#julian devorak lemon

[elsyrel]

Arcana headcanons: main 6 and how they give physical affection

More cheesy headcanons \o/!! Kisses, Hugs and caresses... with their respective favourite forms of affection in the first place!

Asra

Asra's kisses are never the same. Sometimes sweet, sometimes spicy... slow and deliberate, or delicate and subdued as the touch of a feather. There is always a slight indescribable sensation, a special warmth that connects you both, but that you wouldn't know how to describe with words. It's like electricity, an ancient sensation like the warmth of the sun, a feeling of transcendence that transports you to a higher place where only the two of you exist. There's something exotic about the way his lips press against yours, but at the same time there's something familiar that makes you feel safe.

His hugs are very sweet and warm, they never feel forceful in any way. Usually he holds you lovingly while he strokes your back, squeezing gently. He has a gift for calming you down as your auras melt into each other. Yet you always sense a hint of despair when he wraps his arms around you; a faint fear, as if he was afraid that you could disappear at any moment.

He loves to hold hands. Whenever he can, specially if you two are walking on the street side by side, he will reach out to take your hand. Sometimes it begins with a light touch with the tip of his fingers, an attempt, and soon after he entwines all his fingers with yours. He uses his thumb to stroke the back of your hand, or gently rubs his palm against yours. He likes to use caresses as a form of meditation; sometimes, when you need to calm down, he will gently instruct you to focus solely on the contact of his fingers on your arms, hands, and face.

He has a thing for scratches, both giving and receiving. The back is his favorite place, he will fall asleep in a matter of a few minutes if you scratch him there. He lets out short, breathy laughs when you reach a specially nice spot. When it's your turn, he runs his delicate, filed nails across your skin, soft enough not to hurt you, but strong enough to leave faint lines on your skin.

Nadia

Nadia’s favourite form of giving affection are caresses. Her touches vary in form all the time: scratching gently with her nails, walking her fingertips gently, squeezing her palm firmly against you... she loves feeling your skin and reactions, and has a gift to make you shiver; she always chuckles when she feels your hair standing on end. She will caress you all the time: absentmindedly while you talk, sweetly while you take a walk together, brushing your lips lovingly with her thumb while you are lying on bed... and provocatively while you are in public situations in which you definitely shouldn’t be caressing each other. She feels a special pleasure in caressing you in secret while you are in company of other people; unseen caresses under the table, rubbing your knee or thigh... if you get flustered, she’ll find it amusing and next time she’ll become even bolder.

Her kisses are demanding and fierce, her lips full and thick. She almost always leads, and she likes to drive you to the limit until you are breathless and have to stop for air. She uses her tongue... a lot. You feel at her mercy, which she has none. Also, she bites. However, some other times, on special occasions where she feels a little lost... her kisses are really vulnerable, with an almost invisible touch of insecurity.

She doesn’t give hugs very often but, when she does, they are firm and strong, possessive. More often than not, she hugs just with one arm: she surrounds your waist and pulls gently but demandly until your body is pressed against hers. When she gives a full hug, the air leaves your lungs, and you feel both completely protected and safe, but also a little small. 

Unless you ask otherwise... she will give you SO MANY love marks. She even gets a little smug about it. However, she is sensible and prudent, and always leaves the marks on hidden places, like the inner thigh... she feels like those marks are little secrets you two share.

Julian

Soooooooooo sweet when giving, soooooooooo brutish when receiving. He’s an addict for love marks, hickeys, bites and scratches. His love language is “letting you do whatever the fuck you want to him”, and will lose his mind if he sees the mark of your teeth on his skin. Even though he is so willing to let you put all your marks on him, he is a little reluctant at first to do the same to you (he doesn’t want to hurt you). However, if you insist juuuuust a little bit, he will succumb to temptation: he will observe the purplish marks appear on your skin like he’s witnessing a fucking miracle, incredulous that he was the one who did it.

Julian’s kisses are fervent like in a fever. If you kiss him a just a liiittle passionately, after you finish he will look at you like his head is still spinning. He wets, bites and licks his lips a lot, his lips are always a little swollen and reddish after you two kiss. But he also has a sweet side: he always asks for pecks on the cheek, and gives them in return too. He gives pecks for literally everything, every time: he’s going to work? First he needs his cheek kiss. He goes shopping? Cheek kiss. He goes to throw out the trash? Cheek kiss. He goes to the fucking bathroom? CHEEK KISS.

He likes to spin you around when he hugs you, and he always laugh when he does. He says he has everything under control, but it's not true: you're going to end up on the ground nine times out of ten... and somehow, he always looks surprised of that result. He's skinny and his arms are a little lanky, so his hugs aren't the most comfortable ones... but there's something sweet about watching Julian try to accommodate his long arms and hands around you.

His caresses are devoted, admired, almost timorous... as if he was praying to a saint and wasn’t totally sure to be allowed to touch them. He’ll make sure you like the contact by checking your expression all the time... but, to be honest, he lets the caresses almost always for the sexy times. Nonetheless, he is really fond of pats on the back, hand shakes and the like.

Muriel

He gives the sweetest hugs you will ever receive in your life. It’s unbelievable how, as big as he is, he can be so delicate, warm and soft. You can bury yourself in him, his wide chest and big arms feel like the safest place on earth. His chest always rumbles with the low and deep drums of his heart; it’s adorable when he gets embarrassed and his heart starts going fast... and suddenly he wants to end the hug so you don’t notice (too late, you always notice cause he’s not subtle). He gets addicted to hugs, he wants them aaaaall the time. After some time, you instinctively know when he wants one. He gives you that look, like an abandoned cub, and you know already that he’s desperate to cuddle.

His kisses are very chaste, you must not expect very steamy sessions out of him. He mostly gives sweet pecks; his lips are always soft, warm and a little humid (he unconsciously licks his lips a lot when you are around). It won’t come out of him to use his tongue or anything like that... but if it is YOU the one who gets steamy, you will presence a real show of him getting really into it while simultaneously wanting to run away in a matter of seconds. 

Any caress you give him will make him sigh with contentment. He falls asleep easily if you caress his back or his arms: he loves cuddling together in silence for HOURS. He will be the happiest person on earth if you scratch his scalp, and then he’ll try to reciprocate shyly. He is very generous, and will absentmindedly rub your back or play with your hair for as long as you’ll take it.

He will never dream of giving you any mark, he is so careful... if by accident he gives you a faint scratch or mark, he will stare at it frowning everytime he sees it, until it disappears. However, he gets a strange high from you giving him hickeys; it a weird mix of embarrassment and feeling proud. 

Portia

BEAR HUGS TM. Her body is so chubby, soft and warm, her arms so strong and reassuring. Her body feels like a giant pillow where you can sink to rest. When she hugs you it feels like you passed away and went to heaven, it’s like swimming in clouds. She always smells so good, with a faint sweet scent that reminds you of pastries or petrichor. She likes to pick you up with her strong arms and spin around until you both are dizzy (it doesn’t matter if you are tall or short, big or small... she will manage somehow). Portia is a A+ hugger... except when she chooses to give you a “Soul Crusher“. In those moments when you can see the mischief in her eyes and ear her theatrical evil laugh... you better run.

Her kisses are almost always short, playful pecks... she gives so many of them. She likes to play a game to give you as many kisses in your face as she can, as fast as she can... and she makes it a competition. You cannot win, she will give you a million kisses in two seconds! You both will end up laughing and with your whole face wet.

An expert on body care. She has lots of skin creams and oils,soaps and shampoos of all kinds of smells. She even tries to make her own, and then asks for your opinion on them. Sometimes, she will just say that you need to hydrate your skin, open up some bottle, and moisture your face or legs with its mysterious contents. Her hands are always warm, even in winter, you don’t understand how; but you don’t complain: feeling her hands against your skin is the best thing in the world (even if they're a little calloused from all the work she does).

