#it's going to take me a few sessions to get back into the asra swing i think

[warlordfelwinter]

waterdeep campaign off to a powerful start the dm almost made me cry during celeste's like 1 hour solo session

#i gave her so many knives to use against him i think she used all of them and found some more under the bed #like STARTING the session off with the fact that celeste has been seeing asmodeus less and less and less lately like #oh i know where celeste's brain is at constantly a little bit right now #assuming he's about to be dumped #and then hanala comes swinging through the window with visions of the apocalypse #celeste is just the this is fine dog right now #trying to force himself to be more social while just thinking about how maybe waterdeep is about to burn to the ground #at least he got to eat an orange roll #the world might end but celeste got a pastry so that's all that matters #i also got two fucking nat 1s during this session #i only rolled like 4 or 5 checks and two of them were natural ones like please #i picked dice with celeste vibes from my collection and they betray me like this #fel's ttrpgs #dnd #tales from the dancing sea dragon #oc: celeste #i didn't immediately trip over his accent and bail though which is nice #i'm so out of practice playing a charismatic character though like god #it's going to take me a few sessions to get back into the asra swing i think #i keep making pretty flirty boys which is fun for me an extremely awkward person

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

Hiii I love your work so much :D I was wondering in case requests are open if you could write about the M6 with a transmasc MC? <33

The Arcana HCs: M6 with an MC with gender dysphoria

~ this one hits close to home for me, considering I'm a trans dude myself. Have some affirming headcanons, my friends, you're the bravest people in the room just by being yourselves - brainrot ~

Julian

He's so casually accepting of your identity that you wonder at first if he's even clued in to the trickier parts of transness

Until one evening, when you've been getting ready for bed, and the next thing you know you've been stuck in front of the mirror for half an hour, staring at all the parts and shapes of your body that don't fit right

The mood swings Julian goes through when he walks in on you half-dressed for bed are hilarious in hindsight:

You watch him go from "yay, time to snuggle with my loved one :)" to "woah, time to *snuggle* with my loved one!" to "oh no, my loved one needs snuggles :("

The first thing he'll do is stand between you and the mirror. If you're going to fixate on someone's body he'd rather it be his

Then he'll be handing you what you were going to put on, piece by piece, until you're clothed the way you like to be

And then he'll be folding you into one of his all-encompassing hugs, almost like he's trying to squeeze the dysphoria out of you

He never commented on it because he adores the way you present already, and you had never mentioned wanting to do more

Now he's listening to you talk and wanting to smack himself in the face for not offering his doctorly services earlier

"MC, I'm so sorry, I - ah, that is, I should have said earlier, I can help with that. I know of medicine for that, I even have a connection or two who could do even more!"

What started as a comfort session quickly turns into a "the doctor is in" moment. If you let him he'll even drag you down to his office and conduct a full interview

He'll be spending the next few hours jotting down notes, pulling out books and folders and presenting you with all your options

As soon as you've finished putting together your initial care plan he's sweeping you back to bed

"I know what it's like to feel incomplete, MC. But you still and always will take my breath away."

Asra

It might be a little wrong of you, but sometimes Asra makes you jealous

They're so perfectly them. Just as relaxed in a skirt as they are in trousers, and stunning no matter what

Sometimes, standing next to him, you feel like all your flaws are on display. You already struggle not to come across as one gender and feel like you're never quite projecting the other one enough, and yet somehow he's both proficient and comfortable in both of them

You never feel like this when it's just the two of you, but when you're in public sometimes it feels like everyone's staring in the wrong way

They love you, and they notice, so one day they tap into your bond to check in on you

He doesn't expect the waves of emotion that hit him before you can reign them in. He's got you back to the shop before you can blink and pulling you down into a pillow pile

"Why didn't you tell me about this, MC? People aren't supposed to hurt by themselves, you taught me that."

They're quick to understand what you do - and don't - say. The next thing you know, they're whisking you away to their gate

When you wake up the next morning, it's to an unusually empty bed

He'll set you up by a pool and spend forever playing with your reflection with you, studying the way you express your dysphoria and showing you how he sees and adores you in return

Which might leave you dizzy - you don't often see yourself through their eyes, but when you do, you are dazzlingly perfect

You don't hear a word from them until that evening, when they return with the brightest, most mysterious smile

He'll turn his satchel up and dump ingredients, potions, and random notes onto your table. It's a whole pile of gender affirming magic, some temporary, some permanent, some incomplete

"I love you because you are yourself, MC. Let's get you even closer to that."

Nadia

You love her. You do. She's a goddess on earth. But sometimes you wish she'd let you wear more of your own wardrobe and not the exquisite pieces she commissioned you

It's not because you feel like they don't match your gender. She's perfectly insightful and has always been affirming

But they make you feel so ... visible. And sometimes just the sight of your own hands can feel like a little too much

But you don't want her to feel bad

So you get into the habit of wearing a gift for breakfast, and then changing into normal clothes after you part ways and conducting your own business from the shop. Portia showed you the back door into your wing weeks ago, and you use that to change back before dinner

Until Nadia wonders why she never sees you around the palace anymore, and decides to pay your shop a surprise visit

At first she's worried that she's done something wrong. Are the clothes not to your liking? Are you embarrassed to wear them in public? Has she been overbearing?

