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bunnyluvx · 2 days

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the arcana characters and their favorite ways to spend time with you! ♡

featuring: the romanceable cast of the arcana minus lucio x gn!reader.

summary: the cast and their favorite ways to spend time with you!! <3

warnings: brief death mention in portia's part. nothing else! <3

a/n: WOWIEEE HAIII EVERYONE!! i just wanted to say thank you again to everyone who loved on my last post. it was really scary for me to make that, but i did it and all of the interaction means the complete world!!!! i know that this is a very different fandom than the last post so i don't know how many people will see this but to any readers, i hope that you enjoy this!!! i worked super hard and got a bit tired towards the end so i hope you can forgive me if it isn't as detailed eyfvibu i wanted to do more but mannnn i am so tired. i didn't write lucio, as i will not be writing any lucio content on my page at all. mentions of him for story reasons and maybe if i ever write a fanfic, he'll probably show up but other than that, i will not be making any content of him at all. i am a proud lucio hater so if you want lucio content please go somewhere else. i just finished asra's route today, i got the upright ending and AAAAAAAAAA?????? I LOVE THEM SMMM SYFVIUBIOE!!!! asra is literally such a cutie patootie and i am so in love with him. i cannot deal with it. i have done muriel and julian's routes too, both with the result of the upright ending, and i plan to do nadia's next!!!! very excited and nervous to see what happens. nadia and portia may be a bit ooc, so apologies for that. i have yet to do their routes so i have yet to see their characters in action. very mildly proofread, so please forgive any errors. character banners were edited together by me! any and all requests/ideas for my next post are appreciated! i don't think i have anything else to mention so enjoy!!!!!!

divider credit: @isisjupiter

date started: 7:46PM, april 11th, 2024. date finished: 2:07AM, april 22nd, 2024.

wc: 3.9k

asra ♡ traveling.

i really struggled to find something for asra that suited, because they would honestly enjoy doing anything with you. it doesn't matter where you are or what time of day it is, as long as he has you by his side, then he's happy. and that is super evident in their route. and having just finished asra's route, i have been thinking; we all know that asra does a lot of traveling. and we all know that during those times, asra misses you terribly. they don't like being away from you for a long time, and as we go through asra's route, having all of these adventures and seeing so many new and cool places, we can see just how happy asra is to have you at their side. the joy shines through the screen, and i can feel just how happy he is to have you with him wherever you are. ergo, their favorite thing to do with you is to travel.

when the two of you started to travel together, asra was a bit nervous. he didn't know what to expect when you agreed to travel together without a destination in mind, and he was worried that somehow, some way, something would happen to you. what if you got kidnapped? what if you got hurt? what if you got sick? all sorts of thoughts were running through asra's head, but the more that they watched you grow and allowed you to take chances, the more that they realized that you would be okay. yes, any of those things could happen, but he is right there if you need him. they know that they will always be by your side to help you through any challenge, and care for you however you need it.

however, as the travels go on, he is reminded everyday that you are a strong, capable individual. they knew that before, of course, but seeing you solve all of the riddles and puzzles put in front of you, helping so many people and growing so much made it hit them like a truck. he was always too afraid to allow you to take chances before, in fear that you would get hurt. but they learned that if you didn't take chances, that you wouldn't grow. and the last thing that he wants is to stop you from being the best version of you that you can be.

so, they let you off of the leash. and just like a bird taking flight, you soared and took everything that came at you by storm. he watched you as you became braver, smarter, kinder and stronger. they always expected for you to be great, and they always had faith in you. he just needed to learn that in order to achieve that greatness, that he needed to let you do some things on your own. they needed to let you make your own mistakes and win your own battles, so that you could learn. and it was one of the best decisions that he's ever made. watching you become more independent and confident within yourself is one of the best feelings that they could ever be blessed to have. he feels so grateful that he is the person that you choose every single day, and no matter what, he will always choose you.

julian ♡ dancing.

at heart, julian is a romantic. almost every cliche romantic thing that you can think of, you have done with julian. picnics. karaoke, aquariums, painting classes, shopping, craft nights, not to mention all of the crazy adventures that you guys would get into together. every day, he wants to remind you why you fell for him, and in his opinion, keeping things lively is the best way to do that! above all, though, julian's favorite thing to do with you is to dance. he knew that you were a prodigy at dancing after the masquerade, but one night changes everything.

the two of you had actually taken dancing classes before this. you were actually the one who suggested it, and after teasingly accusing you of thinking that the two of you are horrible dancers, he agreed. he honestly didn't think that he could be more in love with you after that. you two went to the class, and julian could hardly ever tear his eyes off of you. the way that you moved was so naturally graceful, as if you had been a dancer your whole life. he most definitely showered you in attention and love after the class was over, and he knew that he had to arrange for the two of you to dance together more often.

oh but that night was not the night that he realized that this was his favorite thing to do with you, no no no no no. the night that he realized that dancing was his favorite activity to do with you was a night like many others; dinner at portia's. it was you, julian, portia and nadia, and you all decided to eat outside so that you could watch the stars. portia went into the cottage to check on the food, with nadia following close behind her, and julian figured that it was the perfect time to steal a sweet moment with you. so, he stood from his seat and knelt to one knee before you. with one hand on his chest and the other extended to you, he asked, "will you have this dance with me, my dear?"

you giggled and told him that there wasn't any music playing. what could you possibly dance to? oh how sweet you are. a chuckle symphonized from his chest, and he responded with, "oh my dear, we do have music." a gloved hand took yours and placed it over his heart, "right here." oh my gods, this absolute cheeseball. you playfully shoved his chest, moving backwards under the force but not falling onto his butt. he swiftly leans forward and takes the hand that shoved him, pulling you to your feet as he stood. one pair of hands intertwined while the others lay on your waist on his shoulder. you two started to sway together, as if you were in the masquerade. yes, you did technically dance at the masquerade, but julian wanted a more intimate experience. you didn't get to have a romantic ballroom dance thanks to the one we do not speak, and julian finds that absolutely outrageous!

your bodies glide beautifully amongst the grass and bushes, you take turns spinning each other around and laughing throughout. fireflies spring from the greenery wherever you set your feet, giving your figures a tender glow that julian found absolutely enchanting on you. after spinning through almost all of portia's front lawn, you find yourselves right back at group sitting spot. his arms have encircled your waist, keeping you close to him as your arms encircle his neck carefully. there are no long strides in this dance, no dramatic flair; just you and him rocking back and forth. his eyes stare into yours and his lips are curved into an adoring smile, as if by looking into your eyes, he could pour all of his love from him to you just through eye contact.

you mutter his name, he mutters yours, you lean in, and..portia pipes up. both her and nadia hold two bowls of soup, hot and ready. portia is mischievously smirking at the two of you while nadia admires your connection. julian tries to usher them away so that he can have more alone time with you, but you're quick to shut him down. begrudgingly, julian did, but all he could think about for the rest of the night was how beautiful you were dancing with him. your laughter singing into the air, the smile on your face, your gaze carving through the very core of his being. somehow, he was able to stay focused on the conversations that occurred that evening, but everyone, including you, could tell that he was going to be hung up on tonight for the next several weeks. when you got home, he was sure to steal a kiss from you later, and another dance.