Bad news... she loves to tickle. Tickles are a love language, and she speaks it too well. She just can’t help it... you look too cute!! When she thinks you look adorable, it activates her Cute-Aggression instinct, and she must just attack you with all the fury of her fingers.

Lucio

The King of Kisses. Lucio has an undeniable "Gomez Addams" style: he loves to charm you by kissing your entire arm, from the hand, wrist and inside of the elbow, to the shoulder and neck. He takes his sweet time in every kiss, like each is the last: his kisses are deliberate and wet, he does not mind leaving a faint trail of moisture behind him. He pouts and fervently presses his lips against your skin, he's a little messy and sloppy. Actually, he loves to kiss you anywhere: legs and feet are also some of his favorite spots; he’s not ashamed of a little body worship. If he's kissing you on the lips, his kisses can be bruising and demanding, but if you take the lead he'll submit immediately and he'll let little moans scape his throat.

His hugs are needy, like a child in search for comfort and reaffirmation. He especially likes to hug you while you lie down, while he rests on top of you; then, he buries his face in your hair or your axila, rubs his face against your chest, bites you... he whines a lot if you don’t comply, and can be a little annoying at times. The more you give the more he wants, so you’ll have to put a stop at some point or he will hug you at the most inconvenient of times. However, if you reciprocate and do the same things to him, he will absolutely melt at the spot.

He loooooves caresses, specially massages. Lucio loves taking turns to make each other relax, and he’s not sure what he likes more: feeling your hands wandering around his body, or watching your reactions when his hands wanders yours. He NEEDS continuous contact, at all times, no matter where you two are. Are you just talking or chilling? Ok, but just touch him somewhere. Even if it’s just your feet or knees touching, but something, or he will die of cold and loneliness :(

He’s just playing, but sometimes Lucio goes a little overboard with his bites. If he loses control and bites harder than he pretended, he will be the first one to get surprised and will sheepylish apologize with a nervous smile (it was a little oopsie?).

#the arcana #The Arcana Game #asra alnazar #nadia satrinava #julian devorak #portia devorak #muriel of the kokhuri #muriel #count lucio #lucio morgasson #ilya devorak #headcanons #the arcana headcanons #I'll probably make a lemon version of this at some point #for now here you have the chaste version lol

[bakerozza]

FINALLY Asrian nsft too! It was so fucking (lol) fun! 🙏💖

FULL PIC HERE

Asra x Muriel

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[likealizardyousay]

thank you for the excellent recommendations pinterest you truly know me so well

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[impashableimagines]

Can we get some hickey headcanons for the boys + Asra? Like giving and receiving, where they like to leave them, etc etc. I love your imagines 💕

Oh boy, I've been away too long! T.T Thank you for your kind words, I'll do what I can, hopefully it meets what you were looking for!

ASRA:

Adores leaving little hickeys on your hips and thighs!!

Is actually obsessed with your thighs, ngl

Like, cannot get enough of nibbling on them bc damn, baby, they're *magical*

As for receiving, I have to believe that Asra would 100% be into the idea of you leaving hickeys on their collarbones and chest, more than anywhere else

Bc this magician is smitten, baby, and they will make sure you know it by the sweet little sounds they make when you mark them up

JULIAN:

If Asra's obsessed with your thighs, this man is beyond obsessed with your neck and shoulders.

Loves to pepper you with hickeys all over your décolletage and across your shoulder-blades, so when you wear anything slightly more revealing, nobody can look at you from the front or back and not see you're marked as his.

Absolutely loves for you to leave hickeys on his wrists and his stomach. (What can I say? He's a soft boy who loves the more romantic, sensual locations over the strictly sexy ones.)

MURIEL:

I'll be honest, idk if Muriel's the hickey-leaving type, he seems just a bit too respectful for that, but also, if he IS, then he is absolutely the type to leave them on your chest and thighs.

He'll leave them in places that you can see them, but where you don't run the risk that others can, out of respect for your autonomy (and job security, lol).

As for receiving, he'd probably be too embarrassed to have any visible ones, and would probably hide them under his cloak if you left them anywhere obvious, bc he's an easily flustered man who can't handle the teasing of others. But he would absolutely relish in seeing the marks after the fact despite any outward embarrassment, bc YOU gave them to him.

LUCIO:

Leave. Hickeys. Everywhere. He will relish in every single one, and will absolutely show them off if you let him.

mons hickeys mons hickeys mons hickeys

Hickeys placed anywhere near the rabbit trail on either of you will make this man FERAL.

Lucio will fucking COVER YOU in hickeys. The man is indiscriminate. Expect to have to use A LOT of cover up or wear long sleeves year-round if you want to avoid questions from others.

As always, thank you all for sending in asks and being so supportive of me! You're feeling generous and/or enjoyed my writing, please consider donating to my ko-fi!

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[bakuliwrites]

His Worth- Julian Devorak x Reader

Rating: 18+ (MINORS DNI)

Fandom: The Arcana

Relationship: Julian Devorak x Reader

Summary: Julian struggles to see his worth, so you try to find a way to express how much he means to you, since he doesn't always seem to listen to your words.

Read here in this post or over on my AO3

“You know, I’m not sure what I’ve done to deserve you,” Julian begins as soon as you enter your shop that evening, his voice melancholy and distant. Your hunt for any information about the night of Count Lucio’s murder hasn’t been going especially well. Multiple times throughout the week, Julian has tried to dismiss you, to “spare you from the waste of time this all will inevitably turn out to be,” he claims. But you’ve been stubborn, refusing to give up in the middle of your search. From the moment you’d met Julian all those weeks ago, you’ve had a distinct feeling that he's innocent, despite his pessimism about the whole situation. You are absolutely determined to prove it.

“What do you mean?” you question as you flit from candle to candle around the room, attempting to illuminate the small space just a bit more. It is dreadfully dark outside, a moonless night looming overhead, weighty and ominous. You feel much safer with the lights on. And having Julian there, of course. 

“You’ve done so much for me,” he goes on, slumping against a bookshelf near the door, his gaze downturned and solemn, “I’m not sure how much worth I’ve had to you throughout this whole process. I’ve not felt like I’ve done much in the way of helping you out.” 

You pause in your candle-lighting, glancing across the room at Julian’s lanky frame leaning against the bookshelf.

“You’ve been a lot of help to me, Julian,” you try, though you know it won't get through to him, “This whole process has been helping me gain my own memories back. Besides, you’ve been- excellent company.” This last part you add with a blush, reflecting on all the (welcome) trouble the good Dr. Devorak hass gotten the two of you in the last few weeks. Your time in the library comes quickly to mind: your body pinned between him and the bookshelves, the feeling of his hands ghosting along your curves, the sweet taste of his lips on yours. The thought alone brings heat to your cheeks. 

“Well, be that as it may,” Julian returns with the quirk of one of his eyebrows and a flirtatious grin, “You’ve been all of that and more. I’ve not been able to offer you more than companionship. And honestly, it’s probably not even good company. I’ve been more of a hazard than anything else.” He flashes a pitying smile, appreciative of your effort to make him feel better, unable to accept the truth behind your words. 

Julian is always so hard on himself, so eager to please and unwilling to accept his own value. You want him to know how much you appreciate him, how much you love him, but it feels like words alone don't quite do justice to his worth. You’ve tried that tactic before, but he dismisses your compliments as mere formalities, even though you genuinely mean them. Julian is kind, he's funny, confident, intelligent. Dramatic and ridiculous, indeed, but endearingly so. You’ve never met someone as captivating and real as him. But every attempt to tell him so is passed off by him as admiration he is undeserving of. Your appreciation of him is body and soul, and he needs to know that.

