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“don't tell anyone my top energy is fake please no one can know” Indie semi-selective rp blog for my apprentice, Julianne. Please read the rules before interacting. NSFW content will be present.

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Beach day look 👀 and also a reminder to wear your sunscreen

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The music played in Rowdy Raven. This was some new band and the music was new but the rhythm enticed people to dance. Julian looked at Julienne and with his charming, sly smile offered her his hand.

“Care to dance?” He arched his eyebrow and didn’t really wait for an answer before pulling her onto the floor.

“Rather forward, aren’t you?” Julianne quips, caught off guard for just a moment but quickly managing to match the rhythm of the music.

The magician was usually found on the other side of town, selling magical wares in her shop in the heart district. But tonight, she didn’t mind letting herself be found in Julian’s favorite tavern.

“Could’ve bought me a drink before pulling me to the dance floor, at least,” she teases, joined by a small, lighthearted laugh.

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⚔ the princess bride sentence starters ⚔

“  you  mock  my  pain!  ”  “  life  is  pain.  ” “  he’s  only  mostly  dead.  ” “  i’m on  the  brute  squad.  ” “  you  are  the  brute  squad.  ” “  prepare  to  die.  ” “  we’ll  never  survive.  ” “  nonsense.  you’re  only  saying  that  because  no  one  ever  has.  ” “  who  are  you?  ” “  get  used  to  disappointment.  ” “  you  keep  using  that  word.  i  do  not  think  it  means  what  you  think  it  means.  ” “  i’ll  use  small  words  so  that  you’ll  be  sure  to  understand,  you  warthog  faced  buffoon.  ” “  that  may  be  the  first  time  in  my  life  a  man  dared  insult  me.  ” “  drop.  your.  sword.  ” “  shut  up!!  ”   “  you’ve  made  your  decision  then?  ” “  i  bet  my  life  on  it!  ” “  truly,  you  have  dizzying  intellect.  ” “  you’re  just  stalling  now.  ” “  you  guessed  wrong.  ” “  enough  of  that.  ”  “  surrender.  ” “  you  mean  you  wish  to  surrender  to  me?  very  well,  i  accept.  ” “  i  hate  waiting.  ” “  morons.  ” “  you  are  wonderful.  ” “  you  seem  a  decent  fellow,  i  hate  to  kill   you.  ” “  why  are  you  smiling?  ” “  because  i  know  something  you  don’t  know.  ” “  goodnight.  good  work.  i’ll  most  likely  kill  you  in  the  morning.  ” “  oh,  there’s  something  i  ought  to  tell  you.  ” “  think  it’ll  work?  ” “  it  would  take  miracle.  ” “  hear  this  now —  i  will  always  come  for  you.  ” “  this  is  true  love,  you  think  this  happens  every  day?  ” “  death  cannot  stop  true  love.  ” “  i  died  that  day.  ” “  we  may  as  well  die  here.  ” “  he’s  dead.  he  can’t  talk.  ”   “  as  you  wish.  ”   “  why  didn’t  you  wait  for  me?  ”   “  you  can  die  slowly,  cut  into  a  thousand  pieces.  ” “  you  killed  my  love.  ” “  it’s  possible. i  kill  a  lot  of  people.  ”   “  yes,  you’re  very  smart.  shut  up.  ”   “  you’ve  been  mostly-dead  all  day.  ”  “  inconceivable!!  ”  “  let  me  explain.  ”   “  your vote of confidence is overwhelming.  ” “  what  hideous  sin  have  you  committed  lately?  ” “  will  you  ever  forgive  me?  ” “  there’s a shortage of perfect breasts in this world. it would be a pity to damage yours.  ”  

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“No such thing as a free kiss~ 5 silver for a smooch~”

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“I made your favorite. Or would you rather have something else for breakfast?”

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Hehe

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Despite not being a physical hand, Asra still felt the same warmth of Julianne as he guided her to shore. While Julianne was far into the middle of the pool, the distance shrank as she reached for his hand, their surroundings manipulated by the thoughts and actions of the present. He nodded his head knowingly, Julian was always up to something to make each moment exciting, although with Julianne he had grown a little less reckless, a little.

