Julien Sabatino

Julien | 43 | Mun is 25+ | Multi-verse open rp

[juliensabatino]

bluchucs​:

––- @juliensabatino​. Her back was pressed against the bar, a hand covered the top of her whiskey and coke, trying her best to escape the creeps who’s body was flushed with her own. A grimace crossing her features, she had sent the last god knows how long trying to fend him off. “Listen,” she yelled over the music, only for him to breathe down her neck. “I’m here with a date,” she insisted, without taking a moment to question herself, her hand pressing flush to his chest, pushing him back. Frantically looking around for a moment until her orbs fell on him; not only was he gorgeous, she figured if this guy didn’t leave her alone. He could at least back up the petite female. Taking a few hasted steps towards the stranger, her hand fell gently on his arm. “Hey,” She pushed herself onto her toes, whisper yelling into his ear. “Could you do me a favour––pretend to be my date?” She asked–– yet it slipped from her mouth as more of a plea. “There’s a guy who’s been following me since I got in here and he won’t leave.” Her fingers squeezing his forearms gently.

“I’ll buy you a drink in return?” She offered with a gentle laugh and a warm smile, glancing over her shoulder to see the man, who had spent the last thirty minutes making her uncomfortable, hot on her tail and her nerves peaked, swigging the alcoholic drink in her hand and the hair on the back of her neck standing on edge. 

Julien had been doing some work for the club before it opened, and he was curious to see how it was doing. Having decided to go out to visit, he was pleased to see that the entire place was pretty busy. The service seemed to be pretty good, and everyone seemed to really be enjoying themselves. Julien made a quick line to the bar to chat with the bartenders about the menu, which drinks were going over well, which ones weren’t, and which ones were their personal favorites. 

While he was looking around, he was surprised by a woman approaching him. Knowing she was going to talk to him, he lowered his head to try to hear her. Feeling her hand on his arm he nodded. “Yeah of course.” He said as if pretending to be her date wasn’t an issue at all. It wasn’t. This wasn’t the first time he had been someones pretend date or fake boyfriend. When she offered to buy him a drink he chuckled and shook his head. “No you don’t need to do all that.” He got free drinks anyway. Watching her look over her shoulder at the man who followed, Julien simply made eye contact with the man. He simply stared at him until he saw the man visibly become uncomfortable. Putting his arm around the woman he simply offered a wave to the man so he’d get the hint. 

[juliensabatino]

selene-macsuain​:

Selene leaned in, almost brushing against his arm so she could read the title before nodding. ‘Ah, how very topical of you. I’ve not read it but I’ve heard about it. You’ll have to give me a review sometime.’ As he gestured to the front counter, Selene’s mouth broke out into a smile and she stepped ahead of him and moved towards the counter but instead of moving to the back she slipped to the customer side and leaned over, pressing the old antique bell. At the sound of it, a young man in his early 20′s stuck his head around the corner from another side room, quickly hurrying to the register. Watching the realisation that she didn’t work there dawn on his face had Selene almost bursting with laughter from the sweet confusion. ‘ Don’t worry, it happens all the time. I just happen to spend way too much time here..’ As the assistant scanned the books and rung up the total, Selene put her own book down on the counter and got out her card, waiting for his transaction to finish before she quickly tapped the card reader for her own, nodding across the street. ‘There’s a wee cafe across the road there, if tea is still on the cards?’

Julien stared as she didn’t move across to the employee side. He felt his cheeks burn. “Oh my God... you don’t work here...” He started laughing at himself realizing he had been bothering her for help the entire time he had been in the store. “I’m so sorry... you just seemed to know the place really well.” He shrugged with a grin as he passed his card over to pay for his books. “You know.. there are way worse places to spend way too much time.” Grabbing his bag he waited by her side. “I thought it was weird you were offering me alcohol in a book store... but I figured maybe it was a cultural thing.” He teased as he looked out the front door. “Definitely still on the table.” Julien smiled and walked towards the door, opening it for her. “So now that I have fully embarrassed myself for the day, maybe we should just grab a drink.” He gestured to the bar not too far from the cafe. “Just in case you wanted to see the full spectrum of embarrassing moments I can provide.” He grinned. 