A sudden idea comes to mind, one that makes your stomach flutter. If he isn’t going to listen to your words, maybe there's another way to get him to understand. No, you think to yourself, that would be awfully brash. But Julian deserves to know how wonderful he is. He deserves to be taken care of, too. And he's usually the one trying so hard to take care of others.  

“It’s difficult, sometimes, to express in words how much you mean to me,” you begin, striding slowly towards Julian’s silhouette, outlined by the flickering candlelight. You splay your hands against his broad chest, smoothing them over the fabric of his overcoat, garnering a quizzical look from him.

“I can try,” you continue, wide-eyes gazing up at him towering above you, trailing one hand up his shoulder and settling it on the back of his neck. You gently draw him down to you, laying your lips softly against his. Immediately, you feel the tension in his muscles melt away, his lips parting, eagerly accepting your kiss. Your lips linger briefly on his, before you draw back to look up into his dusky, gray eye once again.

“But it might be easier if I show you. If that’s alright with you?” you offer. A faint blush dances across his cheekbones, his lips still parted, before he wordlessly nods. Gently taking his gloved hand in yours, you lead Julian through the curtain separating your shop from your living quarters. His silence doesn’t last long as you ascend the stairs up to your room, his footsteps heavy with each thud of his boots on the steps.

“You know, you can be quite suave, sometimes,” he teases. You glance back briefly to catch him waggling his eyebrows at you, a devilish smirk spreading across his face. You roll your eyes in response, not sure that's quite true, but willing to take the compliment anyway. Even in the midst of his melodrama, Julian manages to be as coy as ever. You’ll have to make sure to mention that to him as something you appreciate. 

In your room, you take little time in stripping both of yourselves of your outer garments, throwing them haphazardly across the floor. Your lips crash hungrily against his as you push him back onto the bed, your mind temporarily foggy with the sensation of his fingers digging into your thighs and the warm scent of his musky cologne. You swiftly draw back from your kiss, eliciting a soft whimper from Julian, his gaze trailing longingly along your form above him. He tries to close the distance between you, rising up from where he lies to capture your lips again before you shove him back down onto the bed. 

“Ah, ah,” you tut, flashing a mischievous smile at him as you settle yourself on his lap, “Be patient, my love.” A wry grin dances across his face as you teasingly roll your hips against his. The fabric of the undergarments separating you from him, though little, is positively unbearable. But you have a plan in mind.

“So eager, my love?” you taunt, feeling his erection pressing into your thigh. You don't have much room to tease, feeling how slick your own folds are. Julian growls as you palm his bulge and languorously massage it.

“Mmmm, my Julian?” you hum as you continue to stroke him, your breath catching in your throat as you meet his loving gaze with yours.

“Yes? Yes, my darling?” he breathlessly returns, his pale skin flushed and lovely.

“Will you be a good boy for me tonight?” you coo, coquettishly biting your lip and running one hand through your hair, the other still attending to his bulge.

 “Yes,” he breathes, his good eye wide and sparkling, chest heaving with each strained exhale, “I’ll be a good boy for you. Just tell me what you want from me.” 

“Good,” you confirm, reaching forwards and tenderly raking your fingers through his wavy, auburn locks. He shivers with the tickle of each gentle pass your nails make against his skin.

“My only request for you tonight,” you start slowly, Julian’s head nodding in a pre-emptive agreement, “is to relax, let me do the work, and allow me to tell you all the things I adore about you.” 

Julian’s thick brows furrow with confusion, his face once flushed with arousal now crimson with sheepish stupefaction. You can't help but laugh a little at his humility. He might be boisterous and loud, but Julian is as humble as they came.

“That- that hardly seems fair,” he protests, but you hush him with a kiss.

“Just let me do this for you,” you argue, “You’re always making sure I’m taken care of. It’s time someone does the same for you.” He swallows, uncomfortably it seems, but when he sees how serious you are, his look of worry softens. 

“Alright, then,” he acquiesces, before hastily adding, “But only if I can return the favor sometime.” You dismiss the idea that somehow this was a “favor” for him, reassuring that everything you are about to say is the truth. 

“Not another word out of you, Julian,” you command, eliciting a contented hum from him. You return your fingers to the mess of curls on his head, combing them through the fiery strands.

“I love the way your hair sparks like fire in the sunlight,” you begin, watching as Julian closes his eye and purrs in satisfaction. After a moment, you move to cup his face in your hands, admiring aloud the angles of his high-cheekbones, the sharp curve of his cupid’s bow, and the aquiline hook of his nose. 

“May I?” you question, gesturing to his eyepatch. Julian shoots you a perplexed look, but nods in agreement.

“You’re quite adorable when you’re confused,” you giggle, pulling off his eyepatch and setting it on your bedside table. 

“Your eyes are silver, like moonlight on the surface of the sea,” you admire, watching as his face shifts from confused to bashful. In the beginning, he’d been so worried about showing you the red sclera of his covered eye, as if somehow you’d be repulsed by it. But you aren't, and can’t imagine a world where you would be.  

“You’re far too kind to me, y/n,” Julian tries.

“Hush, Julian. You promised you’d be a good boy,” you scold, smirking as you lean down to pepper kisses behind his ear. He moans, leaning his head to the side to allow you better access to the sensitive spot at the base of his ear. 

“I love the soft little moans you make when I do this,” you go on between kisses, smiling against his neck. You feel his chest rumble with a chuckle, before he sucks in a startled breath as you nip at his ear lobe. His hands grip your thighs tighter, fingernails delightfully digging into your skin, Julian’s hips grinding desperately against yours. You can feel how ready he is for you, but you aren’t quite ready to give him the pleasure just yet. You take one of his hands in yours, sitting up again, feeling his gaze wander over the curves of your hips and your breasts. You press a gentle kiss against the palm of his hand and then one by one on each of the pads of his fingertips.

“I love how kind you are. How intelligent, how funny, how confident,” you list, looking him in the eye. He still wears a perplexed expression, but his aroused flush returns in full force, pink from his cheeks to his chest, when you add, “I love what an absolute rogue and a scoundrel you can be.”

“You don’t have to say all these nice things, just to be nice-” he protests, but you cut him off by giving him a quick peck, just to hush him. When you’d requested his silence, you knew you’d been asking for a lot.

“I love your hands,” you purr, flashing a coy smile at him which he meets with an even more sinful one, “How they feel roaming along my body.” You take his hand and bring it to your breast, moaning sinfully as Julian massages it in his warm palm. His grin grows even more devilish as he takes the hard bud of your nipple between his fingertips and pinches, eliciting a whimper from you. 

“I love the way your elegant fingers seem to find the right spot every single time,” you emphasize, your voice strained as Julian circles your sensitive bud. Your own face must be just as red as his, if not more, feeling heat radiating off your body, your panties practically soaked now. You lead his other hand down the curves of your hips, past the hem of your undergarments, and down to your heat, where you direct him to slowly circle your clit with his index finger. 

“I love how wet you make me, Julian,” you whine, tossing your head back in pleasure as he picks up his pace, not able to look at the stupid cocky grin he’s suddenly acquired. He knows full well how much you want him, it's hardly a secret. You feel the coil in you growing tighter, your body taut with wanton desire.

You can't take it any longer, leaning swiftly down and capturing his lips in yours. He gives a muffled whimper before melting into you, his chest flush against yours, heart thrumming behind his ribcage, your breasts pressed firmly against his pecs. His large hands rove your body, trying to bring you even closer to him, as if he wants to merge the two of you into one. You feel his tongue hungrily slip past your lips, desperate and warm.

