#oc: julian

[ehiiehn]

[oc] They made some gifts just for you !!~ (part of a collab project💖✨🌸💕)

#my art #art #artists on tumblr #my ocs #oc: Beau #oc: Zavi #oc: Julian #i had a lot of fun with this ☺️☺️☺️ #click the alt text to see what they made

[ehnrat]

These are BUGS (also known as Exiled Prince AU with buds and their ocs—Nate, Koda, Junko, y Nori

#my stuff #art #animations #oc: Julian #ehn misc

[rottengurlz]

When you get this, list 3 facts about your favorite sim and send it to the last 3 people in your notifications! Let's get to know each other's sims! 🤍

julian baby its ur chance!!!!!! tysm lex <3333 ILYYY

he grew up extremely weathly and spoiled the word "no" didn't exist in his dads vocabulary. His mom left when he was a baby and his dad always felt like he could never truly fill that void so he would give julian anything and everything he asked for hoping it could make up for it. His dad is very protective to a fault but loves him fiercely. His dad has every trophy and certificate he's ever won showcased somewhere in their house. He still brings up how Julian got student of the month ONE time in middle school.

he is the biggest virgin whore you will ever meet he is absolutely terrified of intimacy but craves it like starving man looking at a warm meal. Usually he'll just end up getting drunk and dance and make out with anyone he can get his hands on. He's taken a few people home but as soon as he's alone the fear and nausea sets in and he kicks them out.

in high school he wore bright blue contacts every day and tried convincing everyone they were his real eyes he was literally

#ask game #enzo u will forever be my love but Julian needs a chance too 😞 #oc: Julian #mysims

[peachyymomo]

girl that will only take her antidepressants if they're wrapped in a slice of cheese and her ugly dog

#i forgot how to draw i think #pokemon #pokemon art #pokemon fan art #anipoke #pokemon anime #pokemon sword and shield #pokemon journeys #swsh #oc: julian #dracovish

[riveer-shii]

Julian and his baby girl Maria.

He can be a heartless killer, but he loves his daughter.

Edit: this is her old design, because I have this drawing to be finished for some time, but just did today.

#my art #digital art #original character #original #necromancer #oc: julian #oc: maria #father and daughter bonding

[robbiefischer]

Hiiiiiii I have a prompt for you but also I have zero chill and love your OCs so much so I may be sending multiple prompts, but FOR NOW, from that holiday prompts list, 🔥 🦠🌲 for Julian and Niko? Maybe with my boy Niko as the one not feeling good?

It feels only fitting that I christen my blog with Niko and Julian, my not-even-a-little-bit-secret-faves. This is such a cute prompt, thank you and I hope you like this!

Niko & Julian

Holiday fluff prompts

Cuddling by the fire, sniffles & holiday movies

Julian watches Niko from the bed as his husband shuffles slowly through their bedroom. He's standing at the foot, just out of the shower dressed in joggers and a black t-shirt, rubbing a towel over his hair. He looks tired, his eyes heavy-lidded and shot slightly pink, irritated like he'd spent his whole shower rubbing the sleep and cold-ish irritation out of them. Niko's been extra busy at work for weeks, between preparing for an artist lecture series, a handful of pop-up exhibits, children's-night-at-the-museum and last night's opening of a much-talked-about traveling exhibition of a previously private collection. It's been exhausting, and the last few days of looking tired and rundown seem to have caught up with him.

"Do you even need to go in today? I thought last night's opening was your last big thing for a while... maybe let Archer handle things for you, he needs the experience." Julian keeps his tone light, casual, as he takes the towel from Niko and tosses it in the hamper. If he pushes too hard he knows Niko will likely drag himself into work out of sheer bloodymindedness.

It's so slight he might have missed it if he weren't watching his husband so closely, but the tension in Niko's body - stretched tightly from shoulder to shoulder - melts away at the suggestion. Julian busies himself making the bed; He smoothes the sheets back and fluffs up the pillows, giving Niko time to mull it over.

He's straightening the duvet, half-convinced Niko's gone back to getting dressed for work. But then Niko's at his side, perched on the edge of their bed. Julian slides an arm around around his shoulder and squeezes it gently.

"How are you feeling, sweet pea?" Julian asks. He runs a hand through Niko's shower-damp hair, and pulls him closer when Niko slouches against his chest into the touch.

"I'm dying," Niko coughs, sniffling a few times behind his wrist as he lets himself fall back in bed onto the pillows Julian's just rearranged then rubs at his eyes. "Call the attorney, I need to update my will."

"That bad?" Julian teases, not bothering to keep the slightest hint of a smile from his face. He knows Niko can't be feeling too rough if he has the energy to be dramatic about it all. Bad enough to want extra sympathy and fussing, maybe a touch more honey than usual in his tea, and to complain at Julian but not miserable. "Poor thing, you sound stuffy. Headache?"

"Scatter my ashes in the gentle waves of the Aegean," Niko mumbles through the pillow he's pressed his face into. Julian thinks he sees his head bob into a nod. "You get all of my stuff."