[juliensabatino]

WHAT’S YOUR MUSE’S PRIMARY LOVE LANGUAGE

YOUR PRIMARY LOVE LANGUAGE IS: Quality Time

In Quality Time, nothing says "I love you" like full, undivided attention. Being there for this type of person is critical, but really being there—with the TV off, fork and knife down, and all chores and tasks on standby—makes you feel truly special and loved. Distractions, postponed activities, or the failure to listen can be especially hurtful. Whether itʼs spending uninterrupted time talking with someone else or doing activities together, you deepen your connection with others through sharing time.

Quality Time: 37%

Physical Touch: 27%

Words of Affirmation: 30%

Receiving Gifts: 10%

Acts of Service: 7%

[juliensabatino]

pembearslan​:

Pem heard footsteps approaching, aided by Kuzey nudging her with his nose to alert her that the person was in fact coming to her. In mid-day with great lighting, the place was like a watercolor to her, soft blues and grays except for the items nearest her, like her Braille copy of The Martian or the empty cup of coffee’s logo of the restaurant. Looking up at the man who’s deep voice gave her goosebumps. She knew she could simply say ‘yes’ or ‘thank you’ but she was in a good mood and smiled, “You know I can hear your pulse right?” She paused, wondering if he, like most people, thought that because she was blind she had super hearing. Laughing she waved her hand, “Sorry, I had to! It was too easy.” Holding her hand out in the space between them, she added, “I’m Pembe, but you can call me Pem. I’d love the coffee but on the condition you join me. I’d like to know who this generous stranger is.”

Julien couldn’t help but chuckle as she joked about hearing his pulse. “See I know you are lying because I don’t actually have a pulse.” He smiled and took her hand, giving it a firm shake. “Julien. Nice to meet you Pem. That’s a cute nickname by the way. I wish I had a cool nickname” When she put a condition on his offer he grinned. He was hoping to join her anyway. “Ahh.. man.. that’s sort of a big order.. I was super busy doing nothing..” He teased playfully. “Let me really quick get my stuff from my table... and I would love to join you.” Julien practically stretched between the tables grabbing his coffee and setting on her table. “What book are you reading?” He mentioned, gesturing to the book near her arm. 

[juliensabatino]

Sure, he had been taking peeks at her during his lunch. The girl had sat down at a table not too far from him. He had also noticed the golden lab sitting at her feet, but knew better than to ever interrupt or distract a working dog. He spent part of his lunch trying to figure out whether or not to approach her. Would that be weird? Was he being creepy? Sighing he stood up, and took one step towards her table before sitting back down at his seat. He rubbed his face and tried to think of anything to say to her. Finally he mustered the courage and walked right up to her table. “Uh.. excuse me miss... I noticed you were drinking a coffee.. and I guess there is some sort of ‘pay it forward’ thing going on here today... see someone bought my coffee... so I would love to buy yours if you’d be okay with it..” He lied, point blank, but he wanted a reason to at least introduce himself. 

@pembearslan​

[juliensabatino]

selene-macsuain​:

‘Sure, Dylan and Cash ‘Girl From The North Country’ is in my top ten songs as well, but come on…’ Selene laughed, stepping down from the step stool by the shelf, holding onto the wooden shelving. When he asked about the best seller list she looked puzzled for a moment before she realised he must think she worked there, and not some sort of crazed local who had no where else to spend her time. Biting her lip down on a laugh, she let her eyes follow him as he looked around the books before she nodded towards the large window front and the shelves beside it. ‘I think you’ll want to look over there, I believe they’re normally within reach of the front door.’ Watching him go, Selene’s eyes hovered on the back of his head before up on to the books laid out in order of the top sellers list, wondering what it was he would choose. It was never the section she found herself in, but a taste in books was usually a good indicator to Selene what kind of person they may be. ‘It’s not true crime is it?’