nadia ♡ fashion shows.

ah, our beloved countess. at first, i planned on giving her shopping, seeing as her love language is gift giving, she would love to spoil the crap out of you with anything that you even glanced out. however, i wasn't happy with that idea. my boyfriend was actually the one who came up with the idea of fashion shows (hi vinny honey, i love you <3). he is such a freaking genius for this one bc OH MY GOSH YES. nadia has such beautiful taste in clothing, so she would absolutely love to host little fashion shows with you. she does like to share her clothes with her friends, but with you, it's special.

the original thought was you trying on nadia's clothes, and nadia trying on your clothes. nadia would feel like she is falling in love with you all over again if you tried on her clothes. all of the fabric would embrace you in such a perfect way, accentuating all of the things that she loves the most about you. gosh she would just be so head over heels,, she would clap every time you would walk out to show her what you chose, or what she selected for you because she just wanted to see you in it so bad. this woman is literally your number one supporter, she thinks that you are absolutely drop-dead gorgeous in everything that you choose to try on and cannot get enough of you in her clothes. she will shower you in compliments and praise of just how celestial you look, and it makes you super duper flustered because she just flatters you so much.

she also gets really shy when she tries on your clothes. all of her life, she has had the most expensive, well-made, stunning clothes that anyone could ever dream of. so, trying on clothes that do not fit under those categories is new to her. while she isn't used to not wearing the most lavish clothes to be found, she likes your sense of style and is always excited when you ask her to try on an ensemble of yours. what she worries about is what you think. she frets that you think it won't look good on her, if that isn't the farthest thing from the truth. when she walks out to you, you are in absolute awe of how beautiful she is. you already think that she can't get any prettier when she wears other outfits, but now this???? her in your clothes???? oh lord almighty you must be SAVED bc this woman has swept you off of your feet. she asks you what you think, and all you can do is walk up to her and smooch the ever-loving life out of her. you just love each other so much!!!!!

BUT WAIT, I'M NOT DONE. I HAVE MORE THOUGHTS.

when your group of friends have sleepovers at the palace, or when you all go out shopping together, it is unavoidable that you all will be having a fashion show where you all show off the clothes that you bought. nadia loves these so much because she gets to watch her friends all enjoy themselves and feel confident in their clothes, especially if she was the one who bought them. but with you, they just feel so different. to her, it is an intimate experience of being able to share your joy with one another. something that you value in your relationship with nadia is self-esteem, both yours and hers. not only do you both want to make each other feel good. but you also want to feel good within yourself. and nadia thinks that fashion shows are an important part of that. clothes are part of how one may express themselves and their identity, and that is something that nadia treasures. so, if showing off the clothes that you got is going to make you feel good about yourself, then she wants to be there to watch you. there is nothing more important to her than your happiness, and if going through outfit by outfit is what will make you happy, then so be it.

admittedly, she..also really likes to show you the new clothes she gets. when you first started dating, she was a bit nervous about it. she knew that you knew of her riches and lifestyle; it was lavish, and she only got the best of the best. she's the countess for crying out loud, so of course you knew that she was going to have everything that she wanted at her feet, even if it meant something that took literal years to find. but there was part of her that worried that you would see her money and think differently of her. she feared that you would judge her person based on her money, instead of the woman you fell in love with. when she told you this, you automatically reassured her that you wouldn't think differently of her at all. you would love her regardless of the amount of money she has, you told her. and this put her heart at ease, so she progressively became more comfortable showing off her wardrobe when you hosted your shows to each other. now, she doesn't hesitate to declare a fashion show after a shopping spree so that she can show you the lovely things that she got for herself. and every single time that you have one, you cannot believe that that is your girlfriend. you are just the luckiest person in the whole world to have someone like her, and she feels infinitely more lucky to have you.

portia ♡ watching the sunset.

this kind of feels like a given to me. portia is always talking about how she wants to sail the world and explore, both in the actual routes and in heart hunter. so sitting on the docks with you, watching the sun disappear behind the sea and talking about your dreams??? oh heck yes, count her in. she is really tired when she isn't working, so usually she spends her time trying to rest up and take care of things around her cottage. however, she wants to spend all of the time that she can with you. so, the two of you go on all sorts of lovely dates! shopping in the marketplace, teaching her about new herbs in the shop, seeing the new shows in the theater and heckling julian, all sorts of stuff!!!!! but portia's all time favorite part of your days together is when you go to the docks, take off your shoes, sit on the edge and talk while watching the sunset together.

portia has so many dreams, and so many things that she wants to do in her life. and she loves to tell you about all of them. she spends hours just ranting to you about all of the things that she wants to do, the places that she wants to see, the types of adventures that she wants to go on, and of course they all include you being there with her. oh gods you love listening to her,, every single word that she speaks are words that you carve into the stones of your memories. listening to her talk about her dreams is like watching the sun shine. greenery smiles under the glorious warmth and embraces her glimmer gratefully, her passion burns brightly and she is the most beautiful being in any realm to ever exist. she has no time to wonder if she's talking too much because she is far too focused on being with you, and loving every single moment of it. you truly hope that you are able to go on all of the adventures that she wants, so that you can experience every ounce of the world with her, until it all falls apart.

of course, she loves to listen to you. the time that you two spend at the docks is time to talk about anything that comes to mind, and she cannot help but adore you as you pour your heart out to her. when you speak of all of the things that you want to do before your time in this realm comes to a close, she watches and listens very intently. your voice to her is like a river, running smoothly through the canals of her mind and soothing the battering howl of her heart. her eyes twinkle with adoration as her elbow rests on her knee, her face leaning against her hand as she stares at you. everything that you tell her only makes her more excited for your future, because in your future, you include her. and that is all that she could ever truly want. you both truly love to listen to each other talk, not even just about your dreams, but about anything. even if it's something as small as dinner options or something that you saw at the market that you liked, you both love to hear anything and everything from each other. can you tell that the two of you are head over heels in love??

the first time that you sat at the docks together was a magical moment that portia will never forget. you two had just spent an amazing day together, and you wanted to rest by somewhere pretty before heading back home. so, portia suggested the docks to watch the sunset. you agreed, then took your shoes off and sat down. you conversed for hours, laughing and teasing each other. it is so obvious that you both are the other's favorite person to be around to everyone around you, you are both so comfortable with each other in the purest, most loving way. portia had taken her hair down, long curly locks of red flowing carefully down her back. as the sun caressed the ocean for a farewell kiss, the light made her look like she was a celestial being. freckled, pale skin bathes in orange, your own skin making you look just as radiant as she. you locked eyes with her, and all you could think about is just how much you love her. and her you, for she thought in that moment, that you were the most gorgeous person she had ever seen. she thinks that all of the time, but everything about that time was too perfect. your hands cupped her cheek, and her hands held your arms as you exchanged a beautifully passionate kiss. all of her love dumped into it as did yours, and it is something that portia will always remember. you two go to the docks a lot more to watch the sunset, and exchange plenty more kisses worth treasuring for the rest of your lives.

muriel ♡ nature walks.

