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Tweak says, "Fearest not thou's shoes :D"

Raziel (illustratedraz) wrote in 20somethings,
@ 2021-12-24 21:01:00

Entry tags:

c: juliet nott, c: raziel abadi, d: 2027 12, Ω: rp

rp: new beginnings
Who: Raziel & Juliet
What: Exchanging Christmas Gives
When: Christmas Eve, 2027
Where: Juliet's
Warnings: TBD
Status: In-progress

The pair had made plans to get together at Juliet’s place on Christmas Eve. It was the only time they had between all of the family things that were going to be happening with the holidays. Shopping for Juliet had gone so much easier for Raziel than shopping for anyone else in his family. He had her gift tucked away safely in a dresser drawer weeks before the actual day. It was even wrapped in beautiful silver wrapping that reflected the colors of the room. The long necklace box held inside a beautiful bloodstone that would help heighten her psychic abilities, while also grounding her. The stone was used for centering and grounding, his grandmother had taught him that it vibrated at the frequency of the root chakra. He had hopes that it would help her find more control over her powers, potentially magnify them.

Raziel was so excited to give her the necklace, but he knew he had to wait until after dinner. They had the whole night ahead of them, and so he kept the silver package tucked neatly away inside his expandable jean pocket. The white sweater was pulled over that, with his favorite winter jacket. He apparated to the spot just inside her front door, where he slid out of his shoes, and deposited his jacket. It was only then that he stepped further into the main room, his smile bright. “Juliet?” he called out, announcing himself.

He stood there with a bottle of wine in one hand, and a plate of cookies from his mother in the other. “I hope you don’t mind, mum sent a gift along. Her favorite cookies, Christmas Nankhatai cookies,” he said, while holding the plate aloft for her to see. The beautiful green and red spiraled cookies were a favorite in the family. His grandmother had always made them.

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illustratedraz
2022-01-05 02:34 am UTC (link)

He had learned to read Juliet's cues, as she leaned in, he leaned in to meet her kiss. He had met her in what was likely the most stressful time of his entire life, opening a new tattoo shop, hiring an entire staff, making a profit. Somehow she made everything better, she made anything weighing him down, dissipate with just a smile.

It took far more self restraint than Raziel realized he had to not rip open the gifts. He was like a kid on Christmas morning, opening the smaller gift first. His eyes lit up as he saw the familiar ink, inks that he had been eyeing for ages. He knew immediately what he wanted to use them for, to tattoo her. "Let me use them on you?" he asked immediately, gaze meeting hers. "It doesn't have to be now, I just... I know I need to use them on you," he admitted before she could answer, his heart racing with the excitement of asking her.

	nottyjules 2022-01-22 02:48 am UTC (link)
	Her cheeks blazed, and she pulled her lower lip between her teeth as she considered whether or not to tell him. "I'd never experienced it at all before," she finally admitted, feeling far younger than her twenty-one years and hoping he wouldn't be put off by it. He certainly hadn't seemed to have been disappointed by her participation in it. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	illustratedraz 2022-01-22 02:53 am UTC (link)
	He was surprised, which unfortunately he knew was likely clear on his face. He had never been terribly good with poker. But he looked happy, no trace of any ill feelings. He pressed a kiss to her lips. "I'd have never known," he admitted softly, nudging his nose gently against hers. "You're beautiful," he whispered. (Reply to this) (Parent)