PinkMoonApprentice

julian devorak x reader

a crazy night with your favorite doctor

warnings: fluff?? pretty domestic actually for something about murder talk about a sweat drop

a/n: i didn't plan for this to go this way, i played it by ear

this was not how the night was supposed to go.

"now before you do that light up magic thing, you have to promise me that you will be calm and rational" julian's words coming slow and careful as he stayed hidden in an alley next to the rowdy raven.

"i'm always calm and rational." came your response as you tried to get closer to where he'd tucked himself behind barrels.

julian stepped out of the shadows and into the dim lighting at the mouth of the alley. you dropped your bag upon seeing him.

blood was everywhere. drenching his clothes, staining his face, arms, even legs. his patch was nowhere to be found and both of his stunning grey eyes stared at you.

"who the hell did—" he cupped a clean hand over your mouth whilst his finger hovered over his mouth.

"i was doing an act at the theater and it turned into a brawl, the fake pomegranate juice got everywhere and it clumped to me when people started throwing disgusting powdered candy."

he brought his hand to his lips, licking up the vermillion substance and crushing a fiery kiss to your lips before you could think.

he was right. sugary popping candy nearly drowned out any taste of pomegranate on julian's tongue. it was sweet, but the kiss was far from it. when he pulled away, you blinked still trying to register what happened and the kiss julian nearly got you drunk off of.

"but this blood might become very real as there was a very angry patron who—"

"julian, what the hell?"

he pulled you both into the shadows, nodding and running a hand through his hair. "you're right. i'm so sorry. how are you tonight, love? you look ravish... why do you look more beautiful than usual? who is this for?"

he raised a brow as he examined you. one of his white shirts hung loosely on you and a wine colored vest portia graciously found in mazelinka's old chest. paired with pants that really showed off everything from the waist down.

"you're in costume?"

"valerius has that party-"

julian cringed. the one he promised to escort you to. you even asked him what to dress up as and here you were, a nevivion pirate. you'd even drawn the symbol most pirates wore on your neck.

guilt flushed his chest and his heart sank into his chest. he had gone to the theater for a play and completely forgotten about his duties to be your date for the night.

this was not how the night was supposed to go.

"it's alright—"

"no, love. i.. you were really looking forward to seeing asra"

it shouldn't have hurt so bad when he said it, but bringing it up made you feel a bit of an ache. you hadn't seen asra in nearly a year from the constant travelling around with julian.

you brushed it off, cupping his face and wiping pomegranite from his cheek. the small smile you offered only made julian feel worse.

"there will be more opportunities."

julian cupped your cheek, but before he could respond someone shouted behind you both. "we should actually be running right now!"

both of you took off in a sprint, weaving through alleys and dodging people on streets. julian did the latter as his long limbs would bump people every now and again as he tried not to trip over himself.

they were getting closer when julian bolted left into an alley, pulling you with him when you pulled him back into an empty building.

"i think they went this way!"

both of you were panting, trying to cool yourselves down in spite of how close your bodies were pressed against the wall.

julian was muttering out apologies for potentially ruining your entire night when you finally managed to wheeze out your laughter.

"that was amazing!" you cupped his cheeks and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips making julian grin and raise his brow.

"usually when people are about to get murdered, amazing isn't the word they would use to describe it." julian smiled as he leaned over where you were leaned on the wall. his arm by your head as his face dipped closely to yours. "maybe it's all the adrenaline, my dear."

"adrenaline ashmenaline. that was better than any party i could've gone to." you smiled, leaning up so your faces were inches apart. "i want to go again."

"well, well, well... it seems we've found our old friend doctor devorak and.. who is this lovely creature?" one of them grinned from the doorway of the empty building.

"it looks like you'll have that chance, love!" julian tugged you out of a window, you stumbled, but the same man that was nearly tripping himself tugged you beneath an arm and sprinted down the alleyway.

with julian's arm holding you by the waist close to his side, you could see the frantic men running behind him with swords out and arms raised.

you twisted out of his arm to run beside him, "what on earth did you do?!"

"they didn't take kindly to poetry about their ships!"

in front of you, you spied two horses hauling a wagon with stacked barrells. you practically shoved julian towards the wagon, both of you climbing up the structure as you muttered a spell that made the barrells go tumbling towards the men.

the wagon collapsed and both of you jumped on the horses. they reared and you'd both taken off towards the markets, racing each other as the men themselves still tried to catch you.

"we should do this every night!" julian shouted as you guided your horse to take lead through besuvia's busy streets.