Julien turned to look towards the door, feeling foolish for having walked right by a very obvious display. Walking to hit, he quickly found the book he was searching for. Picking up the brightly colored book, he flipped it in his hand. “You know.. I am not sure?” He said before turning to her. “It came really highly recommended to me, but I don’t really like to research it ahead of time..” He shrugged, looking down at ‘The Vanishing Half’. “I have seen it around though, so I am hoping it’s as great as my coworker says. Have you read it?” He asked, adding it gently under his arm with the other book. Gesturing with his free arm he smiled. “This is probably it for me today.. probably good to check out...”

[juliensabatino]

selene-macsuain​:

‘Water?’ Selene’s eyebrows rose softly as she smiled. ‘Surely I can do better than that. What is the book you’re after? Wait… let me guess.’ She stepped back to take him in better as she looked him over. it took her a couple of moments, taking in the set of his jaw, his warm eyes and his stance before she turned and looked up at the shelves, letting her fingers slip across them until she spotted the spine she was looking for. Reaching up on her tip toes, she pulled down the white covered book with a bright dash of red. Holding it out to him, she smiled. ‘You look like a man in need of Murakami, and Norwegian Wood is arguably his best. It happens to be one of my favourite songs as well.’ Humming the first strums of the Beatles song, she looked back at the shelves. ‘Are you sure I can’t tempt you with tea? whisky? Anything but water?’

He smiled softly as she asked him his choice. Folding his arms in front of her, he waited eagerly, curious about what sort of book she would guess he was looking for. Shifting one foot forward as she looked him over, he teasingly posed. Watching her quickly turn and pull out a book for him, he craned his neck to try to see what she was picking. Gently taking the book from her hand he flipped it over. “I actually am not too familiar with Murakami, thank you.” He turned the book back to the cover, his hand moving over the letters of the title. When she started humming the Beatles song he grinned. “I’m more of a Bob Dylan fan.” He said, completely deadpanned, hoping she would pick up on his lie. When she offered him something else to drink he nodded. “Uh.. sure a tea sounds great.” He tucked the book under his arm and continued to look at the shelves. “Real quick, do you have like a best seller section here?”

[juliensabatino]

stinkerbellz​:

Typically Kennedy wouldn’t mind all that much if someone had come down for an extra pillow. Especially when she wasn’t the one needing to deal with the request. But all day it had seemed like each of the guests in the hotel had come down for something. There was only so many times she could smile and offer to help her staff before she let it get the best of her. She spun around, already cursing herself for having spoken so loud. “I’m sorry, sir,” she offered, the customer-pleasing smile on full display. God, why didn’t she look at who was at the desk beforehand? “I was just referring to notes in my book, not you. You wanted another pillow? We can send two, offer a free dessert from room service as well as an apology.” It was a means to save her own ass, the comment was enough to have her reported to the boss. 

Julien rubbed his eyes as he waited for the girl to turn around. Chuckling, he gestured to her note book. “Leave me alone is in your notes?” He smiled and leaned on the desk. “Oddly specific.” When she offered him room service he waved it off. “No need. It’s okay, I’ve had a long day too. Just the pillow and we can call this just a sleepy misunderstanding.” He straightened up and stretched his back trying not to yawn in the woman’s face. “Actually... now that I think about it... anyway I can just get like a late check out by a few hours?” Frankly, he knew he wanted to sleep in in the morning.

[juliensabatino]

stinkerbellz​:

open to: f/nb/m connection: coworker, a guest, boss, friend, whatever honestly

kennedy stood with her arms crossed firmly in front of her, her lips pressed into a line, and a feeling of annoyance growing in the back of her mind. it was always right before her shift was over the troublesome guests would come to the hotel. she had been listening over her shoulder as the guest made yet another special request with the concierge. “god, can you just leave us alone,” she said under her breath and rolling her eyes.

Julien had been traveling for three days straight now and finally got to the hotel. Having already gone to his room and unpacked, he went back down to the front desk to request an extra pillow instead of making them go all the way up to his 8th floor room. Hearing someone mumble to leave them alone, he looked up. “Uh.. sorry?” He said looking at the girl. “Just thought I’d save someone a trip.” 

