#anytime i write asra i get :") a little sad

[drustvar]

The Lion’s Path: 4.1 Echo

A retelling of the Arcana Prologue featuring Rosie Springwald, a vindictive hedgewitch searching for herself. 

 Huge thank you to my beta readers. This is also available on ao3 here (link in reblog) WC: 1062

Rosie stood on a black stone path, worn by wind and rust-colored sand. The dark clouds above hung heavier than before, the storm inside of them churning and threatening to burst open at any moment. ‘Asra…where’s Asra? ’

She wondered, as the wind stung her eyes. She could see him up ahead, still with the lumbering beast. They were stopped at a fork in the road; one twisting east and the other west. Asra dismounted the creature; turning west while it turned east…

‘That’s the wrong way,’ she thought, her eyes widening. 

“Asra, don’t! Not that way, not again!” She called out to him, her hands cupped around her mouth to be heard over the wind. His head turned, and she felt his eyes meet hers from across the impossible distance. 

“Rosie?” Asra’s voice was a longing whisper in the wind. She forced her legs to move, and managed to leap forward.  Somehow, the distance between them shrank; she could reach him. Their hands touched and his eyes sparkled with wonder. But before either of them could speak, everything around them dissolved and fell away.

When the world came into focus again, Rosie stood in the shop, sweeping up a mess of powdered bat milk. Asra wandered in, whistling quietly. He was cheerful as ever.

“Rosie,” Asra said as he playfully drummed his fingers up her back. “Wait ‘till you see what the woods had to offer today.” 

“Oh? Not more frogs, I hope.” She smiled, and set her broom aside. Asra dumped his bag out on the counter, where mushrooms, fruit, and roots of all kinds came spilling out. 

“Oooh!” Rosie’s eyes sparkled as she picked up an iridescent, fluted mushroom, watching as its colors shifted in the light. Asra rested his chin on his hands as he watched her. “Oh Asra, it’s beautiful! I’ve never seen one like this!” She glanced down at all the other foraged goods scattered out between them. “And all this too! It’s much more than we need.” 

“I thought it’d be better to have plenty. I don’t want to leave you here with nothing but pumpkin bread.” 

“I’ll make us a nice big supper before you go,” she said as she gathered up everything in her arms. With her hands occupied, Asra popped a gold berry into her mouth. “Cheeky,” she murmured, as she burst  it between her teeth. 

“I’d like to come with you this time,” she said quietly as she put everything into a basket. Asra blinked, dropping his gaze to the floor. She turned around, just in time for him to gently cup her face, looking deep into her eyes.

“I know. I wish I could take you, it’s just...it’s too risky.” Rosie frowned, and took his hands in hers. 

“If I’m so fragile, then, don’t go.” He squeezed her hands, and she let one return to her cheek. She shut her eyes, sighing tiredly as his fingers trailed down her neck, his thumb brushing lightly against her shoulder. 

“Don’t go?” “Isn’t it enough here? The shop? The neighborhood? Vesuvia?” The last pleading word was one she couldn’t bring herself to say. ‘Me?’ “I wish I could stay. Soon I won’t have to go anywhere you can’t follow.”

“Oh, enough with these riddles!” she said, shaking her head and pushing past him, heading to the kitchen with the basket. 

“It’s just...you’re still learning, Rosie.” Asra said as he fluffed the back of his hair. “You’ve never traveled these paths before. Even if I held your hand the whole way, one wrong step could separate us...and it’ll be a thousand times as dangerous trying to find your way back alone.” 

“Where are you even going that’s so dangerous?” Rosie asked, slamming the basket onto the counter. “Why do you have to go and I have to stay?” She said as she started to haphazardly chop a root. 

“Rosie,” Asra hugged her from behind and ran his hands down her arm, trying to soothe her. “You’re really serious this time…” She said nothing, just continued to angrily  hack away at the vegetables. 

“Turning you down is even harder when we want the same thing. You don’t want to be left behind, and I don’t want to leave you, But-”

“Must not be too hard, since you keep doin’ it,” she said bitterly. He sighed, and pressed his face into her hair.

“Sometimes we can’t have what we want, even when it feels right. I’ll bring back whatever you want, okay? Anything.”

‘A promise. A life together. Tell me your secrets, I want you to hold me as closely as you do them.’ She thought, her brow furrowed as she chewed her lip. Asra squeezed her hand in apology.

“I don’t want any souvenirs.” She murmured. 'I have to stop waiting. I need to put this to rest…’ Rosie set down her paring knife, and turned to meet Asra’s eyes. Her cheeks flushed lightly and she squeezed his hands. “Asra,” Rosie’s voice was soft, quiet. “Don’t you want to stay? Don’t you want me? ” He hugged her so tightly, it caught her by surprise. She shut her eyes, tears faint under her lashes as she leaned into him. It was  like his answer was radiating off of him: Yes. Yes. Yes. I want you. I need you. I miss you so much, even when we aren’t apart. ‘ But if that’s so...why does he keep running? ’

’Asra carefully slid his fingers between hers, his eyes lowered. “I...I-I can’t.” 

“Why? ” Rosie’s voice was strangled with anger and pain.

“If you only knew….” Asra broke their embrace, the clarity in his eyes was startling. “You’re more honest in dreams.” He reached to tuck a flower behind her ear, but she exploded. 

“What does that even mean?! ‘I’m more honest in dreams’, What kind of bullshit is that?!”

