#juliante

[solruthis]

Some quick traditional sketches: "Julian and Antares being extra gay" and "Ante in a suit"

[Antares is my own OC, Julian is @migi-the-right-hand 's]

[changjae]

[dantexjackson]

&&. juliante || late valentine

WITH HIS BAG SWUNG OVER HIS SHOULDER, dante made his way over to julia’s dorm. he had told her nothing but to pack a bag with only the necessary things. the boy wanted to make up for not doing anything special on valentine’s day, and he felt like he had found just the perfect thing to do. with his mind completely elsewhere, he arrived at her room, knocking on the door, hoping she would have finished packing alright.❞

&&. @cooperxjulia

[dantexjackson]

🎵 - julia

&&. never enough -- one direction

❞lips so GOOD i forget my namei swear i could give you {everything}i don't need my loveyou can take it, you can take it, take iti don't need my heartyou can break it, you can break it, break iti just can't get T O O MUCH of you, babyit's never, it's never enough, never enoughit's never enough, never enoughc o m e on❞

inbetween the lines: i think the lyrics is pretty self-explanatory. dante would give everything for julia. his heart , his soul, his life. from the day he had fallen in love with her, the boy knew she was the one he wanted, the one he needed. she’s his favorite sin, his purest sanity and his entire world. and even though julia knows all of this, dante is convinced she’ll never fully understand just how much she means to him. he simply cannot get enough of her--no matter how many years they have already spend by eachother’s side.

[dantexjackson]

&&. juliante || spilled ink (iii)

* ✰. — jawline kiss ❞

WHEN THE LIGHT OF THE EARLY MORNING SUN FELL THROUGH THE HALFLY CLOSED CURTAINS, dante’s eyes fluttered over to julia, who was still sleeping. it was impossible, and dante knew it was, but when she was asleep, the girl seemed to be even more beautiful. each time he looked at her--whether it was in real or simply in his dreams--the boy asked how on earth it was possible that he had gotten so lucky. the day they crossed paths, dante would have never dared to imagine what a huge impact the girl would have on him--on his LIFE. she changed him. he never thought it was possibe, but she did. however he wouldn’t show to anyone else. he wouldn’t want them to know he had a weak spot. he wouldn’t want them to know she was his weak spot. dante wasn’t someone who was easily liked. nor did he easily like someone himself. but julia was an exception--she had always been one. in any way possible, she stood out from the crowd. whether it was her smile or her eyes, her eternal optimism or laugh that could make any boy drop to his knees. though some girls had managed to get to his soft side, almost make him open up to them--none of them quite managed to see through him. none of them was what julia had always been from the very beginning; his weakness. for months now, dante had tried to convince himself he wasn’t enough for her, that he never would be. but hell--she managed to forgive him for all the stupid things he had done. why wouldn’t he just accept her love and return it with all he had ? it’s the least thing she deserved, and even though he would always feel like he couldn’t give her EVERYTHING she deserved, he would spend every single day of his life making sure he at least tried his best to try and give her his everything to make sure she’d never lose her beautiful smile, that sparkle in her eyes, her hopes and dreams. her HAPPINESS. for a while now he played with the idea of spending the rest of his life with her, and each morning he woke up beside her, made him more and more sure. she was his soulmate. the one he was meant to be with. moving over a bit closer to her, he placed his hand at the side of her face, and when a smile tugged at her lips, making her peaceful expression even more perfect, he moved her face softly in order for her to face him. her eyes were still closed but when his lips met hers in a soft, lazy kiss, her smile rubbed off on him. without a word needing to be said, julia sighed happily and dante knew that the two of them could stay there forever. just with eachother, in bed, no pressure, no responsibilities, no troubles--just them and their pure, beautiful love. as the girl snoozed away again, dante let his hand slide down her neck and rest it below her collarbone. he wanted to feel her skin against his so badly, wanting to kiss every inch of her gorgeous body. he wanted to claim her--’cause god thinking about HIS GIRL in any other boy’s arms made him sick to the stomach. pushing those thoughts away rapidly, he placed a trail of kisses down her jawline. the moment was so precious and simply, yet the raw and pure emotions floathing through the air were more undeniable than ever. and dante knew that often, no words or big gestures were needed to prove what true love really was about. it laid in the simplest of moments. julia had made him realize that. a smile tugged at his lips as he felt her shift under his touch, wrapping her arms around his torso as she nuzzled away against his neck. “good morning.” she said, her melodic voice making butterflies errupt in his stomach. “good morning, my love.” he replied silently, kissing the top of her head as he hit his nose in her full, dark long locks, taking in her amazing scent. he was happy, he then realized. wrapping his arms tightly around her body, keeping her safely in his embrace, he smiled, closing his eyes as he drifted off into a dream world himself again too. a world where he would meet her once more. because really, dante didn’t need anything or anyone else in his life.❞