"every night?! and miss a good night's sleep?" you glanced back at him, but the one glance made your heart swell.

julian's brows furrowed and a daring smile on his face. his tall figure was leaned forward on the chestnut horse he rode. a confident smile on his face as he passed you to take lead.

it was rare for him to ever look like this even in his most comfortable state. here, in the middle of danger, high on adrenaline, and running from pirates, julian looked his best.

this was not how the night was supposed to go.

"a fair point! this way!" you'd turned right and bolted out towards the higher classes of vesuvia.

you slowed down, julian laughing as he reached over and took your hand. both your steeds huffing and grumbling as they slowed.

"amazing. quite a show you put on there, y/n." he smiled, pressing a kiss to your knuckles before he leaned forward murmuring praises to the horse.

"i think we stole a couple of horses, julian." you sighed as you tangled your fingers in the mane of your steed.

"tomorrow, my love." julian sighed, casting you a warm smile. "we worry tomorrow."

you turned your eyes to the houses around you. beautiful, elegant homes were built here. the aqueducts looked cleaner, the sidewalk looked as if you could eat off of it.

"it's beautiful here." julian smiled, mindlessly threading one of his hands through the mane of the horse he rode.

"would you like a house here, ilya?"

his given name usually would've made him fluster, but this time around he smiled. a sigh coming from his lips, "i would love for pasha to have a home here. i don't think our children would care too much for being royalty."

"our children?"

julian nodded without missing a beat. he flushed then when he realized what he was suggesting, "only if you're open to the idea."

"i'll run it by my council."

he chuckled, turning so you saw the fond smile dancing on his lips.

with both his eyes on display so outwardly, it was a little overwhelming. paired with that soft smile? your heart raced at the mere sight of him. how could you not? he'd come so far as to be this confident.

"you saved my life." his bowed deeply, nearly falling off his horse. "how may i ever repay my beautiful hero?"

there he was. your ever dramatic doctor pirate.

"promise me we will be together forever and always." you clenched a hand over your heart, gazing up to beautiful stars above.

"it is forbidden!" julian cried out in agony, thrusting a hand into his hair. "for we may never be together as long as we live in amongst the rules of this damned nation! my sister wouldn't allow it—"

"yes, she would—"

"oh, how she would strangle me for—"

"refusing my hand."

groans and insults thrown from windows. you and julian took off in a fit of laughter, rushing down the streets until you'd come upon a path sheltered by brillant oaks.

both you and julian had taken the time to get off your horses and walk down the wide road. one hand entwined with his while the two of you lead your horses.

"should we ever be in that position, i would run away with you." you confessed.

julian furrowed his brows, shaking his head. my love, i would never want you to give up everything you know to be with me."

"and i would never want you to give up everything you know to be alone." you smiled, pulling his hand to press a kiss to his knuckles. "i would know that you wouldn't be alone and that would be better than casting you off to suffer in isolation."

julian's eyes were shut when he tilted his head up so his face was to the sky. a shaky breath escaping his mouth before he finally decided to speak. "when you say beautiful things like that, it makes me want to give you my entire world."

"i don't understand how that would work." you tugged him close by the nape of his neck to peck his cheek. julain pulled back revealing his furrowed brows and twisted lips. "you're already my world, how could you give me more than that?"

julian stopped walking, a sticky cheek pressing to your neck. the pomegranate and sugar still lingering on his cheek from earlier.

"i gave you a night that started because of a brawl that ended with me in pomegranate juice and sugar. we get chased through vesuvia, magically steal two horses, profess our love to strangers, and here you are declaring that you want no one else, but me."

"don't forget about the part where we have children." you smiled making him laugh into your shoulder before pulling away to gaze at you with tear-filled eyes.

"the council unanimously decided?"

"the council wanted to keep the dramatics in play. they already had their answer before their brief recess."

"one of them better have my name!" portia was practically squealing as she rushed over.

nadia, asra, and muriel not far behind. muriel went straight for the horses, but not before bidding you a quiet hello.

"at least you two had fun." nadia smiled as she watched portia squeeze the air from your lungs. "as it turns out, vlastomil's worms crashed the party."

"so julian finally settles down." asra's teasing grin made the redhead smile.

"i don't think you've met my darling dear." he shot you a grin, "anyone would be lucky to stand next to them."

asra wrapped his arms around you, a gentle laugh escaping him upon finally seeing you again. "to think you would be here to tell me you were going to be parents."

nadia brushed off julian's shoulder, "i'd love to be a godmother."

"as long as i get to be the godfather." asra grinned, turning to you with a teasing smirk.