“Rosie-” “Why-why can’t you just give me an answer! I...” Rosie words were cut off by her own sobbing, and after a moment she felt Asra’s arms around her, pulling her gently into a comforting hug.

“I’m sorry.”  “Just go upstairs ‘an let me fix dinner. Before I get upset again.”| “Okay,” Asra obeyed, slinking away before pausing on the stairs. “I’ll miss you... and I really can’t wait to see you again. I’ll be back soon.” At the last of his words, the dream faded away.

#Rosie #Rosie Springwald #the Arcana #Arcana Apprentice #Asra #Asra Alnazar #anytime i write asra i get :") a little sad #they love one another so dearly but magic reanimation is a cockblock huh. #mine #2022 #ao3 link will be up sometime this week

[faustonastring]

Ammm ... hi :"3 . Sorry about that But can you make headcanons ;^; ? the main 6 getting worrying about MC when They disappeared for day's ? But in the end they back but with so many Wounds and injuries ? (Someone kidnapped and tortured them .-. ) . . Please ? :-:

Ahahahaha, I’m really tired but I’ve been waiting so long to write this one, so don’t worry, I’m gonna make sure it hurts

(Thanks for requesting btw, I appreciate it!)

Request are open!

Main six when Mc goes missing.

Asra

To be real with all of you, he could probably track you with his magick, your hearts are intertwined after all. But that’s too easy. So I’m gonna make him suffer for a couple days before he can do that. So let’s say...your kidnapper kidnaps you and throws you in a basement, where the stone walls cancel out your magick so Asra can’t find you. Yet.

The whole entire time he’s looking for you, he’s panicked. He’s having break down after break down, what did he do wrong, where are you, why can’t he track you, are you alive, are you dead, oh god please no he can’t lose you again, he’s made it too far to loose you again

He’s sobbing so hard he makes him self vomit. He doesn’t eat, he doesn’t sleep, him and Muriel, are looking night and day for you, he even gets Nadia to send out things like a search party, and a reward to whoever can bring you back alive, but that doesn’t calm asras nerves. Faust is also panicked, she isn’t sure what’s going on, but she knows it’s something bad. She’s actually the one who finds you.

One day while looking for you, faust slithered off and some how squeezed her way to the basement you were in, she didn’t want to leave your side when she saw how hurt you were, but she left anyway, to go get asra, and when him and Julian are done beating the living shit out of who ever did this too you. The sight of you has him vomiting and crying all over again. Sure he’s happy, but he’s hurting. He can’t take to look at you like that.

He isn’t okay for a while, until your fully recovered. For the mean time he lays with you and holds you as tight as he can without further damaging your injuries, but for the most part, Muriel and Julian take turns taking care of you, asra wants to help, he really does, he just can’t bring him self to nurse you back to health. Not again.

Nadia

You’re the countesses spouse. Of course your going to get kidnapped, have you not seen the movies? Though it is a little hard with the palace guards well-guarding you. But one night alone in south end can really make a difference. And when Nadia finds out? She’s never been this angry in her life. And she married lucio, so that’s saying something.

The search is on, an award for who ever brings you back to her alive. She. Is. Angry. She’s shouting orders at everyone in sight, she does apologize for her behavior once your safe and fully healed, and almost everyone understands where she is coming from, but now? Now? She’s on a mission.

She cries her self to sleep every night, she misses you. She wants you back. She’ll never cry in public though. The only time she cries with some one is when she’s crying with asra. And just to make the clear, no matter who your LI is, Asra is sad, and quite possibly mad, with or at you LI, sorry dude, you can’t get rid of him he’s here to stay. Nadia doesn’t mind though, she finds his company calming during this time, or anytime for that matter.

When she finally finds you she is relived. As soon as the palace guards bring you to her, she’s full on sobbing, clutching on to you like she’ll never get the chance too again. She misses you so much. This is also the only time her most trusted staff see her cry. And when the water works are done, she runs you a nice bath and orders for the doctors to take care of you immediately.

She has the professionals take care of your wounds, and injuries, and the person who hurt you doesn’t even get a trial. They are executed on the spot. She’s ashamed she let herself come to this but she had no choice. they hurt you. Even after you’re healed she has a hard time leaving your side, but when she does, you’re guarded twenty-four-seven.

Julian

Julian works around the clock, coming home late- or I should say early in the morning, he just assumes you got tired of his shit and left. Quite simple honestly, but when asra comes banging on his door, telling him he hasn’t seen you in days, Julian freezes.

You thought he was drowning himself in salty bitters before? Ohoho watch him chug down three salty bitters. At the same time. He’s sad okay. He’s crying in the bar every night, drowning himself in drinks, and when he’s not, he’s out looking for you, he doesn’t sleep, he doesn’t eat proper meals, and when Portia and mazelinka make him, he can never keep them down.

Asra has never been so pissed (that is until Lucios headcanon ahaha) he trusted him. He trusted him to take care of you. To love you like he did. Like he does. Like he wanted too. And now look at him. Drowning himself in drinks at a scummy pub. Pathetic. He yells at Julian almost every night, causing about three bar fights to break out. And speaking of bar fights- everyone in south end is looking for you.

Some one in south end is the one to actually find you (the leech lesbian from julians route, but that’s not her name just what I call her) and he doesn’t believe it, and he doesn’t want to go see you. He doesn’t want to be disappointed if it’s not really you, he doesn’t want to you to see him like this, he doesn’t want you too see him at all actually. Look at him, the man that caused you too get kidnapped. He blames him self for everything.

