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@unlicensedmartyr
Since I got a few messages asking about this blog I'm back just to say I'm not active here anymore. I won't delete the blog but I'm not planning to keep writing Julian at the moment.
Thank you to everyone I've met here!
Hiatus updates
short update to clarify I’m actually not deceased (but it could look like I’m close to it) because deadline for my graduation is in a month. I’ll lurk around but I won’t be active for writing replies or starting new threads. I’m sorry ;w;
just in case there’s still someone here who didn’t give up on me already? :3c
I wanted to to this for so long, and I should already remake it because now it’s summer and my hair are longer and not reddish anymore but Tumblr didn’t show my posts in the tags before. Hello, I’m Giulia, self-taught artist based in Italy. This is my artblog, I draw both traditionally and digitally, mostly fanarts but I’m trying to put effort in OCs too. If you like my art you can find me on Instagram too and Ko-fi, in case you’d like to support me with a small tip in exchange of a small doodle!
Julian: Since it’s impossible to know which period of my life is the middle, I’ve decided to have an ongoing crisis
Summer vacation alert, more or less. For the next two weeks I'll mostly be on mobile, replies might look horrible and I won't be able to trim posts until I get my hands on a internet connection.
tranquilarya:
[ @unlicensedmartyr || Continued from X. ]
Julian’s words were an understatement. A tough few days? The normally reserved and sometimes blunt apprentice was… quiet. Their mind traced over the past few days numbly as the horse made its way through the sand dunes of the desert.
Arya had… finally settled back home after all the craziness with The Devil and his attempt to merge the realms. But then the one person they’d never wanted to see again had shown up: Their mother. She had come with an ultimatum and Arya was too shocked to really figure out how she could be there. However, her ultimatum was clear: return home and marry their fiance or lose everything that Arya held dear. Really… it wasn’t much of a choice. While Arya had made friends of all kinds over the past few weeks, they were still alone. And… Well, they didn’t want their personal problems becoming an issue for everyone else.
So Arya agreed to return home.
If that hadn’t been startling enough, having their wedding crashed by none-other-than Julian Devorak? Well… They were certainly startled. One thing lead to another and soon Arya found themselves facing off with their mother head to head. While Arya had no intention of ending her life… It seemed the Lady Kamini’s deal had finally soured, her soul ripped from her body before being dragged to Inferno. Watching that… left Arya more than a little traumatized.
How were they supposed to answer? They didn’t know. Everything felt wrong. “I’m… fine… I guess…” They mumbled half-heartedly, gripping the reigns of their steed. They barely felt the cool touch of the night winds, not asking for even one rest stop.
“…Why? Why did you come after me?”
Julian trailed after them in silence, not really sure how to break the silence between them after all the recent events. He wasn’t really sure he was supposed to do it and obviously, as always, he spent too much thinking about the right words that when he finally spoke they came out all wrong. Obviously Arya was not fine, it was a stupid question really. And even if they told they were fine, it’s pretty clear it’s not true.
He spurs his own horse on so they were walking side by side and Julian’s brows furrowed at the magician’s question, as if he was trying to understand if the question was genuinely out of curiosity or if Arya was accusing him for following them and causing all those troubles.
“I...I just thought you could be in danger and I wanted to help. I just found it strange that you would go back with” he paused trying again to choose the right words to use to bring up Arya’s mother “...her, willingly”. If Julian learnt one thing thanks to all that misadventure with the Devil it was that it was okay to ask others for help, and friends are supposed to help each other. Now, Arya didn’t ask for his help, so he was once again acting on his own accord.
“I didn’t planned it that way” thinking about it now he has to admit there were less dramatic ways of saving Arya instead of waiting for the “speak it now or forever remain silent” part of the wedding.
“Are you mad at me for stepping in?”
sun-and-wis:
“No offense taken, I get that more often than you’d think.” Sun tied up the last satchel of herbs on Julian’s list and bundled them up neatly for him. “Right, so these are done.. And just so you don’t get any funny ideas about popping in here after hours, I’m taking the liberty of writing down when we’re open.”
He tore off a bit of paper and began to write, looking up to wink at Julian. “Not everyone else in this house is as lax as I am about strange handsome men wandering in when the shop is closed.”
“Also…” he put the paper into the bundle and tied it together. “I would love to dance for you. Naturally, you still have to pay for my so called herbal services, but if you’re offering to buy me a drink I’ll knock off a few coins. How’s that?”
