#☕A Tall cup of Joe~ {Julian}

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@crowstabbed​ asked: ❝  I just didn’t like the way they were looking at you.  Like you weren’t mine.  ❞ (Danny to Julian)

jealous, fiercely protective and territorial prompts || ACCEPTING

☕Julian couldn’t help but chuckle softly, a small smile gracing their lips. A low hum left them as they lightly brought a hand up to tilt Danny’s chin up towards him while his other arm was wrapped around their waist since the other was leaning against his side. “Hey hey hey... Relax Wildcat... I’m not going anywhere... I only have eyes for you.” He murmured softly, lightly bumping his forehead against theirs as he stared into their eyes; pressing a kiss to the tip of their nose.

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Wednesday Verse

🔮Mikaela Reid, a psychic who happens to move back to Jericho to work at the Weathervane with her roommate and best friend, Julian. She keeps it a secret that she’s a psychic, although the fact that she does tarot readings and often seems to always know exactly what people want definitely doesn’t do much to hide it.

☕Julian Nevera, a normal guy who happens to not mind the ‘weirdness’. Especially considering his roommate as well as best friend. He works at the Weathervane and generally sort of shrugs off anything odd that may or may not come around. He’s always there to help and support Mikaela no matter what since he knows how tough it is to be different and not fit in.

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@heartstabbed​ asked: ✿ Danny to Julian

send a flower get a generated hug/kiss || NO LONGER ACCEPTING || all over kiss

☕Julian was laying in bed, mostly he was just waiting for his boyfriend to finish showering and come to bed. After all it had been a long day and they hadn’t seen him at all, so they planned on showering him with kisses. They were so wrapped up in their thoughts that they almost missed the other getting into bed with them, smiling a bit they leaned over to press a kiss to his lips before peppering more all over their face as they gave a low hum.

“Mmm I missed you...”

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WHY DID THE AUTHOR KILL YOU OFF?

Morals=Mortality

Every story has themes, with lessons within those themes. Your death was in service of one (or more) of these, your life made forfeit in favor of imparting wisdom... or what the author presented as wisdom. Were you too kind? Too trusting? Too forgiving? Did a cruel author kill you to prove that happy endings do not exist? Or were you too proud to ask for help? Too angry to let the past go? Did the author hold a mirror up to the protagonist, showing them your death where the reflection was supposed to go? On one hand, your death is pitiable, for it does not belong to you. On the other, you have been granted a gift many spend their whole lives searching for: A purpose. May you find comfort and truth within the circumstances of your demise (and may we all).

Death As Redemption

Some things cannot be forgiven. What a shame, then, that so many consider forgiveness to be the be-all, end-all of character redemptions. Or that forgiveness in itself is the redemption. Whatever sins you committed, whatever actions weigh your soul down, the author has decided that you cannot make up for it... and so they will not let you try. No, you will not even be allowed to try and put as much positivity into the world as possible (you cannot restore the balance, but surely you could do something?). Instead, there is only one thing to do: Sacrifice yourself. You'll take a bullet meant for the hero, or tackle the villain off a cliff (dooming you both), or you'll use the last of your magic to get everyone else out safely. When the heroes speak of your death, they will act as if you have undone all your wrongs, as if dying was the holiest gift you were capable of giving. I cannot help but wonder... how much more could you have done, if you had only been given the chance?

Somebody Had To Go

Sorry, kid. Really, honestly, I'm sorry. Someone had to die, for one reason or another, and you drew the short straw this time around. This wasn't a matter of surprise. No, your death wasn't meant to be a shock, wasn't meant to rattle the audience to their core. Your life was a debt, an obligation. Somebody had to go, because the story needed weight, needed sacrifice, needed the conflict to have consequences. Maybe you had the perfect balance of "emotional impact" and "lack of loose ends", or maybe the author just didn't know what else to do with you. Regardless... you deserved better. Another writer could have given you more time and a better death, if even a death at all. At least your fans will never forget- at least they will forge their own stories, tales in which you live to see another day.

Tagged by: @smalltownbcy​

Tagging: Whoever would like to steal this!

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@crowstabbed​ asked: Smash or Pass: Danny for Julian

Smash or Pass || ACCEPTING || responding to this

☕Julian had been working on his own assignments when Danny had all but sauntered in with nothing and brushed aside their books and posed them the question. They stared at them for a good long minute before sighing softly and getting up, bringing a hand up to cradle his cheek before pressing a kiss against his lips.

“Well... I suppose I can take a break to smash you... since your quite determined to show me.”