Asra, Nadia, Mazelinka, and Portia, all take turns slapping some sense into him, and get him to visit you, and when he finally does. He’s sobbing. It’s you it’s you it’s really really you. You’re okay, you’re okay, well you’re hurt- but don’t worry he’s gonna take care of you, he won’t let anything like that happen to you ever again. He promises. Cross his heart hope to die, stick a needle in his eye. His good eye.

Portia

She’s been working all day, she’s excited to finally see you, to finally be able to hold you and hug you and kiss you, but-you’re not there? She goes around asking where you’ve been, and then it hits her like a rock to the face. You’ve been kidnapped.

She’s looking everywhere for you, asking everyone she knows if they’ve seen you. She doesn’t want to ask for their help, she’s fine she doesn’t need their help. But everyone she asks promises to help anyway, they promise her it will be okay, that you’re alive and well. And she thinks is she tells her self that over and over, maybe she’ll believe it. Maybe.

Nadia gets involved as soon as she hears, and of course she tells asra. He’s at portias side almost immediately, coaching her through this, he wants to cry too, but he needs to be strong, for her. For you. The both of them need to be strong for you. And lucky for you Portias really strong.

When she finally finds you, she holds you in a bone crushing hug, which is no bueno if you’re bones are already crushed...or broken....but hey! You can’t break what’s already broken Amiright? But as soon as she lets go Julian is at you’re side looking you over, while Portia asks him and you, a million and one questions, asra ends up escorting her out of the room so Julian can focus.

She takes care of you until you’re back on you’re feet. Anything you need let her know, she’s got it. She isn’t head servant for nothing y’know. Asra, Nadia, Julian,and mazelinka all come and visit you religiously, you even run into some one asking if you’re alright shortly after you recover....but you can’t quite remember his name....but as soon as Portia sees him she goes into flight or fight mode and is ready to whoop his ass. Even if he’s three feet taller than her.

Muriel

I just want to make it very clear that Muriel cares about you no matter who you LI is. The new prologue makes that very crystal clear. He’s just not good at showing it, but now it’s his turn, and he feels like he can’t breathe, and he won’t stop shaking. And asra having a panick attack next to him isn’t helping his cause at all.

He’s having panick attacks left and right. How could this even happen? The two of you live in the middle of nowhere with a pet wolf, not to mention Muriel is 6’10. Why would anyone in there right mine mess with you? Why would any one in there right mind take you away from him? You were the first good thing that ever came into his life, and now you’re gone.

Normally he would say it was a lost cause. You’re gone. But no. Not this time. He has hope. Not a lot of it. But some. He’s not going to rest until you’re back In his arms, alive dead, he doesn’t care at this point, he just wants you back, there’s so much he wanted to tell you, so many times the words never came,and if he found you and you were dead? He would hold your corpse shaking, sobbing, telling you everything he never got the chance too. Telling you how much he loves, you and how sorry he is.

When him and asra find your kidnapper, he beats them to a pulp, now a lot of you are mad at me for saying that cause-y’know, and you’re right, Muriel doesn’t condone violence, but you’re hurt. They hurt you. So he hurt them. Muriel doesn’t condone violence until you come into the picture, then-depending on the situation, it’s a consideration.

He never wants to let you go. He holds you and kisses you’re head, you’re face, arms, chest, brusises, where ever he can, just to convince himself you’re okay. You’re safe. You’re here with him. He never forgives himself for what happened to you, but he promises to make it up too you. He’s gonna keep you safe don’t worry. You’ll be safe here in his arms for now.

Lucio

I love like to make fun of lucio in my headcanons, saying that he is oblivious, and writing him as accurately as possible while still throwing in a couple punches to his ego, but without a doubt, lucio cares about you. He loves you. He pays attention to you and you’re feelings. And the second you’re not in the gardens for your monthly picnic he panicks. You’re never late. (Even if you are he’s usually fashionablely late, so you get there before him nonetheless)

He immediately orders for a search party, he doesn’t care if you just ‘didn’t show up’ that’s not like you, he knows you better, you would atleast leave a note or something. He can feel it at the bottom of his gut, something happened to you. And no one is taking him seriously.

After you’ve been missing for a day, people start to listen, and asra is pissed. Smoke is coming out of his ears, and he gets even more pissed when lucio asks him how he did that. Asra has never yelled more in his life, and by the time he’s finally done, he’s voice is almost completely gone. Lucio knows he messed up. He’s sorry. He misses you, he just wants you back.

When they do find you asra pushes lucio out of the way and is the first one to hold you, he tells you it’s too dangerous here, and you should come back to the shop with him. Lucio is shell shocked to say the least. He stands there, tears running down his cheeks, but in the end he just wants what’s best for you. It’s up to you wether you choose to stay or leave with asra. >:)

If you do choose to stay, asra isn’t going to pull you’re leg about it, but lucio is over joyed. As soon as you get too bed he’s kissing you and holding you and telling you how much he misses you as he sobs into you. He’s so glad you choose to stay. But if you don’t? He goes back to his old ways, he doesn’t want revenge on you or asra, but I wouldn’t be surprised if the coliseum opens back up...

Thanks for reading! (I teared up a little while writing muriels, ahaha) I hope you liked it! (And if you liked what you read you can find my master list here!)

Next headcanon: Main six with an Mc that cries when they’re frustrated

Request are open!