Julian rolls his eyes but a smile pulls at the corners of his mouth. He doesn't point out that of course he does, they're married. Instead, he rubs Niko's back, then presses a kiss into his hair. "Of course, love. Would you like some tea while we await the inevitable?"

"Ooooh, tea?" Niko peeks one eye out from his pillow and rubs at his nose. "Tea does sound nice, I could stick around for tea."

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It's a few hours later and Julian's pulling a tray of cinnamon rolls out of the oven when Niko shuffles into the kitchen, all sleep-warm and rumpled in one of Julian's sweaters, fingertips just barely peeking out from below the cuffs. Niko pads over to his side, sets his now empty mug on the countertop as he slips an arm around Julian's waist and presses his head against Julian's shoulder. A few strands of his dark hair are hanging down in front of his face and Julian strokes his fingers through them, pushes them back behind his ear then rests the side of his hand against Niko's brow. Warm, but barely. It's a relief, and when Julian speaks he knows his voice is utterly, impossibly fond.

"Did you get back to sleep, Izzy?" Julian asks. He hums a small sound of approval as Niko nods against him, tsks as he clears his throat roughly. "I'll make you some more tea for your throat, these need to cool for a bit. You want to go get comfy on the couch?"

"You made me cinnamon rolls?" Niko asks in a small voice, more congested than he'd sounded before his nap.

"I always make you cinnamon rolls," Julian says. He knows they're Niko's favorite, tempting even when nothing else sounds good. And it's a good distraction for him, all the mixing and kneading, instead of worrying about his husband.

"I know but... s'nice," Niko yawns, and his dark eyes go big and soft when he looks up at Julian after. "And you made a fire. In the living room. You know I love that."

"We have gas, Nik. I flipped a switch," Julian says, feeling his face flush a little. It doesn't feel like enough, not for his Niko. "It's not a big deal."

"Will you just let me appreciate you, please? God..." Niko says, sounding exasperated but oh so affectionate. His voice goes rough and cuts out in the middle, only to come back after a few hoarse coughs.

"Go lie down, sweet pea. I set up the Hallmark Channel for you. I'll be right there," Julian says, a little firmer this time. He'd set a bag of cough drops on the coffee table, next to a fresh bottle of water and Niko sounds like he needs both right now.

Niko's eyes brighten then, "oooooh that sounds ... w-wait. Shit." He turns his face away to muffle a congested, tired-sounding sneeze into his shoulder. He curses under his breath, and Julian waits as he pulls away to grab a tissue from the box on the kitchen island, sneezes again, and scrubs at his nose, sniffling a few times. He winces after, like the sneezes had kicked up the sore, swollen ache in his sinuses even more, and squeezes his eyes shut. Julian raises a thumb to brush away the shimmer of moisture beneath them then presses it to the bridge of Niko's nose, rubbing gentle circles as he murmurs a soft bless you. Niko nods and lets out a stuffy little sigh, then heads for the living room. Julian can hear him groan quietly as he lets himself fall onto the sofa.

The kettle chimes, water's poured into a mug for tea and Julian's just a minute behind him. Niko's already made himself comfortable and he shifts on the sofa towards the front of the cushions, patting the space behind him in invitation. Julian smiles as he sets down the mug of tea; Niko looks ready for another nap and he might just join him. He slides behind Niko, loops an arm around his waist and pulls him closer, other hand stroking lightly up and down his back.

"You set up my favorite movie!" Niko exclaims as he grabs for the remote on the coffee table.

Julian thinks back to all the times they've been in this exact same position; Niko's back pressed against his chest and his arms around his husband as he coughed and sniffled his way through a steaming mug of tea - "A Very Merry Magic" playing softly on the TV in the background. It's not that he likes it when Niko's not feeling well, but there's something about these quiet, warmly tender moments with his husband, when Niko's just so soft and affectionate, that he can't help but get lost in.

"Of course I did, sweet pea."

He presses a kiss to the back of Niko's neck, reaching down with the other hand to pull the blanket hanging over the sofa arm up and tuck it over both of them as the familiar notes of the opening credit music starts. Julian slides his eyes shut as Niko snuggles into him. He wouldn't miss these moments for anything.