"you get to be godfather as long as you don't teach them to get revenge on their bullies with magic."

asra shook his head, "i can't promise that."

portia laughed, picking up a stick to imitate a sword. "and i will teach them the ways of a pirate."

julian went to chastise portia when muriel's voice cut through, "and i'll teach them to properly care for horses."

asra immediately latched onto muriel, teasing him while portia and nadia discussed names. you and julian walked hand and hand with down the road with your friends at your side.

this was not how the night was supposed to go.

Asra as Apollo, God of Medicine, Healing and the Sun

Julian as Dionysus, God of Wine, Theater, and Madness

Nadia as Hera, Queen of the Gods

Portia as Demeter, Goddess of Agriculture, Fertility, and Sacred Law

Muriel as Hephaestus, God of Fire, Forgery and Metal Work

Count Lucio as Zeus, King of the Gods

Nadia:

Nadia isn’t too taken aback by this truth you’ve told her. She knew there was something different about you. Perhaps a little weird, a little bizarre, this wonderful magician who doesn’t quite mesh perfectly in Vesuvia.

Nadia never quite blended in here, either. But the years she’s spent in Vesuvia have made it a home away from home, for her. She’s so glad to share it with you.

The Countess will want to know everything about your home. What sorts of technology do people from your time use? Are you from the future or the past? What sights have you seen?

Primarily Nadia is going to be concerned with your death from the Red Plafue. What are the effects of dying in a time which doesn’t belong to you? How does your timeline change when it happens? Was all memory of you erased, in the time you once called home?

Bearing those questions in mind....aren’t there people waiting for you? Friends or family? Do they know what you can do?

Nadia will be hunting through her library to study the theory behind time travel and how this is physically and magically possible. She starts with the mythologies and progresses from folktales into the sciences, toward the physics of it.

It’s groundbreaking! Even she, a brilliant inventor and a formidable diplomat, didn’t see this sort of thing as merely possible, let alone probable. Sometimes it’s hard for her to wrap her head around the fact that this, that you are really real.

Nadia isn’t shy when she tells you she’s glad you’ve stayed in Vesuvia with her. She’s honored to call you her love, her gifted traveling companion.

Julian:

Julian can’t lie about this; he’s both intrigued and frightened. Not only are you a time traveller, but you’re a time traveller brought back to life, after being killed by a deadly disease in the wrong timeline

It’s going to take him awhile to wrap his head around it all. Time travel is science and magic brought together and Julian is scared shitless! This strange alchemy is....a lot for him.

What he’s more frightened of is living a life without you. What if someday you do decide to leave? To leave him here alone to go have adventures of your own, in the future or the past? What unbelievable things will he be missing out on if you leave him behind? What unfathomable dangers!?!

Once he gets over the initial shock, Julian’s going to start researching. And he will not stop until he understands how this happened, on his own terms. Physics isn’t within his expertise as a doctor, but he’ll be damned if he can’t figure some of this out. It’s what he does

When you tell him that you’re staying he’s...well he’s elated! Relieved! But he doesn’t understand why until you tell him you’ve chosen to stay because you love him. That you feel at home here in Vesuvia, much more than you did at home, whenever that was.

Tell him stories about the when and where of your home when he can’t sleep. Sure it might keep him awake, but he loves to hear your voice and your strange tales.

Eventually, he might just agree to visit the distant past or luminous future, as long as you’ll be there to help him through the culture shock surrounding hand sanitizer and real, actual blood transfusions. (He can hardly believe he was right about the blood transfusions!!!)

Wait, wait....espresso!!? It’s what now!? Super coffee?!? Sign Julian the fuck up.

Asra:

Of course, Asra knew something like this was afoot. Or at the very least he seriously suspected something about you not quiiiiite...belonging. Here. In Vesuvia. Since his parents disappeared he’s felt similarly.

Of course he didn’t care about that. You’re his best friend, his lover, his partner in magic and crimes. It only makes sense that your origin story is just as twisted and bizarre as his.

He’ll want to travel with you. He won’t have to ask, you’ll simply.....know it—know that he wants to see history and time through your eyes.

You’ll be able to overcome the feelings of resentment by talking this through with him. You know he wants to see the world with you. All its iterations, constantly fluctuating between past and future. But he’s gone on so many journeys without you before.....

Once the two of you are in the same page about wanting to be together, no matter what or where, it’s only a question of when you will go first. The past? The future? Anything is possible. Really, truly anything.

Eventually the two of you will see so many wonders of the world. The ancient times, the eras of technology and science, but Vesuvia will always be your home and Asra is deeply, graciously thankful that you’ve decided to stay in Vesuvia and experience its Renaissance together, with him.