But then you manage to stammer out an explanation, and her first response is to turn your shop sign to "closed" so she can go over every reason why she loves seeing your body

She's also going to rummage through your closet and go shopping with you to get a better understanding of what you're comfortable in

And the next day, she'll have the palace doctor in to evaluate you and give you all available gender affirming options

As you get a solid plan in place, she'll start gathering resources to take you on vacation near the best specialists there are

Regularly checks in on your wardrobe state and involves you in her fashion plans

"When I look at you, I see my darling MC. I'll do everything in my power to help you see them too."

Muriel

He knows exactly what it feels like to have a body that doesn't fit him

He notices when you experience dysphoria long before you say anything about it to him. He doesn't pick up on the cause until you first talk with him about your identity

Unfailingly sympathetic and supportive. He doesn't speak much, but he chooses his words carefully when he does and they are always very affirming

He never hears you express a desire to specifically change anything though, until one eventful lunchtime

The two of you had spent all morning clearing some fallen branches and you'd be going into town that afternoon, so he suggested bathing before lunch

Normally, you love baths. There's a wonderful setup at the edge of the clearing with a freshwater spring, and in the evenings you get a clear view of the stars

But it's broad daylight, he's waiting for you in the water, and you can't get in because you can't bring yourself to undress

He's more perceptive than he lets on. Just as you're starting to shake a little you can hear his low rumble suggesting a solution

"... you can bathe with your clothes on. I don't mind. I've done it before."

It's a weird feeling, but you get clean and he gives you the hut to yourself to change

He doesn't bring it up until after dinner, when he quietly asks how you're feeling, and then it's like a dam has burst and all you can do is talk about what feels so wrong and what you wish you could change

He'll be unusually affectionate that evening, holding you in all the ways that feel safe

The next morning he'll have your lunches packed to go back into town. When you ask him about it, he'll tell you it's so you can visit Asra and Nadia (and yes, even Julian) to find out what they can do to help transition

"Your body is yours, MC. I love you, and I want you to feel that way about it too."

Portia

She thinks about you being trans/gender nonconforming the way she thinks about you being a magician - it's cool af and just another thing she loves about you

Which is why it never occurs to her that you would feel any discomfort around it

In her mind, you are the protagonist of your own story. You can summon water and fire with a snap of your fingers

So however you exist, she assumes that's exactly how you intend to be

That kind of admiration is exactly the confidence boost you need sometimes

Until you're having a particularly bad day and her version of a pep talk is complimenting the parts of your body that feel the least like your own

You know she would never mean to make you feel the way she's making you feel, but now you just want to be alone and invisible

She's not stupid. She can tell it's something she said, but she has no idea what or why

She'll give you space for about fifteen minutes and then appear with a hot drink and a snack. She doesn't want to pressure you, but she doesn't want to be shut out

There's a lot of back and forth of explaining and crying (at least on her part) and by the end of it you're both emotionally exhausted but it's nice to have another layer of assumptions out of the way

Now that she understands you better, you'll never go a day without her hyping you up

She also never makes another ambassador trip without applying her thirst for knowledge to that area's gender affirming practices

You have more options than you know what to do with, and a partner ready to cheer you on as you try whatever appeals to you

Way more excited than you thought she'd be to explore every change that happens. No such thing as an "ugly duckling phase" here

"You're my partner in crime, MC! Of course I want to go on this adventure with you!"

Lucio

Choosing your own identity? He's been there. He much prefers his chosen name "Lucio" to his mother's choice of "Montag"

The gender part of it doesn't really register with him. He does not care what's in your pants or on your body. As long as he gets access to it he's a happy guy

He's also a handsy guy

You generally don't mind it. You've communicated about this, and he is as respectful as he can be

Except that on some days, when you really do want physical affection, you hate being touched in a way that draws attention to parts of your body specifically

And today, when you just want to hide in your clothes, he seems to think you're irresistible

He's starting to pick up on your weird mood, and now he's worrying that he's made an oopsie

Did you tell him not to touch you somewhere and he forgot? Are you just not up for touching and he ran over you?

He's getting increasingly irritated, he wants to fix whatever's wrong so he can move on and love you, but he doesn't know how

Mercedes and Melchior are getting increasingly agitated, so you end up just calling for a midday break and explaining everything that's bothering you

Once he knows it's not his fault he's relieved, but once he knows how you feel he's furious

No lover of his should feel this way! He won't stand for it!

Will be aggressively affirming (especially where there's touch involved) and stare down anyone who he thinks is looking at you weird

Every area you travel through, he'll ask about different doctors or spells for you. Will happily stay in one place for a while if you find something ideal

"You're the best there is, MC. You shouldn't settle for anything less!"

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[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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