A kind smile spread on his lips, covering her hand with his own between his palms, “Maybe it’s both. What does your intuition tell you?”

Despite her prowess in magic, Julianne was beginning to realize that her time with Julian had made an effect on her, too. She’d spent a bit of time on the high seas by this point, and she began to wonder if this was, in a way, her intuition telling her that she should reconnect with her roots. There was, perhaps, a longing for magic that she wouldn’t have noticed otherwise.

She watched the sway of the palms in the distance for a moment, before turning her attention back to Asra. “Both, I think,” she replied, raising a brow almost sheepishly, but returning the smile. “I have a feeling that it’s something to do with... just the fact that it’s been a while.”

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Within his personal gate, Asra lounged beside the kaleidoscopic pool of shimmering water, Faust resting nearby in the towering multicolored trees. With a sudden turn, the energy around him shifts, something powerful and familiar tugging in one direction. He rises to his feet, shock plain on his features upon seeing who rose from the water, “Julianne?” He asked, although it was plain to see who exactly it was.

“What are you doing here,” he asked with a slightly breathless chuckle, offering a hand to aid her across the water’s surface disturbed only by the smallest of ripples under her feet, “You and Ilya aren’t in trouble, are you?”

Shock morphs to concern at the thought. With Julian and Julianne sailing the high seas together anything could happen.

Julianne took the magician’s hand with a smile, making her way through the shallow waters until she was soundly on the beach. It felt like ages since she’d visited Asra, and though it hadn’t been all that long, she was just as happy to see him.

“No, no trouble,” she replies, “unless you count Ilya’s usual antics as trouble. Which, to be fair...”

A soft shake of her head, and she was back on topic. “But, ah. I’ll be honest, I don’t really know how I ended up here either. Last I remember, I was heading to sleep - and now I’m here.”

She paused, looking off to the side for a moment. “I think maybe I just... missed you, and didn’t know it. Or maybe there’s some other reason I’m supposed to be here right now.”

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Julian was practically beaming with delight, the smile he’d shown could light up the entire room on it’s own. Breathing heavily, he looked around the room, and passed several townspeople complimenting him or making jokes on his behalf. In his defense – he just couldn’t pass up the opportunity to do something so impulsive and lively as dancing on the palace tables to wonderful music at a wonderful event, with an even more wonderful date. Julianne.

For a moment, he looked around a bit frantically, thinking he’d lost her. But there, he saw her blushing as she spoke to a stranger, and he called out to her from the few feet away he was. “I see you there, still shy but smiling~”

Julian’s voice cut through the masquerade like a bell, and Julianne couldn’t help but pull herself away from her conversation to look at him standing just a few feet away. Julianne excused herself from the stranger - she’d been taking a few too many compliments, anyways - and approached the doctor, reaching up to straighten out the feathers of his lapel.

Stepping back as she did, she couldn’t help but marvel a bit at how beautifully the costume fit him. The whole evening had been a bit of a blur to her; not a few hours ago, she’d just found out that she’d had a different life before all this. It was a miracle she was even here. But here she was, incredulous to the fact that she was standing in front of someone so... Julian.

“I just got done dancing on top of a palace table,” she prodded, giving him a gentle smile as she finished her preening, “I’m allowed to be a little shy after.”

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Walk-in Appointment

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Your doctor?

Oh.

Oh.

That’s the game they were playing. Granted, with the way he’d called himself ‘Doctor Devorak’ among the other times he’d mentioned his profession, Julianne figured she could have caught on earlier. Before she’d caught on, she was about to mention that nothing was the matter - except, of course, for her impatience.

Her cheeks are tinged just a few shades deeper red than Julian’s as he speaks, and further then as she’s asked to describe the “problem.” The magician takes a breath, looking him in the eye boldly. She’d been caught, yes, but she was no less eager to play along.

