*hugs Portia* Precious.

//Hugging Julian anon would also like to wish the mun a good day :3 //

Ah thank you!! 💗💗

Julian took the tea cup and drank it, it was really good, and filled his stomach with warmth.

"I was expecting Asra actually, so yeah I know him. To answer your other question, gaurds aren't always the nicest people in the world." He says.

The Fool and the Hanged Man

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Astrid was exhausted from her travels. She finally relaxed in the chair. Her eyes grew heavy as she felt sleep come over her. Suddenly she heard a crash and shot up. She snapped her fingers and the whole room was lit. Hazel eyes searched the room when it finally fell on the masked figure standing before her. She clenched her fists, magic glowing from her hand. 

“It’s not polite to barge into someone’s home.” She warned.

We know a lot about you.... Like, a ridiculous amount. From basic and “obvious” things to analyzing your behaviors. Sometimes it gets to be a bit much, but everyone does it cause they like you and are interested in you. There’s also a lot of us who are lonely and get to feel loved when interacting with you. - 4th Wall Anon

I wish I had more information on all of you, it would make interaction less nerve-racking. I am glad I can bring joy to people.

Julian really did love to shop. He nodded to the person that was taking care of the shop today. He moved around and picked up a pair, turning to Ellyon with a smirk.

"How about these?" He asks, laughing slightly. The pants were made to look like some exotic animal, though the colors were all wrong. Bright pink, bright yellow, and bright green. It honestly hurt his eyes to look at it. This must have been made by Denko's apprentice, he'd never make anything like this. 

The Knight and the Plague Doctor

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Julian stood there. He honestly felt like punching the Prince for embarrassing her but that seemed like a bad idea.

“Ilya come see me later.” Portia says before running after the Prince.

Julian turns towards Ellyon and smiles. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. Visiting the palace often, I’ve encountered many nobles and royalty,” he says. “Now, let’s go look at some clothes. I’ve been meaning to pick up more pants.” Julian says, gripping her hand and jogging the rest of the short distance to the shop.

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“Causa est quia irrumabo… (For fuck’s sake…)” Ellyon cursed in her native tongue and rubbed her temples and finally calmed down. She felt him grab her hand and smiled. She followed him to the shop and stepped inside. She stood by the door and greeted the shopkeeper. “Have at it.” She chuckled and pat Julian’s shoulder. 

Send a symbol for your muse to find mine...

🌷- Alone

🥀- Dying

🤕- Injured/sick

☠️- Dead

🐥- Alive

😈- Possessed

👻- As a ghost

😼- Transformed into an animal/monster

🦋- In a joyful mood

☔️- In a somber mood

☀️- Overheated

☃️- Shivering from the cold

💫- Dazed and dizzy

💦- Crying

🍇- Extremely hungry

🏇🏻- Being chased

🗜- Stuck in a trap

🔮- In a dream

🛌- Bedridden

📖- Reading/studying

🎍- Tending to a shrine/visiting a grave

🌼- Caring for some plants

⭐️- Stargazing

☄️- In a dangerous situation

Julian blushes deeply and brushes off his clothes. His shirt was ripped, exposing most of his chest. He fumbled with the pieces before shrugging.

“Yeah, I’m fine. My shirt isn’t though!” He laughed.

closed - Wolf’s woods.

Vincent almost half smirks, before leaning down to help the other up. “It was no trouble. The ferals do not wish to fight a pack leader. They are not strong enough. Just scavengers.” He kept his voice low as he spoke. Looking ahead of them as he offered to help the other to his feet. “It is not far. Do you think you can keep walking?”

Thank you!!!

I drew Julian!

* interview the muse

‘ do you miss anyone? ’

‘ how are you doing? ’

‘ do you believe in ghosts? ’

‘ what makes you laugh? ’ 

‘ list your top three bands or singers. ’ 

‘ how many blankets do you sleep with? ’

‘ does your name hold any special meaning to you? ’

‘ gum, cake, pie or ice cream? ’

‘ favorite book? ’

‘ are you a good person? ’

‘ describe love. ’

‘ have you ever taken part in an uprising? ‘

‘ favorite song? ’

‘ name a guilty pleasure. ’

‘ the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you today? ’

‘ tell me one truth and one lie. ’

‘ do you like people? ’

‘ what motivates you? ’

‘ describe the perfect weekend. ’

‘ any pet peeves? ’

‘ do you need a hug? ’

‘ would you like to have kids? ’

‘ do you have any tattoos? ’

‘ classical, oldies, punk, hip hop or country? ’

‘ when was the last time you cried? ’

‘ are you religious? ’

Ah. You’re alive, Monty. Hell of a shocker, really.

You will not be soon.

You need to cut your posts.

I'm sorry, but I'm very new and I have absolutely no idea how. I didn't even know that was a thing. Maybe next time be polite and maybe even just message me about it? Thanks.