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[asrasotherbottom]

First, I hope you get all the support and love you deserve dear. ^^ You are FANTASTIC! Second, I am clinically depressed with high anxiety. How would the six handle someone with those qualities? The fretting and low, days where you want to disappear, worrying that no one really cares it just an act?

Thank you!

I’m writing this based on my experiences and the experiences of those close to me, and i 100% understand those aren’t universal. and my interpretations of the characters are not Law or universal. I just wanna say blanketly, that I hope youre doing alright and that you also get the support and love you deserve and that you are safe. Content warning for suicidal ideation (that feeling where youd rather just not exist without like A Desire to act), anxiety, depression. Under a readmore so please take care of yourself and don’t click if you might be negatively effected by reading about this also its long as hell.  

Suicide prevention hotline: [phone]Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386.

Asra:

- His heart literally aches with you

-Brings you tea in bed for days that you cant leave bed either because depression or because anxiety

-Will sit with you for hours just so you’re not alone, even if youre feeling awful. 

-Cares 50000% less about the shop than he does about you, and if youre having a bad brain day he will just lock up and sit with you and hold your hand. 

-Will encourage you to get out a little if you can, maybe for a nice walk in the woods to collect mushrooms with him because sometimes getting out and doing something helps. 

-Is good at finding secluded secret ways to get around bc fuck people. 

-He’s bffs with Muriel so hes pretty good with dealing with self loathing and anxiety already. 

-Asra i think has a really good response to the “nobody cares and its just an act” because his magic mark will just glow when he puts his hand over your heart and its really hard to argue with “made a deal with the devil to resurrect you” if the argument is “nobody actually cares” and that was 100% his choice and hes not afraid to tell you that. 

-Can, will, wants to, just ramble at you at length about how much he loves you and exactly why and will spend hours refuting your arguments which is tiring but maybe helps you feel a little better by the end. 

-If things are just So Bad? If you want to disappear? he’ll nap with you just to be close to you and keep you safe.

-Will bring you to his oasis to walk around and help keep you safe if you really just want to disappear and he’ll try to cheer you up there which is admittedly mostly just pointing at tiny weird magic bugs and stars (but at least your body is safe). 

-Deep deep down he’s still the person who brought his mom a button when she was sick so he’ll try anything to cheer you up. Faust too. 

-He’ll even talk to Julian to see if he knows anything or anything to ease your pain a little. 

-Will sit and just Listen to all your pain and be just Present for you. 

-He loves you more than life itself and will definitely be receptive to anything you say about things that might help.

Julian-

-Extremely similar hat. 

-But goddamnit if you made HIM feel better about being alive and worthy and deserving of love, he is absolutely going to return the favor. 

-Anxiety? he knows all the back alleys to avoid people

-Doesn’t mind staying home from the rowdy raven to sit with you if youre too anxious to go. 

-If you need a small dark quiet place to be alone and calm down? Hes got just the place (the hole at maz’s and he’ll even come in with you if you want because it makes you smile to see you both try to cram in there)

-Depression or anxiety making food hard? Some of maz’s soup will fix you right up.

-You find him in the middle of the night pouring over medical texts about depression and anxiety, looking for anything to help you at all. 

-He’ll sit up with you on nights that you cant sleep because of anxiety or because youre just too sad. 

-He’ll definitely lay in bed with you while you cry. 

-He found someone who truly and entirely loves him and he will cling to you for dear life, and tell you all the things he loves about you whenever you need or want to hear them. 

-He probably is gonna try a leech at least once. 

-Brings you to the docks at night because its calm and peaceful and away from everything. 

-After his upright end he definitely learned the importance of a support system and isnt afraid to enlist it to help keep you happy and safe. 

Nadia-

- Shes extremely concerned that someone who lights up her entire life can be so sad. 

-But shes not about to sit back and do Nothing. 

-She can and will cancel any event or meeting if it means she can sit in bed with you and hold you while you cry or if her presence with you soothes some of your anxiety. 

-She’ll bring you to her contemplation tower if you need a place to just get away from everything thats making you anxious. 

-Will also bring you to the magical realms to help keep you safe and help cheer you up. 

-Enlists the finest doctors that she can find if you’d like. 

-She’ll take long baths with you where you two can just sit in the hot water and you can cry while she strokes your hair. 

-If you feel like shes just faking her affections towards you then expect a bit of a surprised scoff followed by a 4 hour powerpoint presentation about every single thing she loves about you and how you make her feel 

-You feel like youre not good enough? “I’m the fucking countess and i could have had literally anyone in vesuvia or beyond but i want you” 

-Will pick you up and spin you if she sees you smile because shes just so happy to see you happy. 

-Horseback riding as a way to help clear your head and escape anxiety is a given. 

-Shes really attentive to making sure you stay fed, in fresh clothes, and bathed, even during bad depressive times so that it doesnt pile on to your bad feelings.

Muriel-

-If not same hat then EXTREMELY similar hat

-Lives in the forest so hes all about that avoiding social anxiety life. 

-If you ever feel unsafe Inanna can and will lay entirely on top of you. 

-Feeding chickens and petting inanna as anxiety relief for both of you. 

-He’ll definitely hold you against his chest or with your head in his lap while you cry if you need it. 

-Muriel hates seeing you sad, and doesnt always know exactly what to do or say but he’ll make you eggs all the time to make sure youre still eating when youre sad. 

-Will remind you that youre like the only person hes ever truly let in to his heart and he doesnt want to lose you.

