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@apprenticeasher
Hello hello hello new Julian’s nsfw art for patreon. It’s a lineart waiting for colors.
"Noo wa dae Ah gie th' feelin' 'at we kno' each other..?"
“Oh, ah…know each other? I think I’d remember a sweet accent like that. What’s your name?”
Sweet accent? That’s a first.
“Eh, ye juist remind me o’ somebody A know.. “
That, or its his old age acting up again.
“Name’s Ragnor, an A have little tae na idea aboot where A am richt now.”
Perhaps bring a map next time. Or ask like any other person would.
“You know, I actually get that I look like Billie Eilish a lot. With the blue hair and whatnot.” She scratched the side of her cheek idly, trying to size up the stranger.
“You’re uh..lost? Where are you from? I can see about giving you a ride maybe?”
“Well A wis actually thinkin’ o’ ma’ friend an..”
Billie Eilish..? …well, now that you mention it.. ..huh, he hasn’t thought of that one yet.. she actually does resemble her a little bit.
“A appreciate yer offer, but where are ye gaun'ae find somethin A’d fit in?”
I mean, look at him. He’s at least 240cm tall. ..or it’s something that doesn’t have a roof.. he didn’t think of that yet.
The blue haired woman put her hands on her hips and rocked back on her heels for a moment.
“….OH. You’re..you’re really that tall? Holy shit. I thought you had platform shoes or timberlands or something. How’s the weather up there??”
“I’ve got a moped, but like…you better not break it or anything. Are you going to be too heavy? God..” She paled a little bit at the thought. Not that her moped was an entirely reliable mode of transportation, but she didn’t need anything fancy when most of her time was spent between her apartment and the studio.
Hmm.. yeah.. this might be a bit of a problem.. Although he’s far from being the heaviest person, he was still packing quite some weight with him due to all of the training.. And his right arm.. that was quite heavy on its own. … ..well, he didn’t really have much choice.. Besides, it’s but a Moped. He could have the mechanical faults fixed in no time.
“It doesnae leuk thon bad, actually.. besides, A can aye fix it gin A break it.”
Because although he looks like the kind of person who’d solve problems iwth his fists, he’s actually a pretty good mechanic. Having worked on a number of cars and two-wheelers in the past, a Moped shouldn’t me much of a problem. After he took his place on the saddle, he.. umm.. …
…ok, give me a minute. This was qutie the comical sight. A giant like him on a little bike like this. He almost looks like he was trying to fit himself in a Morris Mini.
“..It can hold me, sae it’ll certainly do.”
Ok. With that sorted, they could get themselves back to town.
“Ye drive or I drive?”
Asher had to keep both feet firmly planted on either side of her moped as the stranger got on her moped behind her; no way was she letting him drive if he was lost, as he claimed! What if he would drive her somewhere random and kill her?
"No no, I'll be driving. You just, god, don't tip us over, okay?? Have you ever ridden on one of these? You're going to have to hang on to me. And uh, I don't think my helmet will fit you, by the way. So just, please hang on."
She exhaled through her nose for a few long seconds. This whole scene was ridiculous. She couldn't believe someone like him would show up here with no destination or guide. Did he get ditched by a date? Or catfished from another country?
She stuck her key into the ignition--the rabbit charm on her keychain jingling along with the various stars and colorful beads. "Okay. So, where to? The train station? The bus?"
finished up commission for @jaxtheapprentice of their apprentice and that good rowdy boy julian! pose ref from @kibbi
"Noo wa dae Ah gie th' feelin' 'at we kno' each other..?"
“Oh, ah…know each other? I think I’d remember a sweet accent like that. What’s your name?”
Sweet accent? That’s a first.
“Eh, ye juist remind me o’ somebody A know.. “
That, or its his old age acting up again.
“Name’s Ragnor, an A have little tae na idea aboot where A am richt now.”
Perhaps bring a map next time. Or ask like any other person would.
“You know, I actually get that I look like Billie Eilish a lot. With the blue hair and whatnot.” She scratched the side of her cheek idly, trying to size up the stranger.
“You’re uh..lost? Where are you from? I can see about giving you a ride maybe?”
“Well A wis actually thinkin’ o’ ma’ friend an..”
Billie Eilish..? …well, now that you mention it.. ..huh, he hasn’t thought of that one yet.. she actually does resemble her a little bit.
“A appreciate yer offer, but where are ye gaun'ae find somethin A’d fit in?”
I mean, look at him. He’s at least 240cm tall. ..or it’s something that doesn’t have a roof.. he didn’t think of that yet.