“I adore your sharp tongue,” you breathe, drawing back for but a moment before crashing back into him. Your kisses are sloppy, hurried, and in each moment you draw back to take a breath you speak, “I love what this tongue of yours does to me,” and, “One moment quick, and the other cloyingly languid. ” You turn your attention to the rest of his body. Your lips leave open-mouthed kisses trailing along his jawline and down his neck, suckling as you go, drawing constrained groans from Julian, who is quickly unraveling beneath you. 

“I love how your skin wears my marks, for the whole world to see,” you croon, sinking lower and lower down his body. You take one of his nipples in your mouth, flicking it with your tongue and nipping at it.

“Ah, you’re so good to me, y/n,” he groans, as you move over to give some much needed attention to his other nipple.

“My dearest Julian,” you sigh, “You are so good to me.” Further down Julian’s body you go, raking your fingernails along his stomach, the music of Julian’s sighs and whimpers pleasant in your ears.

“Your voice, it’s like velvet,” you go on, hooking your fingers into the hem of his underwear, pulling them down painfully slow, all the while complimenting his lithe, slender body. You cast his underwear aside, his cock finally springing free, throbbing and erect. You purposefully avoid it, turning your attention to his legs, which you lift slightly just to pull him closer to you, drawing a giggly yelp from Julian as you drag him down the bed. You nestle yourself between his thighs, biting and kissing the insides of them, basking in the mewls and moans of your name falling from Julian’s lips. 

“I love your long legs, how strong they are, how lovely,” you continue, moving further up his thigh until Julian is practically weeping for you to stop being such a tease. Now it's your turn to flash a devilish grin. 

“Please, y/n,” he begs, propping himself up on his elbows so he can shoot an anguished look down at you. You consider him for a moment, cruelly perhaps, but seeing him become a simpering mess beneath your touch is too exciting not to enjoy. 

“I suppose you’ve been a good boy,” you concede. Swiftly, you take his cock in your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip. Julian’s head falls back, a husky groan falling from his lips before he whips his hooded gaze back to you. His hands tangle in your hair as your head bobs up and down along his shaft. You press his hips firmly to the mattress, preventing them from bucking into you, his impatience with your teasing growing. But the mewls and lilting cries of your name tell you Julian is enjoying your ministrations. You can feel he's close, but you aren’t quite ready for him to come yet. Drawing back from him, your mouth sliding off his cock with a wet, sordid sound, you hover your hips above his again. 

“I love the way you taste on my tongue,” you speak as you toss aside your underwear. Julian brings a hand up to cover his eyes, feigning an affected, demure look, as if he is the most tortured, humiliated man alive.

“My darling, y/n, please,” he pants, peeking at you through his fingers, the heavy rise and fall of his chest filling you with absolute delight. You love how completely undone he looks.  

“What is it that you want me to do, my love?” you drawl, tracing a finger along his hip. 

“I want you-” his breath hitching as you plant another kiss along his inner thigh, “Ta- take me.”

“Is that how good boys ask for things?” you coo wickedly. He groans in frustration, though he wears a grin that betrays his enjoyment.

“Please take me,” he emphasizes, casting the hand that was covering his face dramatically aside, “Please let me come inside you.” 

“Good boy, Julian. That’s just what you’ll have then.” With this, you lower yourself onto Julian, his erection slipping easily into your wet folds. He inhales sharply between his teeth, before letting out a loud, sultry groan as you begin to bounce up and down on his cock. His hips snap against yours, the lewd sounds of your bodies slamming against one another intermingling with your soft sighs and Julian’s needy moans. 

“You’re such a good boy, Julian,” you cry, his hips pounding mercilessly into you, drawing you closer and closer to orgasm, “So amazing. You’re so wonderful to me.” You can feel Julian’s imminent release, pulsing inside you as a string of incoherent babbling falls from his mouth.

“Love you- so much,” he grunts, his fingers finding their way back to your heat and rubbing quick circles around your clit. 

“Love you, too,” you pant, leaning down and smashing your lips against his. It isn't the most comfortable angle, but you feel like you need him nearer, pressed up against you as close as he can be. His breath fans across your lips as you break the kiss, leaning back a bit for some air, before diving back in to capture his mouth in yours. With each thrust, Julian sinks deeper into you, his tip relentlessly hitting the exact right spot. The pressure in your core builds, a white-hot fire bursting inside you.

“S-so close, Julian,” you practically whisper through shallow breaths, your head dizzy with pleasure, “So good to me.” Julian cries out beneath you, finally brought over the edge, his warmth spilling inside you, filling you and threatening to trickle down your inner thighs. In tandem, your walls begin to shudder around his member, contracting tightly until an overwhelming wave of ecstasy rocks your body. Your lips sing out his name, “Julian,” like a sacred hymn, stars dotting your vision with each ripple of pleasure surging through you. 

You give each other a few more languid pumps before settling on his lap, trying to calm your ragged breaths. Through the strands of your mussed up hair, you see Julian’s flushed, contented face gazing lovingly back at you, a twinkle in his gray eyes. He quirks a smile before gently guiding you off of him and settling you down beside him, entwining his body with yours. You are a tangle of limbs now, silent and fulfilled, your shared heartbeats a quiet lullaby.

“I think you’re going to have to tell me all the things you love about me more often,” Julian teases, kissing your temple and drawing you into him. You softly press your lips to his, soaking up his warmth. 

“I hope you realize I mean all of it,” you return, pulling back to look him in the eye, “All of it and more. You are worth more to me than words could ever express, Julian. Even if you don’t see it yourself.” He closes his eyes and smiles, pressing his forehead against yours.

“Thank you for showing me,” he whispers.

“You don’t have to thank me, my love,” you speak, feeling your eyes begin to fall shut with exhaustion, “Just remember how much I love you.” He lets out a pleasant sigh, about to say something else when you remember a thought you had before.

“By the way,” you begin, a smirk tugging at your lips, “I meant to tell you another thing I like about you.” He leans back a bit to meet your gaze, one brow shooting up in curiosity.

“Oh? And what is that?” he questions, a roguish glint in his eye. 

“Even in the midst of all your melodrama and bellyaching,” you start, “You still manage to shamelessly flirt and canoodle and carry on.” A guffaw from the good doctor, which you meet with a playful swat to his arm.

“Now, would I really be me if I didn’t do that?” he reasons, his long arms seizing you and pressing you close. You giggle, nuzzling into the crook of his neck, luxuriating in the comfort of his embrace. It is these quiet moments with him that mean more to you than anything else in the world.

#the arcana #julian devorak #julian devorak x reader #julian x reader #julian x apprentice #julian x you #my fanfiction #spicy #lemon #ao3 #praise #body worship #Julian deserves so much love and praise #he's so wonderful #fluff and spice #minors dni #the arcana game #the arcana fanfiction #my writing #this has been up on my AO3 for a hot minute #but I thought I'd put it on my tumblr too #sinful sunday #sinday? #sinday it is #sinday #dani writes

[devoraqs]

With Love's Light Wings

Summary:

"With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls; For stony limits cannot hold love out," - Romeo and Juliet, Act II scene ii Julian and Alexander make the most of a convenient gap in Julian's time onstage in the latest Goldgrave play (even if it means scaling too many flights of stairs)

Pairing: Ilyacha

Characters: Julian Devorak, Alexander MacRionnag

Word Count: 6,165 (full fic on AO3, link at the bottom)

Content Warnings: explicit smut

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“ A plague o' both your houses! They have made worms' meat of me: I have it, And soundly too: your houses!”