-Will also remind you that he gave you the myrrh voluntarily because he….wants you to remember him. hes never wanted to be remembered before. he never asked for it back. 

- He really empathizes with wanting to disappear but he doesnt want that when hes with you and he wants to work hard to help you feel the same way with him. 

-Long quiet walks in the forest together. 

-He’ll take you stargazing and tell you all the things he loves about the beauty of the forest and the stars…and you. 

-Big Hugs for Big Sads

-Enlists asra and nadia’s help if he feels he needs it, but he cares about you enough that he’d willingly seek out help for you. 

Portia-

-Yeets pepi at you Like A Football. 

-”Peep?? Peep Peep”

-Youre gonna feel better if it kills her. 

-Gardening to help with sadness, touching dirt always helps. She’ll spend hours with you in the garden, helping you create like beauty with your hands. 

-Chase the goddamn cockatoo with a broom to make you smile. 

-Enlist’s Maz and Maz’s soup as well. 

-Helps you find secret passageways to hide in when your anxiety is too much. 

-Too sad to leave bed? Portia will carry you and your blanket. 

-Is having none of that “oh what if you dont actually love me” business. She’s super used to Julian’s self loathing and depression that shes moved on to slightly tougher love. 

-She loves you and shes going to keep telling you that and shes not going anywhere. 

-She gets soft when you cry though and will cling to you for dear life and not move for hours. 

-”How dare you talk about the person i love like that” - Portia, to you, when you talk about reasons you hate yourself. 

-Cries with you though. 

-Doesn’t like when she has to go to work when you’re in a bad mental space so shes asks nadia for you to have just a nice room in the palace reserved for you that you can lay in so she can come check on you during the day. 

-Shes great for bad anxiety days because she has no problem doing social interactions for you. The thought of going to buy some herbs brings you to tears? No problem, she has no idea what herbs shes buying but shes Gonna Do It. 

-The strength of Portias hugs is liable to just squeeze the depression right out of you along with also your internal organs probably. 

Lucio-

-”How can you be depressed?? You’re dating ME, the COUNT! ……….Can I help?”

-He definitely tries to use his sex appeal to lighten your mood, it probably works sometimes (or at least gets a laugh out). 

-Gets extremely startled when you cry but holds you tight against him. 

-Cancels meetings, cancels plants, cancels the entirety of the Vesuvia if he has to in order to stay in bed with you when youre having a bad depression day. 

-You can cry into M&M’s fur as long as you’re not wearing any makeup :P

-Gets worried and hides the pointy tips for his gauntlet. 

-Absolutely having none of the “nobody really cares and its just an act” hes the COUNT! He could have anyone anytime he wanted! You were the first warmth and compassion he felt in years! The first person to really actually love him for /him/! he gets way more emotional than he plans to but he feels very strongly about this

- 4 hour powerpoint presentation on all the reasons hes into you

-Tries really hard to find material things that will help your mood. Gold? Silk? Furs? Sweets? Watching fistfights? Anything?

- He knows what its like to really disappear and hes not about to let that happen to you. 

-He’ll never admit it to anyone but you but hes clinging to you with everything he has and he will work tirelessly to help support you. 

-”Will petting my hair help you relax”

-Ropes Julian, Nadia,and Asra into things to help you, but they dont mind because its You theyre helping really. 

-Anxiety? “Oh don’t worry, I’ll make /sure/ all eyes are on me” it maybe doesnt help exactly as intended but watching him be ridiculous eases the tension a little. 

-Deep deep down he knows in his soul Deep Sadness and it makes him surprisingly good at supporting you. 

i hope this was what you wanted!!!! 

#Anonymous #nadia #julian #asra #muriel #portia #lucio #the arcana #depression #anxiety #mine

[collective-laugh]

Writing prompt: MC, Asra, and Julian playing strip poker and it ends in a threesome 👀

So, this was really fun to write, and I am so, so sorry it took so long to get out. I’ve been pretty swamped, but I hope you like it!

Warning(s): Smut, threesome, swearing, seriously it’s pretty nasty, it’s pretty rushedPairing: Asra x MC x JulianWord Count: 1700 ish

“Please, Asra, you couldn’t bluff if your life depended onit!” Julian laughs, his voice carrying through the shop. They lifted thetankard to their lips when Asra’s mouth hung dramatically, feigning offense atthe mockery, and they couldn’t really believe that Julian had actually bestedthe magician in their little game of poker, couldn’t believe that Julian hadn’ttried to wrangle them into it yet.

“Why don’t you join the fun?” Asra asks, trying to sound likehe wasn’t upset at just how tragically the stakes were looking for him,considering he’d already bet away fifty gold bits and a beautiful dawdle he’dkept on the shelf. Julian still sat smug, his tankard empty, though he caredmore for the surplus of prizes sitting before him.

Julian’s face lights up at the suggestion, and he agreesimmediately, “You should! Help me put Asra The Great and Powerful in hisplace!” His words are punctuated with a dramatic sway of his hand and a grinaltogether too large for his face.

The Apprentice nearly chokes on their drink, but manages tosmile and shake their head, “Sorry, I’m not much for cards.” They lie, knowingfull well they could take Julian’s drunk arse any day of the week, regardlessof sobriety.

There’s no shortage of ‘please!’s and ‘come on!’s from bothof the theatrical people sitting before them, but they stand stoic in theiranswer, rising to refill all of their drinks.