OHHHHHH MURIEL!!! MY SHMOOPY POOPY DOOPY BEAR!! i love this man with all of my heart,, no one understands my love for him syufigubine. i didn't even have to think about this one, because i KNEW for a fact this our sweet boy would absolutely LOVE to go on nature walks with you. he isn't much of a people-person, so he doesn't really like going anywhere that crowds gather. which, in vesuvia, is a pretty hard thing to do, considering the fact that people are almost always out, doing something. so muriel doesn't like going anywhere where people are. the time that he spends with you is meant for you and you alone, not to be spent around a crap ton of strangers that push and shove and cram him into tight spaces. so anytime alone with you is time that he greatly cherishes. you had been wanting to find an activity that both you and muriel love doing that wouldn't make muriel anxious or uncomfortable, so you came up with the idea of nature walks.

when you brought it up to muriel, he accepted it right away. he would get to be around nature and spend time with you? that's all he ever really needs, honestly. he has been through the forest time and time again, he knows every crevice of it like the lines on his palms, yet when you went on your first nature walk together, everything about the forest seemed to change. the colors were brighter, the plants smelt richer, heck even the animals were out and about more when you two went out together. he didn't understand why, but it felt so much better being in the forest with you. you walked along and let the path take you wherever fate demanded. the sun peered through the leaves of the trees to allow life to breathe underneath it, the warmth of the day wrapping around you both like a blanket. he's gotten used to this forest after living in it for so many years, but with you, it felt like the most fascinating place to be.

he was a little worried because he figured that you would want to go out. not just to the forest, but to somewhere like the marketplace, the town square or even the rowdy raven. when he expressed his concerns, you reassured him that you didn't need to go out and do something. all you need is to be with him, and if this is the way that he is most comfortable spending time together, then so be it. you could walk all day, all night, for the rest of your lives in this forest together, as long as it meant that he was comfortable and happy. he smiled and thanked you for your reassurance, giving you a little kiss on the cheek before taking your hand and continuing your journey.

from that point forward, nature walks became a very regular part of your routine with muriel. it always starts with "wanna go on a walk?", and from that point forward, who knows what could happen. you two have found a lot of new things in that forest together. you've found lots of pretty flowers, greenery, rocks and animals that you didn't see before, new spots to relax in and even found little burrows and nests a couple of times!!! it's like a little adventure that isn't too far away from home, and muriel is more than happy to go on a walk at any time. it's almost always something new when the two of you go out together, and he thinks that that's what makes you so lovely. on most days, on his own, he wouldn't think twice about any of the things that you do. so, when you stop him to look at a pattern on a rock, or to admire a dandelion that you call a flower even though it's a weed, he takes his time to admire it with you, and he can't stop that sweet smile from curling onto his lips. seeing you in his favorite place is the most wonderful experience that he could ever ask for. he didn't believe that he was deserving of wonderful experiences before, but now that he has you, he wants to think differently.

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fl3shm4id3n · 7 months

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Not only do they look the same, but they probably sound the same too

#astarion #julian devorak #astarion x reader #astarion x y/n #astarion x you #astarion x tav #astarion x mc #julian devorak x reader #julian devorak x y/n #julian devorak x you #julian devorak x apprentice #julian devorak x mc #astarion romance #julian devorak route

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ramen-flavored · 16 days

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Spot The Difference

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thefishermansharbor · 1 year

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What does the arcana do when they’re caught making out with you?

The arcana x GN!Reader

Synopsis: This won my most recent poll, so how do the main 6 in the arcana react to someone walking in on them kissing their partner?

Asra Alnazar:

He kisses you more passionately as to prove how much he loves you in front of people. He doesn’t even notice the other person for a solid minute.

If you’re conscious or embarrassed about it, he’ll happily stop. He might stop physically - but while he’s waiting for you guys to find a more private spot, he’s fantasizing about you.

He’s completely guiltless about it as well. Doesn’t feel a tad of embarrassment or shame. Although he does blush a bit, but that’s because of his attraction to you. Not because of the situation.

The thing he might do however is politely excuse you both from the person who walked in on you.

“O great magicians, the countess has requested an audience with you!” The chamberlain shouted, from outside your room. Displeased at your lack of response, the chamberlain shouts once more. “O great magicians, COME AT ONCE!” They sighed, shaking their head before shoving the door open.

“ … Magicians?”

You’re sat on Asra’s lap, facing him. The two of you are kissing passionately and there are several lipstick stains of your shade of lipstick going down his neck and around his face. He seems to be happy as ever, not even noticing the shouting from the chamberlain.

“ .. MAGICIANS!”

Asra rolls his eyes and looks over, breaking away from the kiss. Staring at the chamberlain, he says casually, “ .. oh, it’s you. Hello.” You slowly get off of Asra and wave awkwardly. He smiles, “ tell Nadi we’ll be there in five minutes.” Before the chamberlain can respond, Asra pulls you in again. Not caring at all for the poor chamberlain who’s stood in the doorway stunned and weirded out.

Nadia Satrinava:

Depending on who it is, she’s either only a little embarrassed or super embarrassed. There is no in-between.

If it’s a palace servant, she’ll simply blush a bit but quickly recollect herself and help with whatever task is in need of her attention.

If it’s a friend or family member, she stutters awkwardly and is more or less unable to reply normally. She just stands there in silence but in her head she’s screaming.

She’s not ashamed of you at all - she just wants to keep her private time private when it comes to servants, and with her family - she doesn’t tell them much and most likely didn’t tell them about your relationship yet if she wasn’t 100% sure you were the one.

Nasmira is watering the garden, one of her favorite parts of the vesuvian castle. She adores the little grass labyrinth behind the palace, and always tends to it when visiting her dear sister. She snipped off stray branches and leaves, and then crossed the corner to move ahead.

She paused as she you and Nadia together, kissing. You have your hands running through Nadia’s long hair, and she’s rubbing circles onto your back while you both are immersed in each other.

“DiDi?” Nasmira says, surprised to see you and Nadia.. Like that.

Nadia turns, and shrieks before covering her mouth. “Oh my! Mira, I– I–..” She immediately lets go off you and steps a foot or so away from you. “Why, I wasn’t expecting your company today..” She says, her face covered in a pinkish blush.

“ .. Now I know why you talked so fondly of your magician friend.” Nasmira teases, smiling warmly at the both of you.

Julian Devorak:

He blushes slightly, but doesn’t really care. He’s happy when he’s around you, and not much could possibly sour his mood whenever you’re around.

Is very polite about it. He’ll stop kissing you and focus his energy on the other person, but will still want to be showing you appreciation by having an arm wrapped around your waist, or holding your hand.

He doesn’t feel the need to keep going as soon as the person leaves, but he will if that’s what you want. He’ll do whatever you want <3

Julian peppered your face in kisses, sat in the living room of Mazelinka’s house. He moved over to your lips, kissing you passionately and planting his hands on your torso and waist. He felt as if he were on cloud 9, so infatuated with you and all of your quirks and kinks.