His arm flung haphazardly around Mateusz, who was playing Benvolio’s neck, Julian staggered off stage into the stage left wing, his fist clenched around the reddening splotch in his shirt where Mercutio had been stabbed, and where Alexander knew was a little red pouch of reddened oil that burst on impact. Dryly he thought it didn’t look like what it actually looked like when one was stabbed, but for the purposes of the drama it worked well. Sitting in the aisle seat a few rows back from the stage, Alexander’s own fingers were curled round a scrap of paper that Julian had quickly pushed into his hands earlier, upon which was scribbled Meet me in the rafters after my death scene. Beside him, Caspian sniffed, completely engrossed and barely even noticing when Alexander quietly got to his feet and slipped away unnoticed through a series of doors, stairs, and ladders up to the fly loft.  

Continue on AO3

#the arcana #julian devorak #julian the arcana #julian x apprentice #apprentice alexander #ilyacha #my writing #spicy #lemon #me: idk maybe I won't post stuff w my ocs anymore #also me eventually: fuck it ig #also hi I remembered my ao3 password #julian

[the-iron-orchid]

...and now we know who Jinana is using hir magic on. (As if there were any doubt!) Clearly this is only the beginning; there aren't even any marks on him yet!

Links to two full 2K renders below, including the full-body version that shows, uh, everything. :)

Floating Julian closeup 2K

🍋🔞Floating Julian full-body 2K (warnings: full male nudity, magic restraints, f l u i d s, magic handjob)

#my art #Silk and Velvet #julian devorak #the arcana julian #lemon #seeing how many times you can get this man off in one evening is something of a sport at Evander's events lol #earplugs not provided

[gabberdraw]

070 *slowpoke meme here* aw well i was held up for 3 weeks but better late than never!

originally for @the-midsummer-masquerade but i'm posting it instead for Nadia's Birthday cuz HOOO-WEE what a better time than now? feat. the forest trio with @skelanda 's MC Lily here for the fun :3c

🔞🔞🔞 18+ ONLY, m*nors dni, FULL UNDER THE CUT and alts out there on twatter somewhere 👀✨ 🔞🔞

#the arcana #vesuviaafterdark #the arcana midsummer masquerade #julian devorak #nadia satrinava #muriel of the kokhuri #lily the fae #count lucio #lucio morgasson #mareen the mess #lemon

[jjthebunbun]

😌 Arcana WIP 😌

#the arcana game #the arcana #Julian devorak #fan apprentice #Canis de mila #oc #original character #for the demons #wip #my art #lemon art #the arcana lemon #the arcana game mc #the arcana Julian

[drustvar]

Suppertime

Julian continuously gets in the way while cooking and gets exactly what he deserves

Day 2 for the Midsummer Masquerade, impact play

Contents /  Tags: Light dom sub mechanics, Impact play / spanking, praise, edging and denial Pairing: Julian / Rosie  WC: 1,238 AN: This was fun, writing domme Rosie is always fun heehee. Julian can’t ever shut up and I really don’t think he’d be happy unless he gets suplexed through a table. 

“How many times do I have to tell you?” Rosie’s question was followed by a loud smack as she struck Julian’s behind with the spatula. “You stay out of the kitchen when I’m cooking.” Julian stifled a groan as she smacked him again.

“In my defense, I uh, I was only trying to be helpful.” His face was already flushed. “Really, truly.”

“Hm, and you do a fine job of it,” she said, idly twirling the spatula, fully aware of how hungrily he watched it. “Always managing to be standing in front of the exact cupboard I need to get into, stealing nibbles of the meal before it's done.”

“Well you always have to take a taste test as you cook, right?” He bit his lip as she narrowed her eyes at him.

“As it’s cooking,” she said. “I caught you pinching off the bread dough while it was still rising, you little thief.”

“Well, ah, thieves should be punished, shouldn’t they?” He asked as he leaned closer. Rosie growled and pushed him against the counter, which he eagerly sunk down against.

“That’s exactly what you’d like isn’t it,” she asked, tilting his chin up with one of her nails. “Surely you dunnae think I wouldn’t catch on to your little plan, did you?”

“Oh, no of course not, I-” his voice died into a whimper as she dug her nails into his jaw. “Well alright that was a, uh, certainly a considered bonus.” They stared at one another for a moment, the bubbling of the pot on the stove being the only sound that broke the hungry silence.

“Shirt off,” Rosie commanded as she withdrew her grip. She turned back to check the various pots and pans cooking on the stove as he hurriedly rid himself of the garment. “No, those stay on,” she said without even looking his way, just pointing at his trousers with one of her nails.

“Oh, yes of course. I uh, well seen as I’m being punished I don’t get to decide what comes off and what doesn’t do I?”

“Up,” was all Rosie said as she pulled him to his feet. He eagerly followed her lead, his hands trailing yearningly up her legs and the swell of her hips.

“Stay,” she commanded as she stepped away to rummage in one of the drawers. He obeyed, biting his lip as he leaned against the counter and waited for her. Try as he might, he couldn’t see what she had quite literally hidden up her sleeve when she returned to him; though his curiosity was quickly forgotten as she tangled her fingers in his hair and tilted his head back, exposing his throat to press open mouth kisses to his skin, almost taunting him with the edges of her teeth. Her hand trailed lazily up and down his chest before gripping and squeezing, winning a pleased groan as her nails dug into his skin.

“Please-”

Rosie hushed him and pressed a softer kiss to his collar. Julian couldn’t help but groan again and roll his hips against her as she pinched and rolled his nipples between her fingers. He yelped as he felt the pinch of clothespins against his skin—so that was what she’d had hidden in her sleeve. She hushed him again and briefly stepped away to grab the spatula she’d smacked him with earlier. She motioned for him to turn around, which he did so eagerly

“Good boy,” she purred as she traced his spine slowly, enough to make him whine before she swung and struck him hard on the ass with the spatula. Julian moaned and gripped the edge of the sink so tightly his knuckles went white.

“Is this what you wanted? This why you kept comin’ in here and botherin’ me?” She asked as she swatted him again. He groaned and his heart fluttered, even though he couldn’t see he could easily imagine the way her teeth glinted as she grinned.

“Use your words.”

“Yes, yes.” He found it hard to speak; his trousers had become uncomfortably tight.

“That’s my good boy,” she said, petting his flank. “You just cannae help but get in trouble, can you?”

“No, I,” he gulped as he felt the edge of the wooden spatula pressing against his thigh. “That’s, ah, that’s why I need you to keep me in line.” He sighed as she pressed close against his back and wrapped her arms around him, humming low in her throat and lazily kissing his shoulder.

“You’re awful lucky I didn’t have my rolling pin on hand,” she murmured as she brushed her fingers over the clothespins and made him whine.

“O-oh but that certainly could have been fun too, nothing quite as exhilarating as getting the wind knocked out of you, eh?”

“I’m not about to throw you around like that in my kitchen. With your gangly limbs you’d bring everything on the walls down with you.”

He opened his mouth to speak, but could only make a pitiful, needy sound as she sank her teeth into the space between his shoulder and his neck. Her hands trailed up his chest, and he yelped again as the clothespins were roughly pulled off.

“Oh you poor thing,” Rosie teased, her voice mockingly sympathetic. “All swollen and red, they must hurt, hm?” He moaned and arched his back against her as she rubbed them in gentle circles.

“Rosie, oh, Rosie, please,” he whined. It was starting to become maddening, he needed more.

“Hmm? Oh, hang on a second.” The warmth of her pressed against his back left as she turned to check the pot on the stove. He whimpered, but stayed still, stiff as a board.

“Five more minutes,” she said, setting the ladle down and returning the pot’s lid. “But it would have been sooner if someone had stayed out of the kitchen.” She smacked his ass again, this time with just her hand.