“Why could you possibly need me to join?” They ask, balancingthe three drinks precariously, and Julian stands to help them, taking his andAsra’s beverages.

“You’ll certainly be more formidable than this drabcompetitor!” Julian announces to half of Vesuvia.

Asra rolls his eyes, accepting his drink, “And certainly abetter conversationalist than him.”

Julian scoffs, feigning offense, “Please, I’m the epidemy ofcharm.” He flips his hair, “Do join us, darling, and save me the headache.”

“I’m no babysitter.” They claim, sitting back down, refusingstill to play their game, “But I won’t stop your fun, kiddos.”

“What if we raised the stakes?” Asra offers, a grin pullingat his lips, “Wager a bit more?”

Julian barks out a laugh, “You’ve hardly anything left tobet.”

“Clothes.” Asra retorts, deadpan, “Strip poker, I suppose.”His lips curl into a little smirk when the Apprentice does choke on their drink this go round, and Julian’s smile drops.

Julian sputters like a fish out of water, looking between thetwo people, “That’s, uh…that’s not necessary, I, uh…”

“Oh, come on, Julian, I thought you liked a challenge?” Asragrins salaciously, and it’s obvious what he’s playing at.

The Apprentice couldn’t deny the fact that the idea wastempting. The people before them were absolutely gorgeous, and who were they todeny them.

“I’m in.” They agree, trying not to sound too enthusiastic,but the mirth in Asra’s eyes is enough to let them know they sounded all tooexcited. They clear their throat and pull their chair up to the table, waitingfor Julian to agree.

He still looked like a fish out of water, his mouth agapecomically, “I, ah…” And then, like a switch had been pulled, he smiles andadds, “Sounds like you’ll be nude by the end of this, Asra.”

“What are we playing?” The Apprentice asks, trying still tocalm their voice, as not to betray their anticipation, rubbing their hands ontheir thighs to try and hide their sweaty palms.

“Blackjack.” Julian answers, his voice cracking, so he clearshis throat and tries again, “Blackjack.”

“You seem nervous, Julian.” Asra says, more joy in his voicethan ought to be possible. “If you aren’t up to the challenge -.”

Julian scoffs out a laugh, “Please. My only concern is foryour dignity.”

“I haven’t had any dignity in years, and I don’t plan onstarting now. Deal.” Asra takes a long drink, as if trying to give himselfliquid courage to continue, “Every time you bust, you take a piece of clothingoff. If you reach twenty-one, you pick who someone to take a piece of clothingon.” Asra smiles, “Pairs of clothes count as one – gloves, socks, things ofthat nature.”

Julian deals quickly and deftly, three cards a person, “Verywell, hit or miss, Asra?” Julian asks, folding his cards out of hiscompetitors’ view.

With his cocky grin in place, Asra answers, without evenlooking at his cards, “Hit me.” Julian arches a brow, but does as he says.

Asra checks his cards, finally, and almost looks upset when hedoesn’t bust. The Apprentice sees that they have a three, an eight, and a one,and they tell Julian before he even asks, “Hit.” Julian does as they say, andjust to make matters worse, they pull a ten.

“Bust.” They say, and despite the fact they lost, a smile wasfirmly in place. Julian grins, and Asra makes some mocking noise, and as a result,the Apprentice pulled their night shirt off, revealing that they were bare fromthe waist up. Julian wets his lips while Asra tries to look like it was themost mundane thing in the world, though his face was betraying him, “Your turn,Julian?” They ask, leaning forward on the table, crossing their legs at theankles.

“Yes!” He exclaims, leaning back into the game, trying tolook forward, “Yes, it’s my turn…I’ll, ah, yes, I’ll miss.”

Without prompting, and without taking his eyes off theApprentice, Asra says, “Hit me.”

It comes as no surprise when he busts, and none still when heshrugs that worn scarf off, followed by his shirt, despite the rule that heonly need to remove one piece of clothing.

“Eager, I suppose?” The Apprentice teases, a grin pulling attheir lips.

Asra laughs, honest and loud, “When in present company, it’shard not to.”

Julian looks surprised at that, but instead of sayinganything, shrugs his jacket off, seemingly joining in on the fun.

“I suppose I won this round.” Julian says, glancing over tothe Apprentice, “Another?”

And so it continues, a vicious cycle of cheating and jokesand drinks, and plenty of clothes dropping to the floor. Asra is,unsurprisingly, the first to be completely nude, while Julian was a closesecond – as he too began to intentionally drop his clothes – and the Apprenticesits with only their smalls. Julian blushes something fierce, and Asra sitsthere, looking like the cat that ate the canary and its cream.

“I don’t mean to presume,” Asra says, eyes hooded, “but I’massuming this was an invitation to more than cards.” He licks his lips, and theApprentice has to adjust themselves under his heavy gaze.

Julian’s eyes widen, and he has to take a breath to composehimself as he lies his cards down, face down, “I mean…I suppose…” He looks atthe Apprentice, “I wouldn’t be opposed.”

That’s how Julian ends up on the table, the Apprenticesitting on his face, and Asra between his legs.

The Apprentice threads their fingers in his hair as hecontinues to work his magic, thrusting their hips downward. Asra does something down there that has Juliandigging his fingers into their thighs, and they groan aloud.

Julian squeezes, andthey gasp, accidentally yanking his hair, and it comes to their surprise whenhe groans onto them. They give another experimental pull through the euphoria,and he looks up at them, eyes wide and ravenous, and he sucks, hard and fast, drawinga ragged moan from the back of their throat.