Julian’s grin widened immediately and he almost laughed “So it’s just thanks to my pretty face that your owner didn’t hit me with that deadly turnip,mh?” He pretends to keep talking to Arcanimus, but his voice is loud enough that Sun could hear too. “And what if come break in again after work hour with the excuse I’m here for you?” he playfully waggled his eyebrows teasing him back. The doctor then shrugged at the proposal “I should improve my bribing tecnique but it sounds fair.” he gently pushed the familiar off from his lap so he could stand and reach for his pocket and pull out the money.
Avoiding Anguish
@unlicensedmartyr continued from here
“Looks like it’d be pretty easy to get crushed to death here.”
Lyntel sighs, pausing to look up at Julian and set their hands on their hips. “I swear, if you try anything, Mazelinka isn’t the only one who can wield a spoon. I’d rather not risk you getting crushed. Just…” Their hand moves, making Julian look at them. “Can we at least try to be careful? None of your usual careless abandon that I know and love? I promise it’s not for long, and, if you’re good, I might just treat you later.” Their was a tease to their voice, a smile curling up the edges of their lips. They were leading Julian towards the Red Market, wanting to show him about and, just maybe, tell him about what they truly were.
Julian freezes one inch away from touching the metal spikes inside the iron maiden one merchant had proudly on display in his booth.
It’s amazing how many weird things one could buy at the Red Market for the right price. If right price meant as much as how you’re willing to spend. “Ehhhhhh------sure” he puts his hands down and hides them behind his back turning his attention back at Lyntel with a guilty smile, his face getting as red as the Market at the tease in their voice.
“I’m going to be extra careful. Extra focused” he turns his head back to the merchant for a moment to assure that no thanks, he didn’t want to buy a torture device heavier than himself, before catching up with Lyntel. “And I have to tell you I’ve become an expert of making shields out of pot lids. Do we know what are we looking for, anyway?”
earlier books Julian energy is replying to your dad complaining about the unnatural habit of celebrating people’s birthday (”you only get one year older, it’s sad, what’s to celebrate”) with “ahah, one year closer to death?”.
(( I want to rp with you but I don’t know how to go about it ;-; you seem super nice ))
Thank you for trusting me enough to believe I know what I’m doing! I’m not really strict, I’d just prefer to have an idea of your character if it’s an OC (in case they’re supposed to have an already estabilished relationship with Julian, but also if it’s their first encounter I’d like to have at least a short description as a personal reference).And uhhh, that’s it I think. If you have a rp blog feel free to send me a link èwé/
Meme please~ (one thread with you is just not enough 😜)
“Looks like it’d be pretty easy to get crushed to death here.” (;w; are you trying to make me hide in embarrassment, because it’s working)
Meme please
“it’s been a tough few days. how are you holding up?” from the post-trauma starters
“meme please”
‘ no one in the history of torture has been tortured with the torture like the torture you’ll be tortured with. ’ to Nish >:3cand ‘ I found a liquor store and I drank it. ’ to Asra, if you want uwu
about the last post, I'm planning to send back all the meme approssimatively tonight or tomorrow, when I'll be free after the appointment with my professor and I can take a little time to check every meme you reblogged in your life 👀
right now, I'm in library, studying the plague. And having a mental breakdown over the thesis just to get back in character.
send “meme please” for me to send you a meme that you’ve reblogged
fadedintheflames:
A small shrug is given, as well as an apologetic smile. “It might not have been exactly what he said, but something similar at least. Though, to be quite honest, I’m glad I got to meet you in person, rather than just hearing about you.” A sweet, sharp toothed grin is given. They meant every word.
A soft huff of breath, causing some of their long hair to flutter against their face. “Now that’s not fair. Let me at least give you an IOU or something.” After a moment, they snap, an idea coming to their head. “I’ve got it. How about a day without worrying about being caught? A day out and about? I’m quite good at illusion magics, so I could make it so you looked like someone else.”
Julian still smiled at the honest compliment “I’d like to say it’s the same for me but he never talked about you when he was working at the castle...I suppose he took you as an apprentice after that. But I can already tell I’m going to like you.” The eye that wasn’t covered by the eyepatch blinked in surprise at the offer they were suggesting in exchange of a simple research. It doesn’t feel like a trap though and Julian found himself wondering about all the things he could do if he was free to show his face around without worrying to be caught at all. “If you are not worried to become an accomplice to whatever crime I could commit with the new face you’re going to give me, we have a deal” he offers sticking his hand out to seal their pact.