“Well, uh, like you said, I just can’t help but get into trouble.”

“I know, I know. You’re such a naughty boy,” she trailed her nails lightly up and down his sides. “Whatever should I do with you?”

“Could you..?” He caught her hand and pressed it to his waistband.

“Could I … what? Speak up.”

He moaned and bucked against her hand as she nipped the soft skin of his neck.

“Please, touch me,” he cried, his voice cracking. “There, there please, I need it so badly it hurts.”

Rosie’s teeth on his neck were replaced by soft kisses pressed against already bruising skin. “Oh, that’s too bad, isn’t it? That’s a reward for good boys, and as we established, you’ve been very naughty.”

“I know, but-” his voice devolved into a groan as she pinched his nipples; his face burned as he could tell he was starting to leak pre.

“Shhh,” she crooned as she gently held his throat, feeling his pulse jump beneath her fingers. “Now, I want you to go upstairs and take care of yourself and wash up. Food’ll be ready by then. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes, yes of course,” he panted. “Yes ma’am, I’ll be good.”

“I know you will,” she pressed a kiss to his cheek before giving his ass one last dismissive smack and turning back to the stove. “Off with you then.”

Julian had never run up a flight of stairs so fast in his whole life.

#midsummer masquerade #vesuvia after dark #julian devorak #rosie springwald #rosie #julian #lemon #mine #DAY TWO LETS GOOOOOOO\ #i had this prompt kicking around for a while and im so glad it actually fit for one of the days #minors if you so much as look at this i throw a brick at your head #this will be ported to ao3 later too

[honeyweaselcandles]

Candle Catalogue

Here you can find a list of all the candles I have on offer, with a link to the page to buy them and a description of the scent of said candle. It will also contain my commission information, all under the read more.

Commissions

Linked above is my commission form, once submitted I will look it over and contact you when I am ready to begin discussing it with you. Depending on other orders/commissions/my own schedule, I may not get back to you right away. Commissioned candles are, of course, more customizable than my premade variety. If you want a specific kind of vessel for your candle, for example, provided you have the funds I can make something different than my usual metal tins.

Commissioned candles do not have to be fandom related. You're welcome to commission a candle with a specific scent you like and can't find elsewhere, for religious purposes, or just about any reason you can think of. You could also commission a candle I make already, with modifications, in a different container or subbing out a scent. You could make your own blend for a character I already offer, anything at all is on the table.

If you do get a commission in my standard 4 oz tin as many people do, however, here are my prices:

To clarify: if I already own the scents necessary for what you want, there will be no extra charge. If I need to purchase new ones because I don't own them yet, that is what would cost extra.

Pre-made Candles

Here I will list all of my currently available candles and their scents, with links attached.

Julian Devorak: Orchid, rosemary, seasalt, black coffee, and a hint of leather. (Tealight Link)

Egbert: Fresh air, light florals, white musk, coconut, zingy lime, bright blue razzberry gushers. (Tealight Link)

Rose Lalonde: Roses, lilac, fresh rain, and old books. (Tealight Link)

Jade Harley: Green leaves, fresh fallen snow, turned earth, and light musk. (Tealight Link)

Dave Strider: Juicy apple, thyme, sandalwood, jasmine, and vinyl. (Tealight Link)

Jane Crocker: French vanilla, almond cupcakes, and tobacco smoke. (Tealight Link)

Roxy Lalonde: Sweet cotton candy, orchids, and sea spray. (Tealight Link)

Jake English: Caramel popcorn, pine, cut wood, cedar, and woodsmoke. (Tealight Link)

Dirk Strider: Orange soda, teakwood, amber, hints of motor oil and steel. (Tealight link)

Sollux Captor: Honey, apple, sage, lemon and citrus. (Tealight Link)

Aradia Megido: Graveyard dirt, black cherry, and petrichor. (Tealight Link)

Tavros Nitram: Worn playing cards, rock sea cliffs, warm caramel, and coconut. (Tealight Link)

Karkat Vantas: Warm cotton sweaters, coffee, and maraschino cherry. (Tealight Link)

Vriska Serket: Blood orange, grapefruit, lemon, ginger, and steel. (Tealight Link)

Nepeta Leijon: Dry leaves, dirt, chamo-meow-ile, mint, and a touch of patchouli. (Tealight Link)

Kanaya Mayram: Rosemary, blackberries, pepper, clean linens, and steel. (Tealight Link)

Terezi Pyrope: Dragon's blood and fruity red kool-aid. (Tealight Link)

Gamzee Makara: Baked goods, lime, cannabis, and sea salt. (Tealight Link)

Eridan Ampora: Violets, cashmere scarves, crackling ozone, and sea spray. (Tealight Link)

Feferi Peixes: Ocean air, teakwood, fresh strawberries, and sakura blossoms. (Tealight Link)

Calliope: Brown sugar, linen, books, and lime. (Tealight Link)

Frog Candles

Green Frog:

Pink Frog:

Gay Pride Frog:

Trans Pride Frog:

Bi Pride Frog:

Nonbinary Pride Frog:

Lesbian Pride Frog:

#homestuck #candle #candles #fandom #small business #fan creator #nepeta leijon #dirk strider #rose lalonde #dave strider #julian devorak #jake english #sollux captor #eridan ampora #gamzee makara #calliope #the arcana

[genderenvyelimination]

First Round Masterlist

3/12/2023:

Zuko | Avatar: The Last Airbender vs. Red | Don't Hug Me I'm Scared

Asmodeus | Obey Me! vs Garry | Ib

Spencer Reid | Criminal Minds vs. ENA | ENA

John Doe | Malevolent vs Lyfrassir Edda | The Bifrost Incident

Blackbeard | Our Flag Means Death vs. Percy Jackson | Percy Jackson and the Olympians

Otachi | Pacific Rim vs. Kurama | Naruto

Thanatos | Hades vs. Obito | Naruto

Lydia Deetz | Beetlejuice vs. John Mitchell | Being Human UK

Milo Thatch | Atlantis vs. Hiccup | How to Train Your Dragon

Loki | Norse Mythology vs. Kaworu | Neon Genesis Evangelion

Chat Noir | Miraculous Ladybug vs. Stevonnie | Steven Universe

3/14/2023:

Byleth | Fire Emblem vs. Fiver | Watership Down

Toruk Makto | Avatar: Way of Water vs. Aragorn | LOTR

Alma Winograd-Diaz | Undone vs. Jennifer Check | Jennifer's Body

Meta Knight | Kirby vs. Anakin Skywalker | Star Wars

Sylvester Ashling | Epithet Erased vs. Emmet | Pokemon

Thursday Plurbonym Boyporridge | Strange Aeons vs. Wizard | wizardisananimal

Bears in Trees | Band vs. 4th Phase Ghouls | Ghost BC

Electra | Starlight Express vs. Gerard Way | MCR

Hare | Tales from EarthSea vs. Sonic | Sonic the Hedgehg

Hero Killer Stain vs. Hawks | BNHA

Ekko | Arcane vs. Papa Emeritus IV/Copia | Ghost Band

Will Wood | Will Wood and the Tapeworms vs. The Toy Soldier | The Mechanisms

3/15/2023:

Lewis Pepper | Mystery Skulls vs. The Curious | Creeped Out

Raine Whispers | The Owl House vs. El-Ahrairah | Watership Down

Kris Dreemur | Deltarune vs. Doug Eiffel | Wolf 359

Elias | Ancient Magnus Bride vs. Ash Crimson | King of Fighters

Testament | Guilty Gear vs. Megamind | Megamind

Undertaker | Black Butler vs. Cure Chocolat | Kira Kira Precure a la Mode

Young Tim Curry Characters | Clue vs. Rumi | Just Roll With It

Richard III | Requiem of the Rose King vs. Simon Petrikov |Adventure Time

Denji | Chainsaw Man vs. Sasori | Naruto

Hunter | Rain World vs. Sam Winchester | Supernatural

Eddie Munson | Stranger Things vs. Magnus Chase | Magnus Chase

3/16/2023:

Hiei | Yu Yu Hakusho vs. Kaname Date | Ai: the Somnium Files

Bold and Brash | Spongebob Squarepants vs. Lucienne | Sandman (THEY BOTH WON?)