No matter what time or place you’re in, you wake up together in one another’s arms. Wouldn’t it be fun to see the music festivals of the future, with their bright lights and warped, electric tunes? Or the gatherings of ancient bards in the fields for the solstice? Truly there is no limit with Asra at your side.

Muriel:

Muriel is amused and a little intimidated by all this. He always told Asra there was something weird about you, and he was correct. He won’t float about that, but he suspected it so strongly...

After you’ve explained, Muriel has to firmly decide that no he absolutely does not want to visit New York City in the 21st century OR the 19th. Thanks but no thanks. Miss him with that.

He could be more easily convinced to visit the past. Abandoned castles and enormous forests, seeing animals long since extinct. Exploring the quiet hollow hills where ancient kings were laid to their rest....That would thrill him.

Muriel has questions but most of them have to do with the past. His past. The history of his family and their people.

Of course you’ll bring him to visit the ancient Kokhuri! You can visit the more recent generations of his family, too—as covertly as possible. Of course you’ll camp in the forests of old, learn the trades and crafts and cuisines of his people. Maybe....he’ll even have fun!

Think of meeting a young Khamgalai. Muriel can’t even conceive of that. What do you mean, she was young once? Sounds fake but okay.

Not so secretly, Muriel is glad that Asra brought you back. He was skeptical; he warned Asra against doing it; telling his friend that this was a dangerous game. He was right, but he had no idea how expansive your talents really were, or how wonderful you were. He’s glad to know now.

Things work out so strangely, and he will learn that this is not specific to his time and place. The truth is always stranger than fiction, after all.

And, of course, the truth is that Muriel loves you. He would feel so deeply alone without you, and it took a plague, a resurrection, and his best friend for him to see it. No, he wouldn’t trade his timeline for any other. And he’s....he’s happy you’ve decided to stay.

Lucio:

Wait Wait wait, backup. You can travel through time?! Lucio always wanted to see the world outside of the Scourgelands but this is....this is something else. Becoming a mercenary freed him from the oppression of his home, but it didn’t prepare him for this.

Lucio is baffled to know that a time where no red plague existed. But he’ll be devastated to learn about the Black Death, the sweating sickness, the pox, the flu, covid19...the red plague was hardly special. He’s not sure how to feel about this aside from a guilty relief.

He never imagined this sort of thing to be possible. Sure there’s magic spells to cast and deals with long buried arcane entities to be made. Of course there are other realms but...to travel in time...?

The idea freaks Lucio out, but not as much as the thought thrills him.

Is there a scourge in the future? Are there great, towering kingdoms ruled by opulent people like himself? Are things better?

You won’t get Lucio to shut up about this, never ever. But you will have to help him keep it quiet. Think if everyone knew....chaos unprecedented would reign over Vesuvia, and not the fun sort.

yes you will bring him where he wants to go. No he cannot take over the future United States of America, no matter who’s in charge of the place. And no, he would absolutely not enjoy Alaska even if the name sounds cool. But you might be able to convince him to go to Miami or down the shore for summer break...

“Wait, what the hell is a summer break!?”

Portia:

Please teach Portia the popular slang and turns of phrase from your time!!! Pretty please!? She would love to know the lingo of the past and future! Come on, MC!! She wants to sound like a cool person too!

Pasha has so very many questions about when you come from, and where. Tell her all about the places you’ve been, she will listen and try her best not to interrupt with rampant questions.

She wonders about your dying but doesn’t immediately ask. Partially because she’s afraid to know the answers, and partially because she’s quite caught up in the stories of piracy and sea stories from your time.

Tell her about aéroplanes and hot air balloons, dirigibles and helicopters—She’ll absolutely lose her mind when she discovers air travel is a thing. Could you pppleeeaaaase bring her on an airship!?! Pretty please!! Are there sky pirates!?!?!?

Bring her to see the enormous oceanliners of the future, the ancient log carved longboats of Vikings long, long dead and in the earth. She’ll be so delighted and awed she’ll end up still and quiet.

Of all the times and places of earth...why would you stay here? You’ll have to tell her that there are many more artifacts referencing the future than she ever thought, right here in Vesuvia.

You’re not the only one in Vesuvia not from its timeline. Volta has crazy things in her secret room in her mansion which never existed during the Renaissance. The door Nadia built is based on the bank vaults of the past, left in moldering tomes written by orher travelers. It takes a skilled eye to spot them, and the two of you will find all of them.