Julian makes such a sad noise against them when Asra pullsaway, climbing up the table. The Apprentice turns, trying to find what waswrong, and their met with a passionate kiss, all teeth and tongue and they onlycome back down when Julian keens. They pull away from Asra, leaning down tokiss Julian, making sure to rub their ass against Asra.

Asra presses forward, and the Apprentice nips at Julian’s lip,and they wonder if it’s the adrenaline or the alcohol, but they definitely didn’twant this fever dream to end anytime soon.

Asra pulls away from them both for a moment, with a promiseof returning soon, and Julian wastes no time in kissing the Apprentice again,groping their ass, leaning up to pull them closer, and they thread their fingersin his hair, pulling roughly, more daring in the fact that he liked it. Theysnake a hand between them, giving him a few experimental tugs.

“You’re so fucking…” Julian thrusts upward, groaning, “fuckingbeautiful. So fucking gorgeous.”

“Fuck.” They swear, grinding downward, and as if on cue, Asrabounds back down the stairs, a bottle in hand.

He climbs back onto the table, wetting his lips, anduncorking the bottle to wet his fingers. He opens his mouth to say somethingclever. Instead, he spreads Julian’s legs.

The Apprentice sits on Julian’s face, though they turn to faceAsra. They kiss him as he continues to prep Julian, and Julian eagerly sets towork, lapping away at them, and all over again, they’re being drawn to the edge.Asra thumbs at his asshole, and as Asra pays attention to that, the Apprenticeleans down to tug at him, and the noises he’s making are god to their ears, andpulling them closer over the edge.

They reach a set pace, and it isn’t long before the Apprenticeis coming around Julian’s lips and Julian against Asra’s chest.

The Apprentice runs a hand over their head, panting wildly astheir knees practically collapse as they come down from their high.

They lean on the table, and as they come down, the reality ofwhat they just did settling, somehow becoming more real.

They look over their shoulder at their partners, and theyfeel as if their chest is being filled with cement.

“Fuck.” They mutter, knowing that things would be sure tochange.

[d-devorak]

TRIGGERING REQUEST! Suicide/Suicide attempt HC

Private request!

“How the main 6 react when they find out MC is suicidal and has attempted more than once, and they find out after a fight?”

Asra:

-Asra would be crushed to say the least. The way he had found out was, shortly after you two had just fought, over the fact that he’s always gone and leaves you alone often when he promised he wouldn’t be gone so often anymore, you had come clean with your story of how suicidal you had been over the years. Going into fine detail as he had asked you to, so that he could get a better understanding of you.

-The entire time, he would be rubbing your back with his hand, quietly saying “Shhh, it’s alright, take your time, there’s no rush MC.” when you would start choking on your sobs when trying to talk. You were a wreck. And this just made Asra a wreck.

- When you finished talking to him, you turned to meet his eyes, only to see he had been silently crying too. He felt even more guilty than before at this point for leaving you alone so often, and made a promise to himself and to you right then and there, this time being far more genuine than before, that although there were some trips he couldn’t just simply avoid, he would start staying home with you more often to ensure you were safe and had his loving company.

-”I’ll take you with me if I need to. I won’t let you be alone often anymore. I can’t. Not when I know you’re suffering more than what meets the eye. MC I promise I’ll be here for you. My life right now would be nothing if it weren’t for you to begin with.” 

-When he was done speaking, he would gently brush your tears away with his thumbs and smile weakly, leaning in to give you a sweet and gentle kiss.

Nadia:

-Oh boy she did NOT handle this well. Mentally!

-You two had fought over how sick of Lucio you were and how everyone in Vesuvia still thought Nadia was wed to the count, when it was you she was currently engaged to. (Liberty of the stunning countess herself of course)

-She had stepped into her room to see you sobbing on her bed, and if you were to ask, she would’ve said she felt her heart break in two at the sight of you like this.

-Immediately she would rush to you, sit down, and pull you to her chest, panicked while trying to seem calm all at the same time. “Shhh, MC what’s wrong? What’s wrong my love? I’m here, talk to me dear.”

-She would rock back and forth with you in her arms, now seated in her lap as she practically cradled you while you spilled all your secrets to her, informing her that you had in fact, attempted suicide in recent time. Roughly a month ago. (Let’s skip the details on HOW you attempted)

-When you were done telling her all about what troubles you and the things that bring you to the point of, wishing you were dead, she spoke to you sweetly and soothingly, reassuring you that a lot of the things you were worried about shouldn’t be a reason to die.

-”You’re the sun in my sky and the love of my life, MC. Without you, my life would be meaningless aside from ruling Vesuvia. I will do everything in my power to ensure that whatever things may be upsetting you don't harm you the way they still do, but you must promise me you’re going to stay alive. Not just for me, but for yourself. Have I made myself clear?”

-Once you two were done and you had confirmed you would do your best to stay alive for her, and for yourself as she had said, she gave you a chaste kiss, mumbling a soft “good” against your lips before laying down on the pile of pillows that overcrowded her bed, pulling you into a cuddle session.

Julian:

-Considering he has his own severely bad mentality, he would understand where you're coming from with your suicidal mentality. Although, it made him burst into tears instantly, since he was just about to come and apologize for the argument you two had gotten in.

