definitely owe you, what can I do to make it up to you?" Demyx asked. Please don't say be cautious, please don't continue the speech.
Zexion replied with a slight shrug. "Nothing much comes to mind at the moment." Zexion said. "Well, I could take you out for dinner sometime." Demyx suggested with a suggestive grin, at least it wasn't the smolder. "Did you hit your head too hard on the pavement?" Zexion retorted.
"Hah, did I hit my head-" Demyx paused and raised his hand, reaching over to a spot at the back of his head. He winced slightly once he touched a certain part. "Okay, maybe I did."
Suddenly, there was a faint sound coming from Demyx's phone. Demyx recognized the noise and started searching for his phone, pulling it out of his pocket and checking his notifications. He had at least fifteen new messages from Axel. Demyx opened up his messaging app and began to reply to Axel’s texts. “Just for the record, I am not dead.”
Axel was quick to reply, “Oh thank the Angel. Where are you? The institute sent out a search group, like, thirty minutes ago.”
“Wait, really?” Demyx responded. “and by search group, I mean me.” Axel said. “Oh, and I’m at Zexion’s lab uh, thing.”
Zexion noticed Demyx using his phone and replying to Axel. “I assume you have to return to the institute now,” Zexion said, causing Demyx to look up from his phone. “Surprisingly, they’re actually looking for me. I should have been back, like, hours ago, but you know, demons. Although, it’s not like they’d really mind if I’m gone for an hour or two. They’ve gotten probably used to it at this point.” Demyx replied while standing up. “Used to you getting mauled by demons or used to you not returning early?” Zexion asked. “Both actually.”
Demyx’s phone chimed again, causing the two to cease their conversation. “You should really get going now.” Zexion said, Demyx replied with a slight sigh. “Yeah, I guess so. By the way, I can’t say this enough, but thanks for saving my skin earlier.” Demyx said with a smile. “Don’t mention it.” Demyx picked up his belongings and started walking towards the exit of the room. “I feel like I really need to make it up to you, are you sure you don’t want to go out for dinner soon? It doesn’t have to be dinner, it could be breakfast, lunch, maybe even brunch!”
Zexion had opened up the door for Demyx. “I appreciate the offer, but I’ll have to pass.” The warlock replied, looking up at the shadowhunter. “Can I at least know if I’ll ever see you again?” Demyx questioned, standing by the doorway. “I guess we’ll just have to see about that, shadowhunter. Just be sure not to bump into any more hoards of demons unprepared.” Demyx nodded, “I can’t guarantee it, but I’ll try.” The shadowhunter chuckled softly.
“Farewell, Demyx.” Zexion said. “See you, Zexion.” Demyx waved goodbye before turning towards the exit of the building and walking off. Zexion had shut the door after they parted ways. Zexion started to tidy up the lab, but he couldn’t help ponder about his recent acquaintance, Demyx. Despite a near-death encounter, the male brushed it off like it was nothing. Zexion had never met such a strange, yet oddly interesting, shadowhunter.
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Axel and Demyx had met up somewhere nearby and started to return to the institute. Demyx explained what had happened on his recon mission that led him to accidentally enrage a trio of demons. “Huh, for someone who nearly died, you look happy. What gives?” Axel asked with an eyebrow raised. “Well, the only reason I’m not dead is because somebody fought off the demons and saved me.”
Axel looked interested and urged Demyx to continue. “Oh really? Is it that Zexion guy who saved your ass?” Demyx nodded and continued to explain about what happened when he regained conciousness.
After a while of walking, the two had finally returned to the institute. “Ow- some of these wounds still sting.” Demyx huffed, eyeing a few scrapes on his arm. “Just use iratze on them and they'll be better by tomorrow.” Axel suggested. Demyx took Axel’s suggestion and started to search for his stele. He was digging through all of his pockets, only to find nothing. Demyx chuckled sheepishly before looking back at Axel. “Hey, mind if I borrow your stele? I think left mine back at Zexion's place.”
Axel just stared at him blankly before rolling his eyes and lending Demyx his stele. “Fine,” “Thanks man.” Demyx quickly traced over his iratze rune, but he didn't return the stele just yet. He started to write symbols in the air, he was sending a fire message to Zexion. Afterwards, he gave the stele back to Axel.
“Something’s tellin’ me you left your stele on purpose.” Axel said while returning the stele to his pocket. “Pssh, yeah right Ax.” Demyx replied while walking off. “What? I'm just stating the obvious, Dem.”