A figure came back through from the kitchen, carrying a large bowl of soup and staring impatiently back at the two of you.

“ oh ho ho, Am I interrupting something?” Mazelinka said with a smirk. Shaking her head at the display of love you two were undergoing in her living room.

Julian moves his head back, stopping the kiss. His hands still lingered on your body, but he turned over to look at the older woman. “No, not at all. We were..” He cleared his throat. “ .. just being in each others’ presence.”

“ Oh no, continue. I could use more grandchildren, it’s been a while since I’ve had some children to look after. But just not here – I’m trying to eat.” She sipped at her soup, staring at the two of you and then at the door. “ GO! I’ll only be alive for so many more years, you two could stand to speed up the process a bit..”

He just laughed and smiled, interlocking his fingers with yours.

Muriel the outsider:

Is the most embarrassed out of everyone else on the list. He’s blushing furiously and goes extremely quiet and timid.

He’s already nervous in front of people - he definitely doesn’t need this extra attention! Poor guy covers his mouth with his hands, as if to conceal the fact that you’ve just been kissing.

He lets you smooth it over - he couldn’t handle talking to anyone else but you after that embarrassing incident! He’s completely and utterly horrified to say the least.

Just sort of stares at the person. To any normal person, it’d look like he was glaring to high hell but to him he’s just afraid of having to deal with it.

After a long day, Muriel couldn’t have thought of anything better than to go home with you and have a ‘loving’ session. You two were on top of the rug in front of the fire at his hut, he was kissing your neck and shoulder. He felt so loved and appreciated.

The keylock jingled, and Asra walked through.

“Muriellll~!” He said in a sing-song voice. “I can’t find [Name], have you seen the–... oh.”

Muriel stares at him blankly. A mix of shock and shame washing over him at once. You smile, and stand up to go hug and greet Asra. He covers his face with his left hand, his eyes never leave the floor as he can feel himself go beetroot red. He can’t help it, he’s just so confused on why he didn’t hear Asra come in and why he didn’t spare himself this situation.

Lucio Morgasson:

Isn’t embarrassed at all. If anything, he’s angry. He thinks the person has a lot of nerve bothering him while he’s trying to enjoy his private time with his lover, how foolish of them.

He probably either insults them or shouts at them, to which you have to tell him not to and that it’s totally fine.

If the other person is grossed out, you’re probably the one smoothing the situation over entirely.

His logic is ‘ I’m count and I say the shit I want.’ So he feels no remorse for shotuing at the other person either.

Lucio’s eyes traced the outline of your body with a feverish grin. He couldn’t stop himself from grabbing you by the arms and going in for a deep and long kiss. Neither one of you breaks until you’re both almost out of breath, in which you give it a minute before going back to it.

A servant whips past the two of you, accidentally splitting you apart. The poor servant doesn’t even notice as they hurry past you and start scrubbing a spill from earlier. Lucio looks down at them in silent outrage.

“ Do you know who I am? It is I, your very count! How dare you interrupt my private time!” He yells, the servant looks up nervously.

“ oh, my lord! I’m so sorry my lord, please I didn’t mean it!” they beg.

Lucio spits at them, “ – leave my sight, please.” He shakes his head as they scamper off in fear. “ Get lost! You’re fortunate I don’t fire you!” All you can do is give them an empathetic look before tangling yourself once more with your lover.

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Hello! So sorry I've been gone, my account got hacked and I had to make a new one entirely. How annoying is that? Very annoying! Don't worry though, I'll be reposting my old content as well as coming back with all of my new work.

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blackwoodwinter · 10 days

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A drawing

Boom that’s it …

#the arcana #julian devorak #julian devorak x reader #the arcane mc #the arcana julian #artists on tumblr #art? idk #julian x apprentice

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demetris-cocksleeve · 6 months

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(A/n: the drabble comment was a joke the other day, but it's starting to become a reality😭😂 At least they're getting done lol)

Word Count: 285

Summary- A goddess is as a goddess does. And all Julian wants is for you to show him your power.

Warnings: Bondage, FemDom! Reader, Lingerie

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Julian Devorak x Fem! Reader: Kinktober Day 9; Lingerie + Bondage

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Julian pulls against his restraints, testing out the knots. Nothing. 'She tied them well…' He thinks to himself.

"So..?" Your voice snaps his gaze to the doorway and oh…

Oh, he's fucked.

"Fuck…" he breathes, hands flexing against the rope.

You stand just inside the room, red lace adorning your curves. The bralette does barely anything to cover your tits, the dark of your nipples just peaking through the thin fabric. The double elastic of your panties dig into the skin of your hips, accentuating the fat and - Fuck. You're gonna be the death of him. - crotchless. The panties are crotchless.

A shudder runs up Julian's spine as he groans. With the look of the small smile you're fighting back, you definitely saw the way his cock jumped in his trousers at the realization.

You step into the room, strappy heels clicking on the floor with each stride.

"You could step on my neck and I'd thank you…" Julian moans as he watches each sultry sway of your hips.

You finally stand in front of him, making his head crane back to meet your gaze. You place a hand on his shoulder as you swing a bare leg over his so you're straddling him.

"You like?" Your lips trail along his jawline, plant small kisses here and there.

His breath stutters as you graze his pulse point.

"Like?" He lets out a breathless 'hah' as his arms flex, subconsciously trying to get out of their prison. "I'd ravish you if the urge for you to ravish me wasn't so strong. You're a goddess…"

"Then worship me." You gently bite his earlobe, grinding your hips down and relishing in the absolutely sinful sound that leaves him.

#julian devorak #julian devorak x mc #julian devorak x reader #julian devorak smut #kinktober 2023 #julian devorak x apprentice #the arcana smut #the arcana julian #the arcana julian x mc #the arcana julian smut

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pathetic-sapphic · 9 months

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You write for The Arcana right (・・。)ゞ

Could you do Asra, Julian, and Nadia reacting to teasing from an MC who’s more on the dominant side, and likes to take initiative?

And how will they are to give up control in the bedroom?

ASRA

They love when you take initiative and show your dominant side. Asra is very sly and will act bratty if you're into that too. They will try to tease you back and act all smug but as soon as they're forced into a corner with your thigh between their legs, their face takes on such a lovely shade of red.

Always used to being the more affectionate and loving one, Asra's weak spot is undoubtedly you and the love you give him. If instead of being rough you take on a more soft and affectionate approach, he's taken aback. Start softly kissing all over his face while caressing his fluffy hair, worship his body and praise him. You can feel how his half of the heart is overflowing with love and want.

Has a hard time letting you take the initiative because they love pleasing you and making you feel good. You have to do your best to help them relax but a simple ''Be good and let me take care of you, baby.'' is enough to make Asra relax and let you use their body to your heart's content.

JULIAN

Congrats, you two are perfect for each other! Might as well get married now and save everyone the embarrassment from having to witness the two of you being all over each other wherever you go.