“I’m just— I’ve been very warm. Restless. Tense,” she assures, moving onto her elbows to see the doctor better. Sure enough, he was hovering, devious grin making playing along a little more difficult. Her expression changes from one of mischief and eagerness to one of complete debauchery as she explains. Everything comes out carefully, as if trying to focus on what she was saying instead of the anticipation of what Julian might do. She throws her arm over her eyes and drops her head back in a dramatic fashion, perhaps even rivaling the doctor himself.

“Haven’t been able to focus on anything all morning, doctor. No idea why. Even the workday seemed to pass by painfully slowly.”

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Apprentice April Asks 2 Bonus

*facepalm* Ever realize you had a really great question for an ask list you made, but you completely forgot to add it to the list?  Well, here’s the BONUS question!

Petnames.  What petnames does your character and their LI call each other?

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Tbh both of theirs are embarrassingly sweet because they’re both dorks and we love them

Juli @ Julian: my [Amsel (blackbird), Rabe (raven), lulatschen (cute beanpole), Knuddelbärchen (cuddle bear), love, dear, sweet]

Julian @ Juli: my little [bird, treasure, star, dove, sparrow], my [love, darling, dear], plus all of the above but Russian and diminutive. Calls her bite-sized when he’s in the mood. Has called her both a snack and a meal on more than one occasion. This isn’t counting the REALLY long and poetic ones (my sunlight and stars, my moonlit goddess, etc. I also saw a headcanon somewhere that he has called her sugar lips because he likes to see her bristle and it’s canon gdi)

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❝ i’ve never been in a relationship before, so i don’t really know how to do the whole…kissing thing. ❞ -Mayla @greenleavesblueflames

Julianne let out a disbelieving laugh, putting a hand on Mayla’s shoulder. She herself only remembered about three years of her life, none of which were spent in a romantic relationship. She remembered learning to walk, learning to talk again; and while she had a feeling Asra had pined for her for a long while, Julianne never intended to reciprocate.

She gave Mayla a soft smile, gazing at her with honey brown eyes as she tucks some hair behind her ear.

“Unfortunately, dear, I haven’t the slightest bit of experience myself. We’ll just have to help ourselves through it, won’t we?”

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Apprentice April Asks #2

It’s time for round two of the Apprentice April asks!  This week’s theme is ROMANCE!  MCs and OCs!  Answer all of them or just a few, and lookout for me creeping in your ask box!  And don’t forget to tag your posts #apprenticeapril!

1. What does your character feel when they see their LI for the first time each day?

2. What things does your character love about their LI?

3. What things about their LI annoy them?

4. Who does what chores?

5. Do they prefer to stay at home, or do they like to go out?

6. What are some little things they do for each other throughout the day?

7. What are some private jokes they share?

8. What are some embarrassing couple stories?

9. Is their relationship open or exclusive?

10. How often do they need to be intimate?

11. Have they ever fought?

12. Describe their perfect date

13. Do they have an evening routine?

14. Describe a “paid scene” with your character and their LI

15. Would they go on a double date?

16. Who pops the question?

17. Describe the wedding

18. Any babies?

19. Do they stay in Vesuvia, or eventually move somewhere else?

20. Talk about that family life.  What’s it’ like?

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*slides in* What’s your perfect date with the lanky boi?

Julianne’s perfect date with Julian would probably either be a hike on one of their travels or a night on the town with a stolen bottle of rum 😏

Julianne is incredibly quick-witted and visually-oriented, and Julian absolutely knows this - she’s just as much of a science nerd as he is, albeit in a different field. Many of her paintings are of plants and animals, and field study is a great part of that. Despite not remembering much of it, Julianne’s time in the tribes sparked a curiosity in learning as much as she can about wild flora and fauna; and she loves traveling to every new place Julian can take her, so it’s a bit of a win-win.

If she or Julian are not up for hiking though, Julianne is more than content chilling in some secret garden or building rooftop, pouring each other glasses of (probably stolen) rum as they share stories and reminisce about old times (this turns into a couple of sappy love stories and confessions via Julian though).

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15. Would they go on a double date?