E-boy Wojak | Meme culture vs. Cal Kestis | Jedi: Fallen Order

Team Rocket | Pokemon vs. Nico de Angelo | Percy Jackson/ Riordanverse

Ludwig Von Drake | Disney vs. Red Lizard | Rain World

Julian Devorak | Arcana vs. Professor Venomous | OKKO

Giovanni Potage | Epithet Erased vs. Ryuko | Kill La Kill

Mr. Fox | Fantastic Mr. Fox vs. Zim | Invader Zim

Dio Brando | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure vs. Sasuke Uchiha | Naruto

Yamato | One Piece vs. Roy Mustang | Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood

Lemon Grab | Adventure Time vs. Fujimoto | Ponyo

Mizuki | Project Sekai vs. Gomez Addams | Addams Family

3/17/2023:

Arven | Pokemon Scarlet and Violet vs. Reigen | Mob Psycho 100

Pure Vessel | Hollow Knight vs. Lord Shen | Kung Fu Panda 2

Trunks | Dragon Ball vs. Dr. Robotnik | Sonic

Five Pebbles | Rain World vs. The Goblin King | Labyrinth

Turrican OST | Turrican Game vs. Ganon's Corpse | Breath of the Wild 2

Edgar Allen Poe | Bungo Stray Dogs vs. Mollymauk Tealeaf | Critical Role

Dwight Enys | Poldark vs. Will Graham | Hannibal

Scrooge McDuck | Ducktales 2017 vs. Dr. Emmett Brown | Back to the Future

Rohan Kishibe | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure vs. Bilbo Baggins | Hobbit

Micheal Afton | Five Nights At Freddy's vs. Cecil Palmer | Welcome To Nightvale

Carla | Dumbing of Age vs. Larry | Pokemon

Tragedians | Pathologic vs. Zagreus | Hades

Alucard | Castlevania vs. Robin | One Piece

#genderenvyelimination #this is going to get loooooooooooong

[pond-porridge]

Okay so brief explanation on how we sorted this:

Fictives have been sorted by various sources, other alters have been sorted by what worlds they come from if any (some alters here have past memories like fictives, but no source, some from the same world/area even! Worlds 1-4 because we arent good at naming them), and a miscellaneous category (untitled).

• • • • • •

Lemon/Percy

Lui

R

Nyx

Venus

Vennia

Kix

Ghost

Ave

Citrus

Storm

Nova

BB/"Blond Boy"

Ryuu

Alex

Atlas

Vix

Oliver

"Arms"

Pixie

Lilith

• • • • • •

WORLDS

1

Cyrus Ledger

Cass Ledger

Dimirti

Iris

Koru

Rouge

2

Cherry O.

Blackberry O.

Rose O.

Echo

Thorn

Asher Jones

Russel Casmire Jones

3

Azriel

Archer

Tensanai

4

Elias

Calamity

Finn

• • • • • •

FICTIVES

Heartless

Dopple Glass

Glass

Eira Hale

Flint Solvieg

Alchemy Valentine

Lance Lothaire

Bandy Bellamis

Heartless

River Dial

Alastor Creed

Dock

Lorelei

Diana Shikari

Arthyr

Epithet Erased

Sylvester Ashling

Molly Blyndeff

Ramsey Murdoch

Zora Salazar

Percival King

Mera Salamin

Giovanni Potage

The Arcana

Julian Devorak

Portia Devorak

Sanders Sides AU (NOT original Sanders Sides)

Logan

Patton

Virgil

Roman

Remus

Janus

Pinshu

Remy

Raya/Riot/Ray

Encanto

Camilo Madrigal

Isabella Madrigal

The Owl House

Hunter

Amity Blight

Emira Blight

Edric Blight

Alador Blight

Luz Noceda

Raine Whispers

Willow Park

Eda Clawthorne

Darius

Matholomule

Augustus Porter

Stranger Things

Robin Buckley

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

Nancy Wheeler

Max Mayfield

Johnathan Byers

Will Byers

Dustin Henderson

Other (Only one from their source/not completely a fictive)

Juno

Begal

Vee

• • • • • •

[bakuliwrites]

Intimacy with the M6 Headcanons

Just an assortment of spicy headcanons for the M6. I had posted this on my old blog, but thought I would bring it back on this one, too. More below the cut. I also have a fair number of spicy Arcana fanfic on my AO3, which is linked at the top of my blog, if you are 18+. TW: K*nk

Very much enjoys teasing you. Especially in public spaces. They'll be subtle about it, but love to watch you squirm. Gentle brushes of their fingertips against you, sliding their hand along your thigh underneath the table, you name it. They like to see you become a blushing mess. But they don't want to humiliate you. They only tease if it's something that you enjoy and are okay with.

Magic play, magic play, magic play. Since you are both magicians, you can certainly get up to a fair amount of fun in the bedroom with your skills. Temperature play, ghosting along one another without actually touching each other. If the two of you can dream it, you can do it. They can also set great mood lighting with their magic. I also imagine that they'd enjoy outdoor sex. In secluded places though. Under a tranquil waterfall, beneath a canopy of leaves in a sun dappled forest. Places that are peaceful and private, and maybe have magical connection.

Their dirty talk is filthy, but witty. It's not crass, but it's certainly not for the ears of others. They're quite sly about it and have a way with words. Asra's banter is also top-notch. They might get a little flustered when you dirty talk back to them, but they'll bounce back with something witty not too long after.

Sleepy, lazy morning sex is a fave of Asra's. Languid, gentle, relaxing. They love the way you look in the morning light. Asra could laze around in bed with you all day, just taking the time to pleasure one another. Forget the shop, they're tending to you all day. You'll get plenty of snuggles and tea breaks though. Asra's aftercare is stupendous. They're very attentive and make sure you're staying hydrated and eating properly (especially if you're planning to stay in bed together all day).

Definitely a dom. But she secretly wants to be dommed sometimes. As someone in a position of power, she often feels the stress and high-demands of it. Sometimes, she wants to relinquish some of that power and be cared for, herself. It's tough for her to show her vulnerable side, but if she really loves and trusts you, you'll get to see it. I feel like she's capable of separating sex and emotion, too. If you're down for just a casual fling, so is she.

Very much enjoys worshiping your body. Doesn't expect it in return, necessarily, but you absolutely should. Nadia is a goddess and deserves to know how utterly beautiful she is. She loves every part of your body, but her most favorite part is your hips. She could smooth her hands along your curves all day. I also feel like she'd be really into aphrodisiacs. Like foods (oysters, caviar, etc...) and scented oils/incense/herbs. All things to make your experience with her all the more sensual.

Has the most gorgeous lingerie. And will get some made for you, too, if you want. It's high-end and ranges in variety. A lot of it is lace, but she has some strappy leather ones and body chains. Body suits are a fave of Nadia's. She also has an extensive collection of toys. They're all very high quality and rather expensive. And, being rather creative and inventive, she's probably even created a few toys herself.