Julian loves your dominant nature, we already know he is very submissive and flirty. He'll try to tease you first but it's game over as soon as you tease back. Your sultry voice and alluring look make him all hot under the collar and it's so endearing to you.

Loves having all your attention on him, he's so responsive and whiny that, frankly, it's adorable. Tries to be very good for you but his impatience makes it hard. Luckily, it's quite easy putting him in his place, a stern look or a light pinch to his hip should do the trick.

Very pliant and well-behaved, Julian loves following orders and worshipping you. He wants to hear you praise him and know that he's making you feel good. Isn't above initiating things while the two of you are in a public place, he craves the thrill of almost getting caught.

NADIA

Nadia is a tougher nut to crack as she is used to being the one in control and the dominant one. It will take a while for her to get used to you taking the initiative and it's more like a battle for dominance. When people witness the two of you flirting and teasing one another, they think you're bantering because it just seems so competitive but in a good way.

Eventually, Nadia will grow more comfortable with your dominant display and will let you take care of her. She likes being worshipped and service so be prepared to give her lots and lots of attention. However, she will always return it to the best of her abilities. Might even be a bit naughty when she's making you feel good (she loves being a tease) but is quick to make up for it.

As a countess, she carries a lot of burden on her shoulders and appreciates a partner who is willing to help and lighten that burden. Make her feel so good she won't be able to worry about her duties or have any doubts of her role as the ruler of Vesuvia. Do it so that her mind is only filled with the thoughts of you and the way your body feels against hers. Life is a lot easier when Nadia has such an attentive and giving partner by her side. And she always make sure to be there for you too.

#the arcana #the arcana headcanons #the arcana hc #the arcana asra #asra alnazar #asra x reader #the arcana asra x reader #asra x mc #the arcana julian #julian devorak #julian devorak x reader #julian devorak x mc #the arcana julian x reader #the arcana nadia #nadia satrinava #nadia satrinava x reader #nadia satrinava x mc #the arcana nadia x reader #requests are open

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Can I get some more dominate Julian smut? Preferably with ropes and bondage included 👀

Yes! Absolutely, dominant Julian is the best Julian imo.

Pairing: Julian Devorak x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, brat taming, restraints, dirty talk, tie restraints, gag, marking, dom!Julian Devorak

A/N: Maybe it's just me but I'm seeing a lot of asks lately about bondage. Were you all this M before this or did I unlock something in you?

He likes tying up and to be tied up, give him a collar and a leash and he's all set

Very much a brat tamer, if you give him attitude and he has something to push back against with you it makes for a very fun time for him

Doesn't want to bruise your wrists or ankles so if he ties you up he uses softer material that you can safely tug on

"Keep squirming and I'll have to pin you down entirely. You need to let me line up darling." His cock has been teasing and poking at you for a while now, you get the sense that he's been doing that on purpose just to get you struggling harder despite what he's saying

"I'm trying to make you feel good. I though you wanted it. Am I wrong?" You shake your head, trying to will your body to hold still long enough for him to thrust his cock inside, "See, you can be good when you want to. All you needed was my cock to motivate you."

He doesn't wait for you to tell him to move, he doesn't have to, your cunt clenching around him tells him everything he needs to know

His thumb pushes against your lips, prying them open and rubbing the pad against your tongue, "Don't suck, keep your mouth open." But you want to suck, you want to close your mouth around him, "Can't you understand simple words, I told you no." He pulls his thumb out roughly and presses it against your clit, "You're making me repeat myself, why are you so difficult sometimes? Do you enjoy making me mad?"

Your cunt clenches around him, leaking more arousal onto his cock and balls as they slap against you, words of affirmation leaving you in a sharp hiss

"Ah, so I was right. It's better for you when I'm a little bit mad." You try to reply to him but every word is cut off with a deep, sharp thrust, "If you're not gonna talk properly you really atta shut up." He pulls out, leaving you feeling sore, empty and aching from the emptiness

He watches your pussy clench around nothing for a few moments, "You're so cute."

You watch him with teary eyes as he leaves the bed, leaving you alone and begging for him to come back, to not leave you right on the cusp of an orgasm

"I just need this." He shows you a silk tie, making you wonder where else he's gonna tie you up

As he kneels back between your legs he cups your cheek, watching you melt one moment and your eyes shoot open the next as your mouth is being gagged, "Good?" He gives it a little tug to make sure you're not choking on it, you nod at him, making small noises against the fabric, "Good." He presses a small kiss on the corner of your lips

You moan, whimper and do your best to beg him to get back inside, "Needy, needy." He chuckles at you, pressing his palm against your lower stomach as he slides back in

The palm of his hand presses against your clit when he begins thrusting, faster each time until your hips shake from the impact

It's so easy for him to fuck you like this, "You're so helpless like this. All you can do is take my cock, it's all you're allowed to do."

Your eyes start to blur from the tears and pleasure combined, "Come for me beautiful. Fuck." You can't control yourself anymore as your climax hits you when Julian's cock begins to throb inside you, pulsing and hot

He keeps fucking you through it as his own orgasm begins, splashing, painting your inner walls with white, hot cum, his eyes closing and fluttering as he groans out through it

Your vision goes completely white and for a few moments there's nothing except for Julian's warmth above and inside of you

"Good girl, good girl, good fucking girl! You feel so good baby, keep taking it!" He frowns and somehow goes even harder, prolonging your orgasms

He collapses with his head on your chest as his cock gives a few more little spurts, dripping onto the already wet sheets

You're both tired from your climaxes, Julian slowly pulls out and makes his way down your body, his tongue running over the puffy folds, whispering words of love to you

You squirm away from his mouth, too sensitive to enjoy it, "I get it, don't worry. I'm just cleaning you up a little, it's the least I can do after making such a mess of you."

A sigh leaves you, slightly muffled by the tie as you let him lick you up, kiss your, bite at your thighs until you've calmed down from your high

The evidence of both your climaxes is still all over his chin and torso when he leans against your leg and looks up at you, "You're incredible darling. I love you." He kisses the words against your leg, slowly making his way upwards to untie your mouth and do the same to your mouth

#the arcana #the arcana x reader #julian devorak #julian devorak x reader #julian devorak x apprentice #julian x reader #julian devorak smut #the arcana smut

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demigoddessqueens · 3 months

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Mentioning M6, perhaps a typical morning with each of them after they wake up? 🛏️☀️ I love the hcs you wrote for Lucio btw! They were very spot on (:

Awww!!

I’m so glad you liked them 🥹 and yeah count goat man is fun to write for 😆

On MASTERLIST 10

Asra

Wakes up first but likes to admire you as you’re still asleep

Likes to pepper teasing kisses along your face, cheeks, and neck before they get more cheeky but by then you’re awake in his arms

Julian

You wake him up because the snores get the best of him, but when he does, sometimes Jules likes it when you spoon him or let him rest on your chest before starting the day

Muriel

He is still out like a light but holds onto you tightly if you wake up before him, gentle snores and heartbeat soothing you back to sleep against his warm chest

Nadia

Spooning you when you wake up, long beautiful hair tickling your face, she’ll call for breakfast in bed for you both and your start to the day is a whole spa day arranged for you both

Portia

She woke up before you and lies on your stomach to watch you wake up, smiling when you wipe the sleep form your eyes, and has some kisses to spare too

Lucio

A big baby OML!!