#cillian writes #oc: julian #oc: niko #sickfic #fluff #i never really explored this aspect of niko in my fic before but i love it #you can accurately gauge how he's feeling by how dramatic he is #if he's absolutely miserable he's too exhausted and withdrawn to be the drama #julian can u pls let yourself be appreciated for gods sake #they're my favorites #i know i'm rusty i'm sorry it's been y e a r s #it'll get better #prompt fic

[bygoneboy]

forgot to post this here but. they're still everything to me

#oc: julian #oc: silas #myart #dungeons and dragons #dnd

[ghoulcountry]

these 3... my special little scrungles

left to right: julian (vampire), adrien (Generic Demon), felicity (succubus, former angel)

i've talked abt julian and adrien quite a bit in other posts n have mentioned their contentious relationship but haven't had the chance to talk abt how felicity fits into it all :))K

before meeting julian, adrien had a period of time where he was hiding out in the vatican pretending to be a priest for funsies. just to see how far he could get. felicity was an angel then, sent to his church to investigate potential corruption at best, possession at worst. she wasn't expecting to find just,, a wholeass demon throwing on a basic human disguise.

she still wanted to try and save him, so she worked to befriend him and instead got seduced. (by earth life more than him but u kno.) adrien gave her the whole spiel abt how if she was a demon they could be together forever and how she wouldnt be bound by gods rules and could see as much of the world as she wanted, and that he couldnt turn her but he knew some people who could. felicity willingly made a deal with a devil that she claims was to be with him but really was for her own freedom. she holds nothing against him and they're still bffs even after breaking up literally centuries ago and even though the process to become a demon was SUPER painful and involved snapping her wings off.

the other part is she's just the sunshiniest mf ur EVER gonna meet. bright side all day every day she literally still has the heart of an angel :')

she's also incredibly difficult to kidnap but julian eventually manages it as part of a crybaby revenge plan on adrien for dumping him. he forces her to retake her angelic form n tries to essentially tame her like she's a fuckin wild beast and shit goes wrong idk man i don't wanna say too much abt thisss particular bit just in case i ever like. Do anything w/ them lmao. ive written a bit of this scene out before actually maybe sometime i'll finish and post it somewhere who knows

#OC: julian #OC: adrien #OC: felicity #era: 2020

[t1op]

Out Of The Shadows

the regular version and lighter version. hate that different screens change the lighting

Julian is owned by and property of (me): Eyumsa Dalycs / THAT1ONEPERSON / T1OP

#my art #digital art #furry art #furry #furry character #bear #shadows #knife #oc: julian

[caninemotiff]

LAST LINE(S) TAG GAME

Someone tagged me a while ago and I didn't have anything I wanted to share at the time but now I do and I can't find the tag so I'm sorry!

WIP: ONE FOR SORROW

Death was where the balance frayed most often, where the threads wore thin and snapped. It had to do with human nature, his Ma always said, most other creatures found death to be the resolution of life, humans complicated things, made them both at once smaller and impossibly large. And so death was not always final. And so the Silveras were always busy.

TAGGING (no pressure)

For The Game: @serpentarii / @magic-is-something-we-create / @encrucijada

General Taglist: @stormharbors / @ladywithalamp / @philocalizt / @wildswrites / @darkgazer / @muddshadow / @ghostschemes / @lockejhaven / @froggywriter / @nightjarz / @moariin / @funerals-weddings-and-balls

#writeblr #tag game #last line tag #wip: one for sorrow #oc: jules #oc: julian #oc: julian silvera #the king speaks #black dog wip

[gyernon]

encounter

i just felt like drawing jules in their agent outfit :]

#out of context lore! #my art #oc: julian #agent 3 #splatoon 2 #tmiap #digital art #splatoon art #my ocs #three mollusks in a pod

[ehiiehn]

[oc] The All Powerful Julian Malachi-Florence Nightingale III 🪄✨

#really happy with how this experiment turned out I was having a lot of fun with this UWAAAA #art #my art #oc: Julian #my ocs #ehiiehn

[ehnrat]

It’s the Julian Malachi Florence Nightingale the Third !!! Shorten his name and he’ll blast you (and accidentally himself)

#oc: Julian #mage #art #my ocs #my stuff

[rottengurlz]

whats five random facts about an OC of ur choice?

OK OK I’ll choose Julian to fawn over!!

1. He smells like cardamom and cedar wood just naturally smells very fresh, citrusy, and woodsy

2. While drunk on his 21st birthday he got a shitty butterfly tramp stamp and a tattoo of a man’s name he made out with at the bar and never spoke to again (his name was kevin 😒)

3. He’s 5ft 6 inches

4. He uses the quivering bottom lip and puppy dog eyes on his dad whenever he wants money and it works every. time.

5. In elementary school he collected pencil top squishies and made everyone jealous because he had so many of them. He even made squishies black market at his school and would secretly hide behind a tree on their playground and trade squishies with other students. His favorite ones were the frog and monkey

(This is what the squishies looked like)

#asks #oc: Julian #THANK U FOR ASKING ILY

[peachyymomo]

two sopping wet cats what will happen

#pseudochamp nation all two of you EAT UP /silly #pokemon #pokemon art #pokemon fan art #anipoke #swsh #oc x canon #oc: julian #hop pokemon

[riveer-shii]

Everyone has done things in the past that they aren't proud of, and never want to talk about it.

Maria doesn't understand why people hate her father and treat him like a monster. Julian prefer to never tell her, he fear what she might think of him if she knew...

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I just heard this audio on Instagram and wanted to give it a go.

#my art #digital art #oc #original character #oc: julian #oc: maria