Asra: 

Realizes fast that you are slower and adjust his pacing to yours.

Takes your hand to help you run.

Finds a place to hide when you are too tired to continue.

Julian:

The man got LEGS, so he runs like a fucking horse. Especially in dangerous situations.

You have to scream for him to wait for you. “BLOODY HELL, JULIAN, WAIT FOR ME!”

Without a second thought, he picks you up his shoulders, gripping your legs tightly so you dont fall. “Up we go, short legs.” he says smirking.

Nadia:

She picks you up bride mode from the start.

She is so graceful that you almost felt bad.

Even tho she is running at full speed, she can still speak clearly very close to you face that its fine, you are not that heavy.

Muriel:

You dont even tried, and he doesnt start running without you.

“Pick me up, it will be faster” you say, making him blush.

“… O-ok” he excuses to pick you up bride mode.

Portia:

You thought just because she is your height running would be fine. Boooy, how wrong you were.

Portia has a INFINITY amount of stamina, runs like a bear. And is also strong as one.

She CAN and she WILL carry you if you start to get tired.

Lucio:

He dashes forward without even looking back.

Only realizes that you stay behind when he sees that he is talking to nothing.

Arcana Interaction Prompts List here

(Most of these, if not all, are GN Reader btw!💝✨💞💖)

💜Asra Alnazer💙

Headcanons

As a grandparent

As a parent

When you don’t want kids

When they’re sick

When you’re sick

When you say you’re insecure

When you’re stressed

💜Nadia Satrinava💖

Headcanons

As a grandparent

As a parent

When you don’t want kids

When they’re sick

When you’re sick

When you say you’re insecure

When you’re stressed

❤️Julian Devorak🖤

Headcanons

As a grandparent

As a parent

When you don’t want kids

When they’re sick

When you’re sick

When you say you’re insecure

When you look cute, but are very brash, but are also very soft in private

When you’re stressed

🤍Lucio Morgasson💛

Headcanons

As a grandparent

As a parent

When you don’t want kids

When they’re sick

When you’re sick

When you say you’re insecure

When you look cute, but are very brash, but are also very soft in private

When you’re stressed

🧡Portia Devorak❤️

Headcanons

As a grandparent

As a parent

When you don’t want kids

When they’re sick

When you’re sick

When you say you’re insecure

When you’re stressed

💚Muriel Kokhuri🖤

A Confession

Headcanons

As a grandparent

As a parent

When you don’t want kids

When they’re sick

When you’re sick

When you say you’re insecure

When you look cute, but are very brash, but are also very soft in private

Here ya go!💖(*・∀-)☆

Muriel/Lucio/Julian(separately) x GN Reader

💚Muriel🖤

You honestly remind him of a chipmunk

You’re so cute yet so energetic

He gets embarrassed around you sometimes

You two will be in the market and you’ll hear someone mention your name

“Who the hell said my name?” “Stop that.” “But what if they were talking smack?”

He’ll have to practically drag you back to the hut so you don’t cause a commotion in public

It’s odd to him how the minute you’re back at the hut, you’ll start cooning over him

“I’m sorry, Muriel. I know how you are in crowds of people. I swear I’m working on...that.”

You know he doesn’t like it when you cause a scene

It’s fine with him as long as you’re improving

He definitely finds you weird, but he adores you

🤍Lucio💛

You seem so...arrogant

What do you mean that’s also how he acts?!

Oh wait, you’re right

“You think just because you’re cute that you can talk that way?” “You think just because you’re the Count that you can act the way you do?”

He WILL be pouty with you for awhile after that

He’ll just be sulking in his bedroom when you walk in

“Hmph..” “Lucio, please. I’m sorry.”

Okay he wasn’t expecting this

He definitely also wasn’t expecting you to hold him and attack his face in gentle kisses

“Ohh~ I’m not complaining, but HMPF-”

You place a harsh kiss to his lips

“I just get like that sometimes. I’m working on it.”

You don’t wanna be a hypocrite. Telling Lucio to improve himself when you act the same way sometimes.

He honestly doesn’t mind if this is how you apologize

🖤Julian❤️

Holy crow, you remind him abit of his old crew

I mean, come on, they were pirates

He asks you if you’re secretly a pirate

“What? No.” “Because you can tell me...” “I’m seriously not.”

Expect him to be swooning over you all the time

What can he say? He loves that you’re straight foward and know what you want.

But then you’re ALSO soft with him when no one else is around??

Oh, how generously the gods have blessed him with you

“Ohoho, my dear. Getting soft on me?”

You’ll cuddle him closer to you, “Only for you.”