&&. @cooperxjulia

[dantexjackson]

&&. juliante || spilled ink (ii)

“The view really is spectacular.”

Dante never thought he was the type of guy girls would ever like to take home to their parents, for he wasn’t all that likable. Not even his own parents liked him, let alone that the ones you really needed to make a good impression on would. In the entire school, there was only one person who knew him like no other--who had taken the time to discover his good side, however it being way closer to non-existant than his bad side, which she had seen as well, unfortunately, and not just once--one person who knows what he is all about. That’s exactly the reason why the boy was surprised when Julia asked him to travel to Portugal, to her home. She wanted him to meet her parents and even though he had agreed immediately, knowing how much it means to her, his heart had filled with a certain amount of... Fear? Maybe it was more panic. What if he disappointed her? Again? What if her parents hated him? After all these years living with the idea that he was nothing but a disappointment, Dante had learned to close his heart for people’s opinions. Little did he care what they thought about him. No one knew him--luckily--so what was their right to judge? But Julia... For some reason she never got scared away by his cold, indifferent words. She lingered. Dug deeper than anyone had ever done. And it was beyond every one of his expectations, because she managed to take down the wall he had pulled up around his heart, brick by brick, and take over what he tried to protect so badly. And what was struck him most, was how he loved it. She knew him. Then why would she want him to meet her parents? It was a mystery that remained unsolved up ‘till the day their plane landed in the sunny, beautiful motherland of his girlfriend. Dante never had travelled very far, so this already was an experience on its own. 

When they were about to meet her parents, Dante’s hands had been sweaty and his heart had started to beat on a rapid speed. All possible ‘what if’ questions inundated his mind as they entered her place. But to his surprise, her parents weren’t judgmental or hateful--they were like her. Warm, open, understanding... And not at all superficial. They took their time to get to know him and, oddly enough, fell in love with him. Dante had never felt so at home as he had felt that moment. As they left to go on a small hiking trip, the boy’s face hurted because of all the smiling he had done. It was something he wasn’t used to at all. It was as if he had flourished, somehow. And he just knew that maybe this was where he belonged. With Julia, living free. 

As they climbed, Dante found himself having troubles keeping up with her. How did she become so good at all this? He felt beaten by a much more fragile human being than himself. But other than he would have usually done, the boy wasn’t annoyed by his defeat. It made him laugh, in awe. Julia was just perfect. It stunned him every time. Soon, the beautiful girl had reached the top, Dante walking way behind. He heard her say something about the view, but it was nothing but a vage mumbling to him over that distance. Not wanting to seem weak, the boy tried to speed up a bit. Finally, he arrived, only a few minutes after her. It took him lots of efford to hide how tired he was--but he believed he succeeded pretty well. And it was when he wrapped his arms around her and looked out over the valley that his jaw dropped. “Wow--This view really is spectacular.” Dante mumbled, finding himslf unable to look away.

&&. @cooperxjulia

[dantexjackson]

🎧 - julia :))

Kleine Oneindigheid -- Marco Borsato

“Dus ik hou je gevangen in zeeën van tijdwaar seconden een leven lang durenwaar alles ontstaat en waar niets ooit verdwijntin mijn hart, in mijn liefde voor jouwaar de klok één keer slaat elke eeuwigheiden de richting onmeetbaarheid sturenbuigt mijn liefde de droom om naar werkelijkheidomdat ik nog zo veel van je houen al ben ik je soms even kwijtdan vind ik je terug in zo'n kleine oneindigheid.”  