The blue haired woman put her hands on her hips and rocked back on her heels for a moment.
"....OH. You're..you're really that tall? Holy shit. I thought you had platform shoes or timberlands or something. How's the weather up there??"
"I've got a moped, but like...you better not break it or anything. Are you going to be too heavy? God.." She paled a little bit at the thought. Not that her moped was an entirely reliable mode of transportation, but she didn't need anything fancy when most of her time was spent between her apartment and the studio.
"Noo wa dae Ah gie th' feelin' 'at we kno' each other..?"
“Oh, ah…know each other? I think I’d remember a sweet accent like that. What’s your name?”
Sweet accent? That’s a first.
“Eh, ye juist remind me o’ somebody A know.. “
That, or its his old age acting up again.
“Name’s Ragnor, an A have little tae na idea aboot where A am richt now.”
Perhaps bring a map next time. Or ask like any other person would.
"You know, I actually get that I look like Billie Eilish a lot. With the blue hair and whatnot." She scratched the side of her cheek idly, trying to size up the stranger.
"You're uh..lost? Where are you from? I can see about giving you a ride maybe?"
"Noo wa dae Ah gie th' feelin' 'at we kno' each other..?"
"Oh, ah...know each other? I think I'd remember a sweet accent like that. What's your name?"
Ah, that kind of relationship
please reblog this if you are an active arcana rp account who will rp with fan apprentices
this is an account for my apprentice but i also like to write as most of the main 6!
@apprenticeasher !
Asra sighed down at his cards. He’d gone to them for answers, and of course they were right, reading into the turmoil in his soul like it was a children’s book, but that didn’t mean he had to like it. The Seven of Swords reversed, the Four of Cups reversed, and the Five of Cups reversed all told him that it would be unpleasant no matter what he chose to do. Inaction, or even putting it off, would only make things worse.
Hearing Asher come down the stairs, he tucked the cards away quickly and put on a brave face. “Good morning,” he greeted, standing up to meet her in the kitchen. “Want some tea? I could start some for you.” He was too eager to be of help, perhaps lingering a little too long when he hugged her… He really didn’t want to say goodbye.
He’d gone on so many trips before, and leaving, in itself, was nothing special. The difference this time was that he didn’t have plans to come back. And, with Asher’s life in Vesuvia, there was no way he could even ask her to go with him. “Anything in particular you want for breakfast? I’ve been up for a while, so it’s no trouble to make it myself.”
Asher wasn’t an early riser by any means, no matter the day or occasion. She would often try to prolong scheduling plans until they could be arranged for the afternoon or early evening. But it didn’t mean she was a heavy sleeper. She felt Asra climb out of bed earlier than usual that morning -- a habit, she noted, was starting to become more and more frequent. There was never any indication he had a reason for these early risings, but...
She occupied herself with tying her hair up as she made her way to the kitchen and offered a lazy, lopsided grin before hugging him. “Mm..tea sounds nice. What’s got you so bright and bushy-tailed?” Asra often made breakfast for the two of them; that was nothing out of the ordinary. But something about the energy downstairs, something about the way his eyes flitted back and forth about the room, she couldn’t quite name the feeling, but it made her stomach ache nonetheless.
“Toast with honey? Something simple is fine~” She sat down at the table, naturally stealing his chair to try and get a grin or comment out of him. Was he pacing? Or just energetic?
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Can we get some more scruffy Julian??
Of course you can :3c. Here’s a tired scruffy Julian.
“[…] He sniffles, her hushed trilling and cooing like music to his ears as he leans down to nuzzle his nose against her rosy cheek again. Tiny fingers brush against his face while she beams up at him and maybe, just maybe Julian thinks he could be worthy of ever deserving this.”
From : “Little Worries” a fanfiction by @asra-the-arcane
I think that this has been one of my most difficult pieces I’ve ever done, but at the end, I’m very happy of the result :3!
Thanks again to @asra-the-arcane to give me inspiration with her fanfic!
In Shiro and Julian’s story, the baby girl’s name is Lily, she is Ashlan’s youngest sister, they are both been adopted by Julian and Shiro during one of their adventures. Even if we have a few (important XD) differences between them, I think that the context of the fanfiction is quite adaptable to the one of Shiro and Julian’s story . (This is also one of the reasons why I love it so much T^T)
Julian Devorak © @thearcanagame
Going back to digital drawing and practicing with Nopal Asra ^^
(oops I forgot to post my others inktober - more posts to come in the next few days ^^;;)
appreciation post for the worlds prettiest lips™
This man has the perfect face for warm up doodles
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new blog but long time writer! 💫