You may as well just surrender to his hold because he refuses to get out of bed until midday, so enjoy all of the Count’s attention

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m-musings · 6 months

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Headcanons: Cuddling with the Arcana Men

A/N: I love obsessing over a dead fandom, don't you? anyways, arcana time let's do thissssss (and yes, I am aware Asra is nonbinary, I just didn't know how else to address this group with them in it, so I figured men was the most appropriate seeing that Asra will use he/him pronouns on occasion but in the actual headcanons, I use they/them)

Word Count:599

Warnings: none just fluff :)

Asra:

Laying down and cuddling with Asra is always enjoyable!

They'll light up some colorful lanterns before hand and make sure your bed has any pillows and blankets you may want or need.

Once you're all settled down, Asra will scooch in closer just so they can feel the warmth that emanates from you.

They will tell you fantastical stories, using their magic to create scenes in midair as a way to entertain you as you smile up at them with an amused grin.

As you cling onto them, they smell like the most intoxicating combination of tea leaves and cinnamon, which can be very soothing if you've had a bit of a rough afternoon.

They will soak up any and all attention you give and will reciprocate that love tenfold as they squeeze you tightly to their chest.

Their favorite times are when the two of you have nothing to do so they can spend the entire day just relaxing with you in the calming silence of the shop.

Julian:

Julian is a lil bit awkward to cuddle with in the beginning.

He's just so damn tall that sometimes his limbs are a little odd to maneuver around.

But once you two figure out the positioning, he's a great cuddler!

After a long day at the marketplace or a fun night at the Rowdy Raven, it's so relaxing to lean up against his chest and listen to his heartbeat.

He loves to trace shapes across your skin as you two enjoy the peaceful quiet of your room.

Sometimes, he'll even sing you soft songs as you drift in and out of consciousness.

Also, If he falls asleep while you are cuddling, you are not getting up for the rest day. I'm not sorry to say you are now stuck in a bear hug with a very handsome doctor.

Muriel:

Cuddling with Muriel is just so nice!

Once he gets over his initial apprehension, he will melt into it like its second nature.

He's always so warm and cozy which is perfect for cold nights in the Vesuvian forest.

If you ask him to, he will hold you so close and never let go for as long as you so want.

And if you're having a bad day, he'll hold you just slightly tighter as a way to reassure you that he's there for whatever you need from him.

Muriel will also pat the bed beside the two of you so that Inanna will jump up and snuggle with you two.

As you wrap your arms around her, Muriel will engulf the both of you in his, creating the perfect cuddle puddle and optimal nap conditions.

Lucio:

Lucio will designate entire days dedicated to the two of you just spending time together in your home.

He also is always sure to take off his prosthetic so that you are as comfortable as possible.

As he holds you in his embrace, he will regale you with stories from his younger, wilder days, which leads you to giggle at his dramaticness.

On the days where he's a bit more subdued, he will invite you to lay directly on top of him while he just leans back and relishes in the moment.

Just like with Muriel and Inanna, Lucio's dogs will also join the two of you while you're chilling together!

Mercedes will lay next to you while Melchior will lay next to the former count on the opposite site of the mattress.

This leads to a chaotic but comforting tangle of appendages where you are able to let go of the stresses of the everyday.

#the arcana #the arcana imagines #asra alnazar x reader #julian devorak x reader #muriel of the kokhuri x reader #muriel x reader #count lucio x reader #headcanon

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l0vem41l · 3 months

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heart for brains.

「 tws + notes: no tws, unedited, hurt/comfort-esque but not really, fluff (?) sensitive reader who loooves being tough, a few pet names are used (darling, lovely—) but sparingly because i can never take things seriously 」

「 gn!reader, can be platonic or romantic </3 」

↳ ft. asra alnazar, julian devorak, lucio morgasson, muriel of the kokhuri, nadia satrinava, portia devorak

author's note: less of the “One Bad Thing happened and it fucking destroyed me” type of sensitive even though that’s so real and valid and more of the "big emotions are slowly killing me always" type. sorry if they're slightly ooc! i'm playing the game again,,,, eventually :> need to get their dialogue right AWIOFJWRIHFW (┬┬﹏┬┬) more lighthearted in lucio’s part (cant stand this bitch!!!!! /affectionate), and unfortunately nadia’s and portia’s are criminally short (；′⌒`)........ i love them i just haven’t played their routes also also!!!! used some borders from @cafekitsune in this!! lmk if it makes things easier to read cuz i might keep it! (☆-ｖ-)

" life's hard when you're soft. "

▸ ASRA has grown the most familiar with your routine. you’re not quite fragile, as he’s come to discover— just that you tend to swallow your emotions down with a smile, only for them to rise back up at the slightest inconvenience. in a few moments— as predicted— the tears stinging in your eyes finally begin slipping.

he gently cups your face, even as you attempt to hide away and avert your gaze, drying your cheeks with his fingers. you swear to him, through mumbles and sobs that you’re trying to toughen up— you’re really trying— while insisting there’s no reason for you to be upset about your little predicament while you choke back the sob rising in your throat. they know you too well for those feeble attempts to convince them.

“shhh… it’s alright. it’s alright.” asra’s voice is understanding. patient. they wouldn’t care if you were crying over the smallest matter in the universe right now. all their focus is on calming you down.

while asra believes and insists that your capacity for strong emotions is a blessing and not a curse like you tend to think, he does wish that your tenderness would not be so abused by the world around you. at the end of the day, he reminds you that you’ve got his love— that he’ll always be there to wipe your tears away— but will always secretly wonder to himself about why you continue to be so recklessly kind.

even so, you’re never to blame for your big heart in their eyes. and slowly, everything they do to make the world a better place is in hope that one day, the world will be sweeter to you.

▸ JULIAN does quietly and internally freak out when he first sees you cry— not because he doesn’t know what to do, but rather because he hadn’t expected seeing you, out of all people, like this. you— the person who always seemed to find something to be happy about instead of dwelling on your misery. you— who frequently brushed off inconveniences and upsetting circumstances with little to no thought. you— who always bounced back, always saw it through.

oh, but he could never be upset with you for crying. not at all.

he knows he can’t just leave you sobbing your eyes out. so, with the sensibility that he has, he gently guides you to a quiet place for you and allows you to lean against him. he’ll attempt to talk you through it, even if you don’t feel like speaking, hoping that the one-sided conversation of his ramblings will at least distract you, if not soothe you.

your head to his chest, he takes one of your hands in his, while the other gently grips your hip. tells you how brave and strong you are— even if you don’t seem particularly inclined to believe him at the moment, shooting a small glare at him through watery eyes as he says these things.

“i wasn’t patronizing you,” he says, eyebrows raising slightly as your shoulders tense, “i mean it.”

you take a deep breath, gauging the sincerity of his words, before finally relaxing.

