#tiredapprenticesuri

[ask-doctor-jules]

Painsomnia is hell. I've been awake fifty consecutive hours. -- tiredapprenticesuri

Without another word, no rhyme or reasoning to be made, Julian hooked his hand around her arms and one under her legs and swiftly picked her up, using all of his balance to steady them.“And we’re not aiming for fifty-one.”[ @tiredapprenticesuri I’m sorry this was so laTE. ]

[talldarkandrowdy]

A while later, to go with his mug of golden milk, a handmade blanket is tucked around Julian's shoulders.

He recognizes the warmth of that blanket and the hands that so gently nestled it around him instantly. A smile, gentle and so blissfully soothed is given to the person who was treating him to such kindness. ”Mm, thank you, angel…” His hands come up to rest upon the smaller ones that had come to rest upon his shoulders. Pale fingertips, now free of their typical leather confines, brush over the back of her hands and he gazes upon them, as if committing the sight to his memory. Letting out a small, content sigh he presses a kiss to her knuckles. “Thank you…” @tiredapprenticesuri

[unlicensedmartyr]

@tiredapprenticesuri here it comes an accurate graphic depiction >:O

[domusarcanis-blog]

magical mix-up @tiredapprenticesuri

     It was a nice afternoon. The sun was warm and a breeze obliterated any possible humidity. The perfect day to do something fun outdoors. And Asra was prepared to take full advantage of it. He’d hoped that it would be a good outing for he and Suri, as long as she was up to it. 

     He had prepared a small bag with some supplies. Some cheeses, crackers, something to drink, everything one might need for a picnic. With the addition of the pumpkin bread he had just picked up from the baker, he hoped he could make this outing special for Suri. 

     Just as he was ready he went to gather Suri. He was ready with a big smile and a bag in hand. 

     “I was hoping,” He smiled. “We could go out for a picnic?” A pause, “As long as you’re feeling up to it Suri.”

[talldarkandrowdy]

A mug of warm golden liquid smelling of cinnamon, nutmeg, and cardamom is set down in front of Julian.

It takes the doctor a moment to realize that something has been set down in front of him as he’s quite immersed in the reading of a case study he hoped would prove to be useful in his pursuit of that ever-elusive cure. When he does notice the drink, it’s because the smell of it draws him out of his reading. Slate grey eyes lift from the worn pages, open windows to his soul as his very being seems to soften.

“Su-“

His head turns in the direction of the scent but he cuts himself off as he sees the drink. After staring for a few moments, watching delicate plumes of steam leave the mug a smile, as warm and comforting as the beverage itself, forms on his lips. Gloved fingers wrap around the handle of the cup and Julian draws that soft, sweet scent closer to his face, breathing it in slow, languorously. He might’ve never taken a sip, if only to let those precious spices permeate him for as long as they gave off their aroma. But Julian knows that the drink is deliciously sweet too. Just like her.

The thought makes him grin as he takes his first sip.

[talldarkandrowdy]

📂 useless Julian x Suri headcanon(s)? 💖💖💖💖💖

(I'M GLAD YOU ASKED. some of these are more what julian does because I don't want to put words in suri's mouth so to speak hehehe

-He is constantly walking up behind her and perching her head atop his, accenting their vast height difference.

-They're the type of couple to hit the snooze button for literally hours before getting out of bed.

-His hands shake a lot when he's nervous and she's always there to grab them, to stop them from trembling.

-There's a lot of them tucking eachother into bed when their other half, respectively, passes out.

-He brushes her hair a lot and is always putting it in braids.

-They wear each others clothes a lot. Suri wears his oversized shirts but he is very fond of stealing her scarfs as well.

@tiredapprenticesuri

[talldarkandrowdy]

Julian, why does the coffee table have scuff marks on it?

“A-Ah, that is because…”He clears his throat, pale cheeks flushing a subtle pink. “A certain someone likes to be able to look into my eyes when we argue… and I d-did try to lean down to make things easier on her physically… but my angel has a will of iron and refuses to be swayed over certain things…”@tiredapprenticesuri

[talldarkandrowdy]

Hold on, please. - tiredapprenticesuri

Julian knows that it won’t be the wound that kills him. The dagger that had found it’s way neatly into his ribcage was coated with some sort of anointment, something deadly that could crawl its way through a human body and render it lifeless in minutes. And he’s a doctor, so he’s miserably aware of his own mortality as Suri cradles him to her chest. He didn’t care to think about what the poison was in the moment because there where other things he needed to think about right now. His sister, his city but most of all; Suri.Even as he’s wincing at the pain that ripped through every muscle fibre in his possession, he tries his best to keep his voice steady. He didn’t want her to know how badly it all hurt. Even in the end, he wanted to shield her from whatever he could while he still could. “S-Suri… Suri, listen…. I-I… hh…. I don’t think I’m going to… I’m not going to s-survive this one, my dear… it seems like the t-third time really is t-the charm, hm?”A small laugh rumbles in his chest but he’s immediately punished for it as pain rattles through him. Cursing under his breath, one of his gloved hands grip into the tattered clothing around his ribcage. “N-None of this… was supposed to h-…happen… I.. t-there’s a lot I still wanted to…”@tiredapprenticesuri