[juliensabatino]

anqelicwinqs​:

“Oh really?” Nessa questioned with narrowed eyes as her arms slowly crossed over her chest. Dark hair was piled artfully on top of her head considering tonight had been about her campaign and her plans for office. He’d been ideal at the time, someone smart and handsome to be by her side because the world couldn’t handle a single woman in charge. So if she was dating a large and powerful man, well, they could accept that. However tonight Julien had crossed a line and she had no idea how to fix it now. “Oh, perhaps right now you don’t feel bad. But what about when my campaign is ruined because of your stupidity? You…you didn’t even think! We do not belong together, we certainly are not two people who should be married!” Nessa paced for a moment as she rubbed her forehead and a small sob left her. “I asked you, for one small thing tonight, and you completely fucked it up!” She was trying to keep her voice down in case anyone was lingering. “I don’t want to marry you and I am sure you don’t want to marry me!” Exhaling sharply she straightened her back before looking over at him. “Fine, you did this, you see it through. We’ll get married, and when I win the election, we get divorced. It’s as simple as that. You wanted to make a stupid move, now you have to live up to it.” 

“Yup” He said with a pop of his lips. He adjusted his tie and leaned back against the desk in the room. Shrugging his arms when she mentioned him ruining her campaign, he retorted with a quick, “Well maybe you should have thought of that before being a pain in the ass.” He clicked his tongue and looked around. “Think they have any more of those little like... meatball hor d'oeuvres things?” Hearing her continue, he rolled his eyes. “Aww you don’t think we’d make a great married couple? That’s just rude.” He scrunched his face up when she mentioned divorce. “See here’s the thing. You have been dragging me around for your own purposes... and not once have I gained anything from this situation. So.... divorce time comes... I expect a pay out.”

[juliensabatino]

selene-macsuain​:

When the stranger picked up on her cue so quickly, Selene breathed a sigh of relief and even the sudden physical presence of someone else to block the constant condescending drone was a welcome break. It wasn’t often that she couldn’t take it to a fight on her own but it seemed such a waste of energy. As the man, clearly rattled by the strangers sudden appearance, blearily shook Julien’s hand before muttering some excuse and leaving, Selene turned up to the man, a warm smile spilling over her lips. ‘A knight in shining armour, and in a bookstore to boot. To think I was having such an unlucky only a minute ago, how the tables have turned.’ Holding out her hand, she took Julien’s and shook it warmly. ‘Thank you for being perceptive. Sometimes it’s just too much energy to deal with it. I’d still like to get you that drink though… a compensatory beverage, perhaps?’

Julien smirked as the man took his hand, mumbled and scurried away. It made Julien once again question why guys were so dumb. Turning back to the girl who had so graciously offered him coffee he tilted his head. When she called him a knight in shining armor he raised his hands up. “Well I don’t know about all that, surely most people would step in.” Smiling he shrugged. “It’s no problem at all.” Taking her hand he introduced himself again. “Julien. Nice to meet you.” He inhaled through his teeth when she offered coffee. “Actually.. i don’t really drink coffee... but if you have a water somewhere I would take that. And maybe some help finding a book I’m looking for?”

[juliensabatino]

smthscoming​:

open starter !!

open to: m/f/nb muse: jupiter ts’ai plot: jupiter is hit on at the bar and pretends to be dating a stranger so they’ll be left alone.

really, all jupiter wanted was a drink, but this guy just wouldn’t leave them alone. time for a last resort. they glanced around for a lifeline, and spotted a person standing alone at the bar. “actually, i came here with someone,” they lied, faking a smile. “so i’m really not interested, thanks.” they approached the person, slotting themselves into the empty space beside them. “there you are! sorry i’m late. please play along,” they hissed the last bit under their breath, hoping the other would catch on.

Julien had just come in to try to catch the tail end of the game. I never got his home team on his tv back home, so bars were always his best chance. He was standing, happily watching as he drank his whiskey. Hearing someone get closer to him and speak, he turned around and looked down. He had heard this sort of thing before. It definitely wasn’t the first time he had been a fake boyfriend. Glancing over the girl’s shoulder he gave her a knowing nod then a smile before bending down to give hr a fake peck on the cheek. “Yeah, I didn’t know what drink you wanted so.. sorry I sort of started without you.” He said with a big grin. 

[juliensabatino]

selene-macsuain​:

Open: m/f/nb Plot: You come across Selene getting mansplained in your local bookshop and you catch her eye.