[dantexjackson]

&&. juliante || spilled ink (i)

christmas tree: our muses will go either to buy a tree or chop one up themselves.

{okay, to make the sensation complete, listen to this while reading: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m0WFdWGITJ4n I absolutely adore this song}

The ride to the pine plantation was rather silent -- too silent if you asked Dante -- but the boy thought it was best if he just shut up. He’d only say the wrong things anyway... And he had lost Julia once. He didn’t want to lose her twice. However when he pulled up the parking lot, he turned off the engine and shifted in his seat so he could look at her. A smile appeared on his face automathically every time he laid his eyes on her -- it were these small things that reminded him why he’d want to change... That reminded him why he’d always fight for her. Love. Something he had never experienced before, in his entire life. “Are you ready?” he asked, sweetly. Dante could be a harsh and cold boy -- most people knew him this way -- but whenever he was around Julia, he turned into a soft and warm person. It was true, she was his weak spot. But he didn’t mind being vurnerable around her... Not with her. After getting confirmation from her and a smile that made his heart skip a beat, he left his car, running around it to open her door for her.

After entering the plantation, Dante took Julia’s hand in his own, digging his other hand in his pocket. It was already turning dark outside and the trees rows of trees were beautifully lit, giving a wonderful Christmas feeling. Whilst searching for the perfect tree for them, the couple moved through the rows. “I really love picking a Christmas tree...” the girl said, looking at each exemplar with a judgmental eye, yet excitement was obviously present in her sfragile body as well. And it warmed Dante’s heart -- to see how she got excited and just happy by things as simple as picking a tree for Christmas. Maybe that’s why he loved her so much... Everything about her was just so... Simple. Maybe that was just what he needed for his life to work out. For weeks now he had been ponding over his life -- how it was, how he wanted it to be -- and his relationship with Julia. Every day he spent with her he was so grateful for. That she had given him a second choice was more than he ever dared to dream for, more than he deserved... But for some odd, mysterious reason, life had granted him this happiness. And the more days passing by, the more he realized how lucky he actually was. Because of her.Every path he drew led to Julia. That’s why this one particular idea had grown in his head for a while now... And tonight was actually the one, perfect scenario to accomplish his mission.

While Julia was rambling about the height and width of the perfect tree, Dante bit the inside of his cheek, the fingers in his pocket curling around the soft material of the small box. “Juls -- “, Dante said, all of a sudden, stopping in his tracks as he turned to face the beautiful girl. Her eyes were wondering and glimmering, and Dante was afraid he’d drown in them. But he couldn’t... He had a mission to accomplish. So when the girl asked whether something was wrong, he smiled softly and kissed her tenderly only to pull back and take her hands in his, kneeling down in front of the girl. As he stared at her smaller hands in his, the boy spoke with a steady and confident voice: “I don’t know to what I owe your love, Julia. You’ve been my best friend for as long as I have been in this damn school. You were the only reason to wake up and look forward to getting ready and spend an entire day at school. You became my sanity, without either of us realizing it. You have no idea how grateful I am for having met you... And there hasn’t been a day past by with me not wondering as to why I deserve you, Juls. I am such an asshole and you... You’re a wonderful girl. Beautiful, wise... Kind. Everything I’ll never be. I hurt you -- and yet you still gave me a chance. I’ve been asking myself why but what’s the use in that? I know I should be thankful. That I have been granted my guardian angel right beside me. There have been... So many thoughts going through my head, lately. Questions about life and the future and... Every time, every path I drew leads back to you. I don’t care what happens to me in the future. The only thing I want for it, the only thing I need to be happy, is having you. For the rest of my life.” And with that he looked up at her, trying to hard to fight against his tears as he locked his eyes with her. A smile toyed his lips as he let go one of her hands, going inside his pocket to pull out the small, black box. His heart was beating at a high speed and his fingers were trembling when he tried to open it. Once he finally managed it, a beautiful ring was shown, glimmering in the Christmas lights. After clearing his throat once more, Dante opened his mouth and while he tried to keep his voice as steady as possible -- afraid the adrenaline was going to make him trip on his own words -- he said: “I love you so much, Juls. You’re my only source of happiness... And I need you. Please -- Marry me?”

&&. @cooperxjulia