They absolutely would! As long as their date prepares for Julian to talk their ear off and then get either (1) drunk, (2) embarrassingly lovey dovey with his wife, or (3) all of the above. Julianne will hold out as long as she can, making intelligent conversation with their date until she’s finally spoiled to death (or to the point of becoming a public embarrassment, whichever comes first).

Her faves to go on a double date with:

-Asra and Arya (@aryatheapprentice)

-Asra and Theo (@bitters-enthusiast)

-Nadia and Portia

-Oraeus and Portia (@bitters-enthusiast)

Plus a couple more unnamed couples ;)

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Sappy, but 1. What does your character feel when they see their LI for the first time each day? and 2. What things does your character love about their LI? for JuJu?

Sappy is the b e s t I love it

1) The best way to describe how Julianne feels when she sees Julian in the morning is warm. Whether she’s up before him (unlikely) or he’s up before her, the magician gets butterflies in her stomach every morning that she gets to see him. He’s usually bringing her coffee in bed if he’s up, but otherwise, just watching him completely asleep and at peace gives her a feeling of domesticity that she couldn’t have imagined before they’d gotten together.

2) Personality-wise, Julianne loves how kind and truly selfless Julian is. One of her greatest flaws is her inability to trust in people outside herself - ‘if I make a deal with someone, how will I know they’ll keep their end of the bargain?’ type of thing. But Julian, despite his dramatics, seems to genuinely want to help people with no expectation of anything in return. Even though his route is about Julianne teaching him to put his reckless self-sacrificing beside, she’s found that Ilya has taught her more than one thing about kindness and caring.

Physically, though, Julianne’s just about in love with Julian’s handsome bridged nose, as well as his hands. She often finds herself comparing her own hands to his - which honestly, Julian finds very cute of her. He could probably melt whenever she feels the urge.

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Walk-in Appointment

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Julian waited outside the door for a few moments, until Julianne had given him permission to enter the room. After all, being caught in that sort of state wasn’t the most romantic way to have your partner come home to. He understood he was intruding to some extent, and so when she muttered her surrender, he carefully pushed the door open. He’d already taken off his coat, and had it draped over his arm, ready to set it down on a chair.

He took a second to adjust himself in the bedroom, taking his shoes off and setting his coat down, just so that he could Juli any time she needed to at least be comfortable. After about a minute or so, though, he turned, his white blouse already half-unbuttoned in its regular fashion. Keeping the grin he’d had on before, he makes his way toward the bed, sitting on the mattress at its foot. He takes a look at his wife’s bushy face, hears her soft panting, and reached out a hand to set closer beside her.

“Had I known you needed Dr. Devorak’s immediate attention, I would’ve made it back sooner, dear.” 

He pulls one leg onto the bed, sitting with it crossed underneath him, the other leg still dangling off the edge of the bed. H didn’t want to make any advances just then – it was uncertain whether or not Julianne had even kept her mood yet. He didn’t want to completely ruin the moment. Instead, he reached to grab a handful of the covers, holding it out for her to take. “Would you like the cover-up, my love, or shall I do take care of you myself?”

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Julianne watched with a certain fervor as her husband walked towards her - from when he’d set his things down to him sitting at the foot of the mattress. The mood had barely wavered - only pausing in the moment that she’d been caught, but quickly coming back again once she’d caught sight of his grin. So devious-looking, his grin was; but his actions betrayed it when he held out the covers for her.

She watched him as he moved a bit closer. In pure Julian fashion, his movements were tentative; waiting for the go-ahead from her, wanting her to be nothing less than comfortable. It was something she was constantly reminded of, and something she appreciated of him considerably. That he was so kind, so careful to wait for her permission - it warmed her heart, leaving her feeling incredibly soft.

But then there were the words he’d used in approach and in his question. Not only had he managed to bring the mood back; he’d elevated it.

“I don’t need the cover,” she says softly, leaning back on her elbows. Take care of you. The duality of that particular wording had rung up her anticipation. If she weren’t in this state, perhaps she’d have answered with something witty - but in this case she could only echo him.

“...I want you to take care of me.”