-You both had fought over how he needs to stop glorifying his own sadness and being so overly dramatic all the time before things got even farther out of hand. You were trying to be firm with him but he had started his whole sob story about not being good enough for you and you just weren’t having it. When he found you after you had stormed off, he had brought you a single red rose and was about ready to get on his knees and beg you for forgiveness, when he noticed your watery eyes and immediately asked what was wrong.

-When you finally broke and began full on sobbing, he pulled you into his lap, tossing the rose to the side in the process and held you close to his chest.

- “MC, what’s wrong my dearest? Tell me all that troubles you, I’m listening.”

-His reaction would be very sympathetic, sad, and also understanding. But he wasn’t happy about it. (Of course he wasn’t I’m just running out of things to write *insert finger guns here*)

-He would begin a long speech on the spot about how he was a walking terror before you stepped into his life, far worse of a man than he is now, and how without you he could never be the man he is today, regardless of how troublesome and caught up in his own imaginative world that he’s a bad guy he can be at times. 

-”MC please promise me you won’t die. I’ll do better to protect you I swear on it. I can’t lose you. Not again.”

-HELL YEAH he would kiss you, this sweet baby would pepper your entire face with kisses and spend the next few hours rambling on about how much he adores you, slipping in a few stories of his younger years to cheer you up after crying every now and then, until you both passed out on the ground together.

Portia:

-She would probably be the one to have started the argument between you both, claiming you’re always so busy at the shop and how jealous she is of you and Asra’s close friendship.

-She would later on be trying to find you so that she can apologize, after she had already cried herself, when she heard your sobs coming from her kitchen. When she stepped in, she saw you hunched over the dining table and sobbing.

-She immediately rushed to your aid, already crying again when she reached you.

-She would be profusely apologizing, begging you to forgive her and saying she honestly doesn’t mind your friendship with Asra and that she was just jealous when you shushed her through your tears, telling her that it had nothing to do with the argument.

-No matter how much taller you may be than her, she would somehow swing you up and drag you to her room, pushing you onto the bed and cuddling up next to you.

-”What’s the matter MC? Tell me all that upsets you. Don’t spare a single detail.”

-After you were done telling her about your few attempts of suicide, she would be an even worse sobbing mess than you, hiding her face in your chest and clinging onto your body.

-”MC don’t you ever hurt yourself like that again! The only reason you better be dying is by natural causes like, age!”

-She would tell you for the next hour about how badly she needed you in her life and how nothing would be the same for anyone if you died anytime soon, promising that she’ll be at your beck and call whenever she can.

Muriel:

-You would probably be upset with him for not wanting to go out with you on a date when you offered it, after telling him about how sad you are that you two never really go out, at all.

-He would just shrug. That was all it took to piss you off and send you fleeing outside to be with the chickens.

-A few hours would pass before you heard the heavy footsteps of your lover approach you from behind, him immediately growing tense when he saw your hunched over body.

- “..I’m sorry MC.”

-You would burst out crying, telling him you’re the one who should be sorry, going on about how you have no right being upset about him being really reserved due to what suffering Lucio put him through, and you would accidentally blurt out something along the lines of “What you went through is nothing compared to my death.”

-This would get his attention, and from his standing position he would silently stare as you sobbed on about your suicide attempts. When you were done he would sit next to you and drape his cloak around you, pulling you close to his side without a word for the next twenty minutes.

-”..Please don’t ever die MC.” Was all he could manage to say, and when you looked at him, he too, was in tears.

-You two sat in comfortable silence together for a while, before agreeing to go inside and continue talking. And once you both had finished doing that too, you both went to bed considering how worn out you two were after crying and arguing. Although it was mostly emotional exhaustion.

Lucio:

-As per usual (considering he’s stubborn beyond belief, you two obviously get into arguments fairly often) you two had gotten into a fight over how snobby and self absorbed he is, Lucio being the one to storm off out of anger because you refused to believe that he was always in the right.

-When he found you, you were staring blankly at the canopy ceiling of his bed, limbs sprawled out with tear stained cheeks.

-He would be about to make a bratty remark about if you’re done denying he’s right when he notices the little tear stains on his bed next to your head.

-He wouldn’t know how to react, at first being fairly confused. A little angry too. Not at you, but at whatever was upsetting you. (Lucio you dumb fuck 💀)

-He would awkwardly sit on the edge of the bed and ask you what’s wrong, but before you could begin he would demand you sit on your stain so he could lay his head in your lap. Once you complied, he rested his head in your lap and looked up at you, resting his hand on yours as his silent gesture for relaxing you.

-After you had told him about your attempts at suicide, he’d be angry. Not at you, he’s stupid but he isn’t that stupid, but at all that had brought you to this point, including the people. And, even through his stuck up mannerism, the count himself felt a sliver of guilt.

-”I’ll banish everyone and everything that upsets you! Not a single person will go without being beheaded!” He would start, soon being cut off by you telling him there’s no need. He would be persistent at first, until you talk him out of it, saying there are other ways to handle things.

-After a little more talking, he would’ve sat up and turned himself so that he could hide his face in the crook of your neck, in hopes you wouldn’t tense up or push him away. And when you didn’t, he had lazily wrapped his arms around you in a weak hug.

-Pleased with your calm reaction, he would sit up and grab your head, pulling your face close to his to give you one of his very rare sweet and chaste kisses.

-”I cant bear the thought of losing you, MC.”

My sincere apologies if this is poorly written or I wasn’t the best at portraying the characters! I’m trying to get better I promise!

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