“‘m sorry… it’s stupid— i know it is. you shouldn’t have to do this.” you sniffle.

for a moment, julian only shakes his head in response, his thumb caressing the top of your hand as he squeezes it. “but darling, i want to.”

while he’s not as attuned with your emotions as asra, julian is good at getting you to calm down. will definitely do a few breathing exercises with you to help you ground yourself, in between his affirmations and reassurances.

▸ is it really all that surprising that LUCIO is completely clueless? in his eyes, everything was going completely fine for you two seconds ago— or so it seemed. here he was, just coming by to check on you, only to watch you crumple into yourself, hiding your face in your hands as you muttered a half-hearted “go away.”

he’s too stubborn to listen to that. besides, even he knows he’d be a massive asshole if he just left you like this. instead, lucio sits right next to you, shoulder pressed up to yours, and asks about what happened. perhaps pester is a better word.

while not intentionally rude, he’s slightly dismissive of the situation at first, wondering why in the world something so trivial would matter so much to you. it takes a second, but lucio backpedals on this immediately when he realizes you're not calming down, you're getting worse. your breathing grows quicker and more tears spill— you don’t even reply to him. oopsies. silent comfort it is.

he’s not completely useless. instead of using words, he’ll put an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side, allowing you to cry it out for as long as you need. part of you wants to question when he gained the capacity to shut up— but you don’t feel the need to be particularly snarky at the moment. he’s trying his best to be sweet to you.

will be more attentive for the days after, assuring you that you needn’t give into the urge to “toughen up” when he’s around.

“stay soft, i can fight.” he grins, giving you a wink that makes you roll your eyes at him almost instinctively.

still, the tiny laugh that escapes your lips ends up betraying any sort of exasperation you meant to convey as you playfully hit his bicep as you tell him to quit. was his tone light hearted? yes. was he kidding? of course not.

▸ there’s a moment where your lip quivers and your eyes water up that makes MURIEL feel like he’s looking into a reflection of himself somehow. his heart sinks completely at the sight of you breaking down, as he searches for the right thing to say.

he’s flooded with relief when you make an attempt to speak first, even if it’s just you stumbling over your words to lie directly to his face.

you take in a shaky breath, awkwardly shrinking yourself away by crossing your arms. “it’s fine, it doesn’t matter—”

“it matters to me.” he replies softly.

muriel is much better at listening than he is at speaking in these situations, so he allows you to vent all you need as you cry. you feel these emotions so deeply, so strongly— he wonders how you managed for so long concealing these feelings.

“yeah… i get it.” he murmurs, nodding when you rant. to his horror, the tone comes out much more blunt than intended— almost sarcastic— but you know that he understands the minute you look into his eyes. he’s nothing but honest.

after a moment of silence, he asks what you need. you don’t verbalize, instead opting for awkwardly gesture with open arms, half expecting him to hesitate at your request. instead, much to your surprise and his he simply brings you close and sets you on his lap. holding you in his arms like he’s afraid you might break if he tightens the embrace any further, muriel hugs you like you’re the most precious thing in the universe.

leans more on acts of service as a form of comfort as well. will bring you water, blankets— will even brave the market to buy you your favorite snack. anything for you.

▸ NADIA’s first attempt is to deal with it logically. initially, she asks you a lot of questions, asks what she can do better— but ceases the minute you struggle to respond, only shaking your head while the words incoherently fall from your lips between sobs.

she sighs, realizing her short-comings. now isn’t the time for problem solving. you need comfort. “forgive me, lovely. i didn’t mean to upset you further.”

LUCIO TAKE FUCKING NOTES.

her embrace is loving. it almost feels like she’s trying to shield you from the world and it’s harshness towards you. nadia plants a kiss to your temple before allowing you to rest your head on her shoulder. as you stay in her arms, she rubs your back, promising that everything will be alright.

she’ll make sure of it too. will 100% throw a sharp glare at anyone who accidentally intrudes on this moment.

▸ it’s almost instinctual, the way PORTIA responds. you haven’t said a thing, yet she notes the way your hands begin trembling, eyes brimming with tears. she immediately gets protective, asking which idiot made you feel so upset with full intention to beat their ass if she ever crossed paths with them— but questions no further when you don’t reply.

physically affectionate as ever, with your permission, portia kisses your tears away, pressing her lips to your face sweetly as she cradles it in her hands.

will not baby you for being sensitive, but will grow more defensive of you. of course she knows you can handle yourself like you keep on reminding, but you’ve been doing it for so long. too long. shows you that she’s right there to support you no matter what, always on your side.

" you've got our love "

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vampcubus · 2 years

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:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟓 : 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄! 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐊 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw . sub!vampire!julian devorak . dom!fem!reader/apprentice . menstruation kink . blood kink . facesitting . squirting . slight mommy kink (says it like once?) . slight scent kink . handjob .

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 : 3.8k+

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐕 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 : 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 : 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓

The shop was bustling with patrons today. A flurry of foreigners passing through town from the far north came in for herbs and bobbles alike, some having to duck under the door frame in their rigid tallness. They even bought some of the runestones you��ve been trying to sell for months, overall a successful day business-wise!

If only you were in the right spirits to enjoy it. Concealing pain with a smile and chipper attitude only lasts so long, and while the Northmen had been easygoing, you felt relieved to finally flip the sign on the door to closed.

You try to be enthusiastic as Julian makes his dramatic entry from just next door, lazily wiping down the front counter. He seems to notice your mood however and flusters, toning it down and walking up to the counter to lean over it.

“Busy day?” He inquires knowingly, red eyelashes fluttering when you meet him halfway for a kiss.

“You could say that,” You chuckle, smiling against his lips and snaking an arm around his shoulders to pull him in closer. “Did you get any precariously tall northerners in your clinic by chance?”

“Yes actually, how did you...” He looks shocked that you knew.

“Had half the caravan in my shop. It was good for business but… well.” You sigh, sagging against the counter as a cramp twists your stomach in knots. You grimace and shift as you feel that icky trickling sensation.

Julian’s eyes glaze over just slightly, sensing the fresh gush of blood before his expression morphs into worry.

“Are you alright, darling? That time?”

“Yes, how do you always- oh.” It’s easy to forget that Julian was a vampire, considering he tried so tirelessly to keep it from you in the beginning. And there wasn’t much of a difference between vampire Julian and just Julian. “M’ok just cramping.”

“Anything I can do? Warm bath? Massage? I could run to the market and see if there’s any pumpkin bread left.” You smiled at his thoughtfulness, not surprised your selfless lover was already prepared to get on his knees and worship you after a full day of his own work. He’d truly do anything you asked, anything you desired. And you feel slightly guilty for how that power makes you feel hot under your clothes.

But you also knew that Julian loved it most when you indulged in him, and so you push back the urge to reject pampering.

“A warm bath and massage sounds lovely actually, darling.”

“Excellent! why don’t you go rest your feet a moment and get comfortable while I go run the bath?” Julian takes your hand and leads you around the corner of the counter to meet his lips against your brow before he sends you off to decompress.