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Zexion was still cleaning up the lab, he then spotted Demyx’s stele laying on the table. The warlock sighed, was he really this careless? He picked up the stele and inspected it, it had designs similar to flowing water or waves engraved on its base and a clear crystal on the tip of it.
While he was studying the stele, a small flaming object had flown through the window and entered the room. It was headed straight towards Zexion, and he caught it. The flames around the object extinguished once it was caught, it revealed that the item was a folded piece of paper. Zexion recognized that it was a fire message, but he didn't have a clue who was it from.
He unfolded the paper to see its contents. It was a fire message from Demyx. It included Demyx’s phone number and a message saying said: “Left my stele at your place by accident. So can I pick you up by 7 PM tomorrow?”
Zexion didn’t notice it, but a small chuckle had escaped him once he had finished reading the letter. You peculiar shadowhunter.
so I blame @thedivineyaoigirl , we have a kh rp going on and in it we stumbled onto the terrible idea of a zexion/vanitas ship. I gotta say, Im in love with it. though the contect of how they get together is very specific to the rp, but i still love it.
edit: no one saw that
edit X2: still didnt see it
A more nsfw one under the readmore
hello! long time no see!
Decided to draw a crack ship pairing of zexion and Vanitas (that now I and @thedivineyaoigirl deeply care about ;>A<; )
I don’t even know what you would call that pairing
also, give zexion/ienzo better fashion 2k19
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on a side note, sorry i’ve been gone! Had a medical emergency this last week and have been dealing with stuff. don’t worry I’m on the mend and I’m going to try and get back to doing art!
hello! long time no see!
Decided to draw a crack ship pairing of zexion and Vanitas (that now I and @thedivineyaoigirl deeply care about ;>A<; )
I don’t even know what you would call that pairing
also, give zexion/ienzo better fashion 2k19
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on a side note, sorry i’ve been gone! Had a medical emergency this last week and have been dealing with stuff. don’t worry I’m on the mend and I’m going to try and get back to doing art!
when your boyfriend makes you friends because you’re a introverted labrat. <3
just a doodle from @thedivineyaoigirl and I’s RP. Vanitas made zexion a gaurd dog and a fluffy companion.
when your boyfriend makes you friends because you’re a introverted labrat. <3
just a doodle from @thedivineyaoigirl and I’s RP. Vanitas made zexion a gaurd dog and a fluffy companion.
I thoroughly enjoyed his personality change from moody emo to happy emo
A drawing I did for a mailing trade (they sent me a print) with @galaxysodas ! It's demyx and zexion from kingdom hearts!!
Not thinking about him at all
zexion demyx twister
How did this happen. Did Demyx just go up to Zexion one day and go “hey do you want to play Twister with me” and Zexion went “yeah sure I have nothing better to do”. It’s literally just the two of them. Did they ask other people if they wanted to play and everyone said no?? Did they just set it up in The Gray Room and start playing Twister without explaining? Does Roxas even understand what they’re doing? Is he just accepting this as a fact of life?? And how the fuck did they get Xaldin to be the person manning the spinner. Zexion playing Twister already feels so surreal considering how no-nonsense-get-to-work he seems to be in the games but I can let it slide. But WHAT did they do to convince Xaldin to spin the wheel for them. What witchcraft did they pull. He looks so disgruntled- did they bribe him????? Do you understand why zexion demyx twister lives in my head rent free
Organization XIII as quotes from the brilliant gabrielagresteofficial
Ienzo commission for my dear friend
Also I got a new tablet so it was very exciting to get to use it
Lol! "You sssmell like the ssssuperior"
Wow! How have I not noticed? This is kinda sweet in a weird way. Even though Vexen is irritated during these scenes he takes the time to bend down to be at eye-level with Zexion.
It could be so he can look at him better while yelling, though.
whenever Vexen is talking to Zexion while agitated, he always bends down to be at Zexion’s eye level
if you don’t think that’s the cutest shit then get out of my face
Yes, this has been my headcannon for a while. Whenever Zexion puts a hand up to his chin and does the slight head tilt, I'm always reminded of Vexen.
LOOK HOW SIMILAR THEIR OFFICIAL ART IS THOUGH
what if little Ienzo unconsciously picked up some of Even’s mannerisms but has never realized it and then someone points it out to reconstituted Ienzo and he’s just like