#julerose june

[purrincess-chat]

Surprise! In years past, it has also been Julerose June as well as Ladrien, so in honor of my fellow Juleka lovers that follow me, I've lined my queue to post Julerose on Wednesdays this month to share the love. 🩷💜 Happy Ladrien/Julerose June! And Happy Pride 🥰

[aloistianakalordoflumpington]

Quick drawing of Juleka and Rose.

(Hopefully I'll finish these ((adding line art and color)))

[seaweedraindraws]

These two celebrating their second year of pride together! (also happy julerose june!)

[their-destinys-writer]

Unexpected

It’s still Julerose June (and Pride month) in the West, and I finally got the okay to post this. Commission for @anonymous-ivplay I’m glad you like it! And now I hope everyone else can enjoy it too.

It was the next day after Rose spent her afternoon with Prince Ali, and she couldn’t shut up about it. Hoping for him to get his letter was one thing. But hanging out with him was a whole other level of fangirling. So, why not squeal about it with the person she trusted the most.

Which was why she had been gushing for the last fifteen minutes to Juleka.

“You should’ve seen how he treated those kids,” she squeaked. “He was so kind and gentle.”

“That’s great,” Juleka muttered.

“And he never talked down to them.”

“Cool.”

Rose’s brows furrowed.

“Are you okay?”

Juleka shifted her eyes, avoiding catching Rose’s gaze.

“I’m fine,” she muttered.

“No, you’re not. I know when you’re upset. Please, talk to me.”

“It’s fine.”

“Come on, what are friends for?”

Juleka winced. A reaction that didn’t go unnoticed by Rose. But before she could ask, Juleka turned to walk away. The blonde quickly dove for her wrist.

“Why won’t you talk to me?!”

“Because I don’t wanna lose you!” Juleka sniffed. “If I tell you what’s really bothering me, I don’t think we’ll be able to stay friends.”

“What do you mean?”

“I-I… I can’t…”

Rose placed a hand on Juleka’s arm.

“Please, tell me.”

Juleka’s lips turned into a line, before she took a shaky breath.

“I was so worried about you,” she finally said. “You’re one the most positive people I know. So I couldn’t believe you got akumatized. And then you ran off with…” She grabbed on to her elbows. “I don’t even want to think about how I would’ve felt if I lost you.”

Rose tilted her head. “Lose me in what sense?”

Juleka didn’t respond. Instead, she turned her head further away, as if trying to cover her face. But not far enough that Rose wouldn’t be able to see the sudden blush on the girl’s cheeks.

“Juleka,” Rose said cautiously, “Do you… like me, as more than a friend?”

“N-no.” she visibly gulped. “That’s silly.”

But Rose knew Juleka well enough to recognize a lie. Her confused expression quickly turned into a wide grin at the revelation. She squeaked Juleka’s name and squeezed her into a hug.

“What are you—” But Juleka didn’t get to finish, for Rose had crashed her lips into hers.

The kiss only lasted a fraction of a second, but it was enough to render her speechless, even after it was over. Rose was still grinning, as if she hadn’t just changed their relationship completely.

“I didn’t think I’d ever have a chance!” she beamed. “You never talk about your love life, so I didn’t know if you liked girls or not. And I wasn’t sure if you were comfortable talking about it.”

Juleka blinked. “That was my first kiss.”

“Oh,” Rose gasped, covering her mouth. “I’m sorry, I got excited.”

“It’s okay,” said Juleka, with a quiet laugh. “It was nice, actually.”

It was now Rose’s turn to blush. She cleared her throat.

“Would you like to have lunch together? As more than friends?” she asked.

With an excited grin, Juleka nodded. Softly, she took her hand and they exited the school together.

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[astalalchemist]

it was brought to my attention that i never drew these two before💕

[sidescoll]

sorry i missed yesterday! but here it is I'm doing julerose june!!

[loosescrewslefty]

So did you guys know that Roses are the official birth flower of June? <3 Last year got some fantastic stuff out of all the lovely and talented Julerose fans, so for this year’s Julerose June, I decided to dip a little into the Language of Flowers and use some Rose specific ones to serve as the prompts for our girls. ^^ 

I know it’s a little early in the year to be rolling this out but I figured a headstart might be appreciated by the fans like me, who like having a little more time to get their stuff together before posting. 

[miracufic]

A Single Rose

Julerose June Day 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30

Juleka frowns at the contents of her locker.

She looks around—no one pays her, the weird, dark girl with an inordinate fondness for black lace and fingerless gloves, any attention—and then back into her locker.

The contents fail to change.

Slowly, she reaches in and brushes a finger along a petal of the single, perfect red rose she’d found lying in her locker that morning.

She’d remembered to lock it, she was sure, and it hadn’t been forced, and there weren’t a whole lot of people who knew her locker combination.  In point of fact there was just one person, and she was sure—Rose wouldn’t be part of a prank like this.

But who then?

The bell rings, jolting her out of her contemplation, and she slams her locker shut with a suddenness that startles her and everyone else within earshot.

“Get a grip, Couffaine,” she mutters to herself.

Rose is waiting for her in her customary seat when Juleka gets to class, sitting with her back ramrod straight.

“Morning,” she says as Juleka slings her backpack off of her shoulder and plops herself down.

“Morning,” Juleka says.

“So did anything nice happen to you recently?” Rose says after a second.

Juleka turns to Rose and quirks an eyebrow.  “Uh,” she says.  “Why?”

“You just look like it,” Rose says.

The eyebrow goes a little further up.

“I care about you?”

Juleka snorts and turns back to the front of the class.

“Someone left me a rose,” Juleka says.

“Oh, that’s sweet, maybe someone likes you—“

“In my locker, which just makes it creepy.”

“—oh.”