She's very structured about her encounters with you. She strikes me as someone who would set aside a specific time to fool around. But if you are more spontaneous, that excites her. She's so rigid about everything else in her life. It kind of gets her off to be swept off her feet in an impassioned, impromptu way. She's not super big on PDA, but if you catch her by surprise in her office, she will be utterly delighted.

Please litter the inside of his thighs with kisses, he will love you forever. He's so sensitive there (And he will love you even more if you nibble him). His neck and behind his ears are also some favorite spots of his. He can't help the little moans that'll inevitably escape his lips when you pay special attention to those places. He has some trusty ropes and harnesses he likes to use, but if you buy him lacy lingerie, he will absolutely wear that, too. All the leather, for sure. He'll even keep the plague mask on (if you really insist upon it).

Definitely has a good dirty talk game, but he gets pretty flustered, too. He'll turn bright red and start sputtering if you catch him by surprise. Call him, "Baby Boy," and he will lose his goddamn mind (talk about a blushing, sputtering mess, haha). He's also all for quickies, if you're both feeling really frisky. And he's a master at finding private spots in public spaces where you won't get caught.

Laughs a lot and isn't afraid to be goofy during sexy times. Including with roleplay. He'll act out an absolutely ridiculous scene and somehow make it hot as hell. You're laughing the entire time, but damn is he good. He likes to keep things light and fun. But he can be more serious and emotional when he needs to be. I think Julian is actually rather emotional about sex. He's capable of one night stands, but he does tend to get attached.

He has healing hands (literally with his mark, and figuratively speaking). He gives great massages (and is quite skilled with those elegant fingers of his). He'll be gentle with you, if you want, or rougher if that's what you need. But he's always ready to give you amazing aftercare. Make sure to give him some extra loving afterwards, too. We all know Julian is a sub and into pain, so make sure to take good care of him.

Loves to roleplay and utilize costumes. A go to scene is pretending to be strangers at a party and picking one another up. The Masquerades are a great place to do that. She loves the anonymity of the masks (obviously, she can still recognize you, though). To her, there's something mysterious and sexy about hooking up with a "stranger" at a party.

I see her as a switch, but she is an amazing dom. It's a lot of fun for her to be the one in control, especially since her job is one where she has to work for someone else. And she is eager to please you, too. She's a little nervous about being a dom at first, but she eases into it rather quickly. I don't see her getting too rough with anything, but she can be if you want her to be. If you have any particular kinks, she's also willing to try them out.

She is an excellent baker, and has all sorts of sweet treats, so food play is certainly on the table. Honey, whipped cream, etcetera. Anything sweet, for her sweetheart, of course. Picnics that turn sensual are even better. A romantic, sexy time amidst a beautiful field of wildflowers is ideal. I think a lot of her lingerie would be floral as well (and so adorable).

She likes to spoil you and call you cute names just to see you blush. Your time with her is always bubbly and energetic. Lots of giggling and lots of teasing. She doesn't really do a lot of dirty talk, but definitely coy looks. You always know when she's frisky if you catch her gazing at you from across the room, gently biting her lip while her eyes rove your form. She'll pull you into the nearest hidden alcove as soon as she gets a chance. Her aftercare is so sweet and filled with lots of snuggles.

Praise him, please!!!! He will be so flustered and feel like he doesn't deserve it, but this man 100% deserves any and all praise you can give him. Tell him how handsome he is, how wonderful and kind. Worship every part of him (you'll be met with some insistence on his part that you're being too kind, but we all know how incredible Muriel is). He'll do the same, for you. He's a man of few words, but the tender way his hands roam your body is enough to tell you how much he worships you. Muriel can be a sub, but he can absolutely be a soft dom for you. The act of being a dom feels like a reclamation for him, momentous and important in recognizing his own identity and giving himself autonomy. He trusts you and feels appreciative that you trust him. 

Run your fingers through his hair and he will melt (just don't tug or pull, he does not do any rough sex). Muriel is really quiet during sex, but the gentle sensation of your nails against his scalp is enough to make him mewl a little. He'll feel shy about it at first, but after a while, he'll allow you to hear him a little more. Whisper words of affection/sweet pet names to him and press featherlight kisses to him- you can just listen to his quiet, contented hums.

Bath sex is a must. No matter how big or small the bathtub is. Muriel loves the perfumed scents, the relaxing warmth, and having you close to him. And please massage his sore muscles (it's hard work to maintain looking like a whole ass meal everyday). It's nice for him to feel pampered sometimes and he is all about returning that luxury to you. He'll give you the best massages and cuddles.

Sex and emotion are intertwined for Muriel. It's a sacred act for him, one that he will only engage in if it's with someone he really, truly trusts. So long has he lived feeling undeserving of love and touch. If he chooses to be intimate with you, it really is an honor. And he absolutely luxuriates in your gentle caresses, the feeling of your hands smoothing along his body. It's one of the few times he shows vulnerability, and crying (though he might be embarrassed about it) is not out of the realm of possibility.

Will try most anything once. Has a wide range of kinks, some of which include, but are not limited to: bondage, pain play (he can leave the talons on, if you like, and the boots), mirror sex, humiliation, etc... I feel like he wouldn't be into anything messy, though. He seems the least emotional about sex (Upright!Lucio learns to be a bit more emotional about sexual encounters, but overall he doesn't get as overtly emotionally attached. But he secretly wants to be wanted and cared for and loved). He is capable of being gentle, though, if that's what you want. His aftercare is luxurious and he'll smother you with kisses.

The thrill of getting caught is exhilarating to him. He will be as loud as possible, just so people can hear what the two of you are up to. He'll purposefully pick spots that anyone could easily just waltz into. In closets, in the palace gardens, behind the Rowdy Raven, the palace throne room, etc... He is not ashamed to let the entire world know what the two of you get into.

Filthiest dirty talk of the M6. He will do it in public and he does not at all care who hears him. He wants the whole world to know exactly what he plans on doing to you and he wants everyone to see how hot and bothered it gets you. Has just the worst pet names for you (he will unironically call you sugart*ts and it's horrible). During important meetings, if you attend them as well, he'll slip his hand under the table and unabashedly tease you.

He is a switch, and he is bratty no matter what. He, too, has a number of expensive toys and a vast amount of high-end (very gaudy) lingerie. I kinda headcanon that he's a little bit into calling you Mommy/Daddy (with a lot of attitude behind it). He might also have a breeding kink (he's a count, he wants to produce some heirs, though he is not good with children at all). He's a bit overeager and thinks a lot about himself and his own pleasure, but very much enjoys worshipping you and pleasing you. It makes him feel really good when you are having a good time, too.

#the arcana #asra alnazar #nadia satrinava #julian devorak #portia devorak #muriel of the kokhuri #lucio morgasson #count lucio #spicy #lemon #very spicy #dani's headcanons

[devoraqs]

Oh no, they’re Tender

Full version(s) under cut for 🍑 (or because it’s Julian, 🥞)

Minors DNI

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[the-iron-orchid]

Midsummer Masquerade, Day 1: Jinasrian (Group Sex, Orgasm Denial)

“Not yet, Ilya.” Asra pauses in the motion of his hips, but Julian does not pause in the motion of his mouth. “Not until we say so.”

Jinana laughs, leaning in to sink hir teeth lightly into the fullness of Asra’s lower lip. “Very good, jaanu. Keep him in his place. He loves to be there.”

(Links to 4 different, uncensored angles under the cut, along with warnings. 🔞🍋 Minors DNI!)

Warnings: threesome sex, anal sex, oral-vaginal sex, very visible XX and XY bits.

Angle 1: Full version, wide angle

Angle 2: Closeup on smooch

Angle 3: View from above

Angle 4: Julian doing what Julian does best

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