I can’t say no to you Peach! Prompt came from HERE! Lexi is my apprentice!

Julian never really thinks about how coffee is always made for him in the morning- in fact, he never really thinks about how he’s actually been sleeping in (his version of sleeping in, of course) for the last couple of months. While most of his healing was done on his own terms, and he actually did work to go to bed earlier, he would not once deny that the fellow doctor who sipped from her own mug at the dining table, still bleary eyed and bed headed, had something to do with that too. He leans against the counter as he drinks his own coffee and gives a smile unbeknownst to him as he only stares at her for a time, taking note of the cute wisps of hair that flair out in messy strands. “Thank you for the coffee... you know me so well.”

Lexi starts to smile, then pauses to yawn into her mug. She sets the mug down and stretches her arms above her head before opening her eyes again, the same lost look of love in her emerald eyes that Julian swore he wandered into every single day. “Of course honey! After all- your heart is mine and mine is yours~ We just borrowed each others and never gave them back.”

He can’t help himself from giving a drowsy chuckle as he rounds the dining table and leans down to kiss her forehead. When he sets his mug down, his hands take purchase in rubbing her shoulders, unable to stop from just gently touching her, getting across just how sweet those honey-dipped words made him feel. “You’re such an eloquent poet... you always know the right thing to say...”

I took a little liberty with the sentence structure, I hope you don’t mind~ Prompt came from HERE!

“How are you feeling?” When they come in, Valerius swears that the candles in the room burn just a little bit brighter. Of course, he didn’t know much about magic, but he was sure that it wasn’t that which made everything so much more tender. They meander around for a moment, setting down a glass of water and a bit of breakfast before opening the curtains, all while the Consul began shifting beneath the covers. They’d only turned around the moment he had kicked the blankets off in frustration and pushed himself up on wobbly elbows. “Val- don’t strain yourself-” they reach out quickly, only ushered away when he grumbles to wait.

It didn’t kick in at first, only days later did the strain of arcane magic- although only for a few years as compared to others- finally catch up with its pending exhaustion and had hit him hard enough to the point where bed rest was essential. He despised it. He felt utterly vulnerable, weak, and useless and even began to wonder if Nadia might retract her previous sentiments towards his change. But that was a problem for another time. Although it all weighed heavily on his mind from time to time, he did find that there was one plus to being bed-bound, and that was the mage who often came to give him both company and assistance where needed.

He finally sat up fully with a few minutes of struggle, all while the mage stood a careful foot away with brow stitched in worry then soon smiling as Valerius’ struggle began to seep away. Only the next few days would tell if he’d get even better, but for now- he extended a hand to hold theirs and he gave a breathy sigh. “I don’t think I’ve said it yet, but thank you. Despite everything, you’re here for me. Despite all the things that went wrong in my life... you’ve managed to be the one thing that went right. I wish I can one day repay that in some way.”

Hi my name is ‘I am so sorry’ and prompt came from HERE!

I’ve never really had many regrets in my life- and I always do things in good faith or at least try to in the very least. I think, of all the decisions I’ve made, deciding to sell masks all those years ago was the best- because I got to meet you. I’ve felt so lost for the longest time before that, ever since I lost my parents. I was always looking for happiness, or a place to call home, or... or something that made me feel right and whole again...

And it was you, it’s always been you. You’re my happiness, my home, the person who makes me feel right and whole again. And I’m so sorry that these words come to you like this but... I love you. I don’t know what made me think that leaving home was right because not having you by my side is the worst torture I have ever imagined to be possible. You were right, and I’m coming back. I love you, and be safe. I’ll be back soon. 

--Asra

Dealers choice? I choose BOTH. Prompts from HERE!

“I can’t take it anymore…” Blood was pounding in his ears from just the confession alone. Tea this late at night while barely clothed tended to do this to him, and while in bed among the walls of pillows and hung up blankets it made his confession brimmed with romantic tension. It just made him feel like he was drowning, a pleasant agony that filled his lungs and prickled his skin, the feeling of deep and unconditional love that burned from his very core. He felt so… melodramatic.

But when they stared at him like that, he didn’t know how else to act. When they held his hand and stroked over his fingers, nuzzling into each pad, it made that drowning feel ever more like heaven. He didn’t worry about whatever happened outside of their bed haven. The torment of the Count was a footnote- an annoyance if anything. “I love you,” leaves him for the first time between them in a dreamy breath akin to the swimming adoration deep in his lavender eyes. 

Then they chuckle, not mocking or awkward, but a light and airy sound of all the relaxation between them slipping out around them. A kiss is so much more. The breath shared through them is revitalizing and gives Asra the energy to ache for them so much more. When they part, he can see the love from him reflected in their eyes, and they ache for him just as much if not more. They breathe out a calmed sigh, and murmur back, “I don’t think I could ever live without you...” 

I think you’re right in that I believe Muriel could potentially warm up to Julian-- and honestly my thoughts on this might be a bit skewed because I haven’t played any of Muriel’s route yet--- BUT

I think Muriel’s feelings on Julian might be similar to his feelings on the apprentice simply because of what the apprentice and Julian ‘put’ Asra through IE a lot of emotional pain. Obviously, they didn’t mean to do that (I don’t believe), but the apprentice did put Asra through grief because of their death while Julian was sorta just an escape for that emotional sorrow and also didn’t help Asra that much through healing terms. I feel like Muriel just sees the apprentice and Julian as Asra’s quick fixes for going through his own healing, and because Asra and Muriel are so close Muriel wouldn’t really like that. 

That being said, one on one time with Julian and the apprentice would CERTAINLY help with that healing and realizing just how good of people the apprentice and Julian could be, ESPECIALLY with mutual healing between the three of them. A lot of the early start of the relationship has to do with past healing- and I think especially between Muriel and Julian there would be quite a bit of respect coming on both ends as time goes on. 

Muriel’s insistance that Julian’s self-blame (in terms of the plague and the apprentice dying because of his lack of interference) is not needed REALLY helps Julian out, and in turn Julian’s dedication and hard work to become a better and healing man would definitely rub off on Muriel and make him appreciate the doctor more. 

As far as headcanons are concerned- Julian sort of helps Muriel reluctantly become a more outspoken and socially active (although not nearly as much as Julian is) person, and they both become more forward in terms of relationships. They still tend to counter each other in personality and wants, but they also move forward in a unique way. 

I think a poly relationship with them and MC would be difficult seeing as they counter each other so much. Although the respect and perhaps affection is there, I feel like Muriel would just get too overwhelmed by Julian sometimes. As long as Julian is willing to slow down for Muriel’s sake, it might be easier to traverse a potential relationship between the three of you. 

MC might end up playing the middle man a lot, a sort of bridge to help them coincide and bond even more. I can definitely see, while in a relationship, Muriel slowly becoming more forward with Julian in a physical sense- although it is slow. Intimacy between the two would be taken slowly and carefully, although it may be easier with MC in the picture. There is A LOT of cuddling and backrubs involved, and trio baths help in easing the nerves and heightening the romance. 

The further into the relationship the three become, the more Julian feels comfortable in becoming ‘spontaneous’ in the bedroom- going as far as to squeeze Muriel from behind and kiss between his shoulders despite the grumble he receives in turn. He’ll always get a reluctant smooch back if he asks for it though- and it’s always with a little, embarrassed smile. 

Me: *makes a post asking if yall want requests*

Yall: *loves me on the spot*