The sound of the mans voice had started to blur into one long droning sound as he continued on in his long winded story, triggered by the book of Catullus Selene held in her hand. On any other day, when she’d had her coffee, she would have put a stop to the mansplaining before he even got going but as it was, it seemed so much easier to just let him run out of breath. Just as she started to feel like she would have to intervene, she heard the bell of the shop door open and she looked up, catching the eye of the stranger now wandering down the shelf towards them. Biting her lip down on a knowing smile shared with the newcomer, Selene quietly murmured ‘I’m so sorry, excuse me…’ as she slipped past. Barely loosing a beat as she walked up to her possible rescuer, she spoke confidently ‘You’re late! Coffee?’ even as her eyes pleaded for them to follow her lead. 

Julien had a break for the day, and decided to use it to pick up the book he had heard about from a stranger at Trader Joe’s. His GPS dropped him at the nearest bookshop and he walked in, his eyes narrowing to try to find if there was a ‘best-seller’ section or display. He started walking towards the fiction area, hoping he would find it. Smiling politely at a few people in the stacks, he was about to make his way by when he got a familiar look. He knew the look, and nodded as she asked if he wanted coffee. “Yeah sorry, had some last minute work to do.” He said as he glanced between her and the guy she clearly wanted away from. “Coffee sounds great. Do you still have that flavored creamer around?” He wasn’t actually a coffee drinker, but he knew when to take a cue. Looking at the guy he quickly held his hand out. “Julien... and you are?”

[pomeqraniqht-archive]

Plot: “we’re fake-dating and i’m supposed to publicly break up with you but you’ve been irritating me lately so instead of dumping you i publicly proposed to mess up your plan and now we’re getting married, fuck” au

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“What the fuck?!” Nessa announced once they were behind closed doors. “I can not believe you just did that! Do you know what this means now?!” With her campaigns, her mission, her entire drive.. and now she was going to have to marry them? This was ridiculous! “How could you do this?!” She demanded roughly and the brunette was quite literally on the verge of tears, which for the brave woman was a rare sight. “I can not believe you!”

[juliensabatino]

Julien was briskly walked into a private area. He turned and sat down calmly looking up at her. “It means that even you can’t plan everything out perfectly.” He said with a smirk. “How could I do this? You have been the biggest pain in my ass lately and you are asking how?”  He stood up and walked over to her. “Want to know something else? I don’t even feel bad about it.” 

[lullcbies]

plot: i’m the sad drunk at the wedding, and you looked just as bad. can we be alone together?

the alcohol was to blame for the release of emotions. her siblings always told her to steer clear of it when she could, but tonight was different. a few tears trailed down her cheeks undoing what was once perfectly done make up. “i’m trying to keep it together. but y’know it gets hard when you have to be wonderful all the time.” she mumbled to herself. her nails taping against the stem of her glass. “i’m just not a wedding person i guess. i hate love.”

[juliensabatino]

Julien wasn’t exactly thrilled to be there. He wanted to go home, and he had planned on leaving right after the first dance. However, when he got to the bar to get himself another drink, he turned to see a woman crying. “Wow.” He said with a teasing smile. “Did you used to date the groom or something?” Reaching out he held up his glass. “To hating love.” 

[alinafoxfield]

Open: M/F/NB

Alina walked out of a side door of the building, stuffing her point shoes in her duffel she moved toward the curb, her ride was either late or exceptionally impatient and had already left her and now she found herself rocking on her heels, tired but not exhausted enough to go right to sleep. While she wondered if she should walk the few blocks home or check out a bar, a stranger bumped into her and, the southern American in her immediately apologized. “I’m really sorry about that. I wasn’t paying attention while I was checking on my ride.

[juliensabatino]

Julien was busy discussing his recent tile order over the phone when he felt himself hit something. Nearly tripping over his feet he reached out to grab whatever he had hit. Quickly he put his phone down. “Oh shit, I am so sorry...” He paused hearing her apologize to her and he laughed. “Why are you apologizing, I nearly clotheslined you!” He saw his hand still grabbing her shoulder and pulled it away. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”