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juls-writes' writeblr re-intro!

hello! I'm juls! I'm doing a writeblr re-intro because since I was last active on here, I have a small handful of new wips, and there's new people following me, so this is my way of saying hello! nice to meet you!

i'm 29, use she/her and he/him pronouns (completely interchangeably!), and live in canada's pacific northwest. I moved here in 2022 to go back to uni, where I'm double majoring in english and writing. aside from my fantasy novel projects, I also write poetry.

tag games and asks are always welcome! although I used to run a taglist, I'm afraid I found it tough to keep up with so I won't be running those any longer. each of my projects has a page linked on my blog (and will be linked ahead, here) with following links to excerpts and aesthetics.

celestial wip / the stars and the spaces between them

"It’s not a shortcoming to be romantic. To love and be loved. I think the immortal view of it can get muddied and diluted, after a while. And it can be beautiful to take love for granted, in a way. But the urgency and immediacy of the human experience has always been more attractive to me.”

stars are falling from the sky, and as it grows darker with every passing night, more celestial mages disappear. even the Celestials themselves, the constellation gods, are on the wanted lists. celestial mage June finds herself persuaded - along with her childhood friend, Theo - by Sagittarius, and a mysterious talking raven, to join the fight and go searching for other trapped Celestials to join forces.

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bastards wip / delano

"Sounds like you had a good thing and let it get away. Really Yeranos, what's the worst that could have happened from taking him at his word?" "Execution."

Yeranos, world-renown sorcerer and ex-academy professor, dutifully follows his prophecy and assassinates the king. Even though he knows he has to die for what he's done, self-preservation wins out for better or worse and he evades capture - at least until bounty hunter extraordinaire Delano, Yeranos' ex-best friend, is hired to hunt him down.

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flower wip / the flower trawlers

"Someone once said that the tech – technology – on this ship had taken over the wood itself, and that’s why it seems alive. Is that it? Or is it magic?" "Magic, science. What's the difference? If Dorothy’s alive thanks to wires running through every plank and mast, that’s magic enough for me."

In a flooded future, Marietta dreams of working on the massive Flower Trawlers ship, creating intricate bouquets for clients and traveling the seas. When she finally gets the opportunity to leave her floating house and join them, she meets Jun, her competition, and her bunkmate, Ren. Even though work is a dream at first, over time Marietta learns to stop and smell the roses; and in the underbelly of the ship, something is rotting.

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i rolled for both of these and got 2 (yero) for the first and 4 (my choice - delano, since he's been missing for these) for the second

🔥 : What’s a surefire way to make your OC get flustered?

yero tries to be all calm waters and steady seas and whatever but the truth is he's a mess. not a breakdown waiting to happen. he's like, always breaking down, under the surface. (hulk voice: that's my secret) so it's pretty easy for specific people (see: delano) to get him flustered. physical touch is the easiest, especially neck/shoulder area, but an honest compliment will also do the trick.

🧸 : Into public displays of affection or are they more reserved?

For the first little bastard that pops into mind.

I rolled a 1 for this which means sagittarius again! fucker.

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I'm gonna roll a d4 for these upcoming questions since no one specified... 1 is sag, 2 is yero, 3 is delano, and 4 is my choice. :3

I was supposed to find the phrase "Do you trust me?" and this is the closest I have.

“You don’t trust me?” Delano asks. I laugh, rudely. “Why should I?” “I’m helping you run away,” he argues. “I’m buying you time.” I gape at him for a moment, giving him a chance to take it back. “I’ll chase you,” I say then, in a too-deep voice that’s nonetheless a perfect copy of Delano’s deep gravelly tones. His expression sours further as I continue, mockingly, “I won’t stop chasing you. It’s my favourite game, and I always come first.” He scowls at me. I didn’t expect to see him so upset over it. I open my palms in a show of innocence. “Your words. Not mine.” Delano hesitates before he says, “I said I always win, not always come first.” “Oh my god.”

I will taaaaag anyone who sees this and wants to. Plus @legiomiam and @saphoblin. huehuehue.