It feels nice to strip away all the layers of your outfit after a long day of running the shop. As you dispense your dirty laundry into the basket, something catches your eye from your slightly ajar wardrobe. You reach for it and pull out a luxurious sheer bathrobe, one of the many gifts you’ve received from Nadia. Receiving gifts flustered you but you let her spoil you, knowing that was just her love language. You hadn’t had an occasion to wear it, but now seemed a good time as any. The fabric even feels expensive, decorated with carefully embroidered patterns and trimmed with Prakran gold. It feels like silk as you slip into it, light and flowing in all the right places. You do a few twirls in the mirror, feeling pretty in the colorful garment.

You can hear Julian calling you from the bathroom and hurry to join him. The bathrobe doesn’t stay on for long, already fluttering to the floor when you see him spilling essential oils and Epsom salts into the steaming bath.

You sigh contentedly as your body sinks into the blissfully warm water, already feeling your stress melt away. You immediately start with your face, eagerly scrubbing away the extra oils and dirt with a nice-smelling face scrub you picked up in Nevivon. Normally Julian would leave you be while you bathed unless you were sharing the tub, always thinking of your privacy. But this time he’s glued to your side, watching for your reactions raptly as your body relaxes into the tub.

“What?” You quirk a brow, and your voice seems to snap him out of his thoughts and his cheeks flush—or at least they would if he would feed a healthy amount. It was still difficult to convince him to feed from you, even after all this time.

“I want to wash you,” he says simply, and you lose your grip on the soap bar in your hands, it plops into the water with a small splash and you stare at him with wide eyes.

“I can wash myself you know. I’m on my period not crippled,” you laugh nervously, leaning forward to look for the soap.

“Of course I know that, is it so wrong to want to take care of you?”

Because Julian has never had an ulterior motive, ever. You thought to yourself fondly, he was trouble but the endearing kind.

“Only if it’s just an excuse to see me naked,” you teased and he laughed heartily.

“You wound me with your accusations! I would never do such a thing,” Julian purrs, that mischievous grin you loved making an appearance. “I am, however, completely genuine.”

His hand caresses your back comfortingly and you place a soapy hand over it, thumb stroking over his knuckles.

“Fine then, since you’re so interested.” You passed him the soap.

The snarky declaration of victory you expect never comes, instead, you feel lathered hands on your back and shoulders, washing away the sweat and grime from the day. His thumbs deliberately dig into your shoulders in an attempt to ease some of the tension there, before his cupped hands dip in to catch some soapy water to rinse away the bubbles. You can’t help the pleased moan that escapes you as he washes the rest of you with the same care. You didn’t expect this to be so intimate and yet so far from sexual, he really was taking care of you.

You’re suddenly overwhelmed with gratitude to have been blessed with such a thoughtful partner. You’d been skeptical about him when you first met, back then he was so mysterious… and troublesome. But even then you were drawn in by his allure, fascinated by his dangerous charm. After saving the world together and many many months in a wonderful relationship you realize he was just a big softie at heart.

Julian is so enthralled with washing you that he doesn’t see the dreamy look you have as you stare at his focused expression. You smile when you realize he’s doing his best to keep his eyes trained on the appropriate areas of your body. Your wet hand drips onto his clothes as you reach around to delicately place a hand at the back of his neck and press him forward for a kiss. He catches on quick, soap slipping from between his own thin fingers as your lips devour his, his guttural groan muffled by your eager mouth.

His sudsy thumbs stroke over the planes of your face as he holds it in his hands, a gesture that makes you smile.

You pull away, amused by the dazed look on his face as you do so.

“I think I’d like that massage now.”

“Say less, my love.” Julian grins that devilish grin you recognize all too well and before you can react he’s all but scooped you right out of the tub into his arms bridal style, water splashing everywhere, soaking into his clothes as he carries you from the bathroom to the bedroom.

“JULIAN! Oh my god!” You squeal with laughter as you feel the rush of cold air against your skin, as he stumbles around with you in his arms. “Put me downnn.”

He does so with a gentleness you don’t expect, letting your body sink into the soft bed before he motions for you to turn over onto your stomach. You do so, but realize with a start your predicament and the shyness comes flying straight back into your gut.

“Fetch a towel, Jules?” You laugh nervously over your shoulder and he seems to realize your intent and his gaze softens. You can tell he wants to say something but decides against it.

He obeys, leaving for a moment and then returning with a towel, letting you shuffle it under your lower half. You do your best to relax your body as the ache in your lower back starts to return without the enveloping warmth of the bath. You sigh contentedly as Julian’s rough hands smooth over your shoulder blades, reaching for a pillow to cuddle your face into as his hands work their magic. You jump as cold oil spills onto your skin, he must’ve grabbed the massage oil when you weren’t paying attention.

“Cold cold,” you complain half-heartedly, and he chuckles out a quiet apology as he smooths the oil over your back, down to your thighs, all the way to your aching feet. You squirm at that, kicking your feet gently in warning, he knew you didn’t like your feet touched. He relents with a gentle pat on your ankle and slides his hands up your body until he feels the stubborn knots in your back and works to loosen them. A blissful pressure and release that makes you sing his praises as the stress you seem to always carry with you slips away.

“Mmm, you’re doing such a good job, Jules. Thank you,” you murmur, your sleepy praise muffle by the pillow, but you can tell he hears you when you feel his lips against the back of your shoulder.

“You needn’t thank me, not for this. I’m enjoying this just as much as you,” he whispers against your skin and you’re tempted to call his bluff until he leans more of his weight against you and you feel his rigid hardness pressing against your lower back. You can’t help but smirk, lazily picking your head up from the pillow to meet those sea-spray-colored eyes you’d grown to love over your shoulder.

“I think you’re enjoying this a little too much, baby,” you purred, watching his eyelashes flutter at the pet name. Still, he smiles crookedly, fangs glinting in the candlelight, nuzzling his pointed nose into your neck affectionately.

“Can you blame me? With you looking like this… smelling like you do.” His lips are cold against the delicate flesh of your neck and it induces a full-body shiver. Something he says clicks strangely into your mind though.

“Smelling?” You questioned, brows knit together.

It seems to snap him out of a trance and his lips jerk away from your throat, he visibly flusters, stumbling over his words.

“I- well—yes. I know you’re embarrassed about it but you smell… very delectable like this.”

The idea of being more attractive whilst your body was going through a cleanse that most women were taught to be ashamed of appeals to you more than you thought it would. While Julian’s sanguine hunger never bothered you, this newfound fascination endeared you to that side of him even more. It felt nice to be loved and desired as you are, no matter if you’re having your blood or not.

“That explains how clingy you are tonight. Your hands are wandering, Ilyushka.” The use of his birth name is deliberate and the resulting roll of his hips against your ass upon hearing it makes you giggle.

“I’m sorry, I’m supposed to be treating you but all I can think of is myself, how soft you feel against me.” Julian laments, more of his weight pressing against your back as he relaxes atop you, hands rubbing circles into your hips.

“I think you’ve treated me more than enough, Ilya. Let me take care of you now.” You cooed, your hands abandoning the pillow to place them over his own around your hips.

He makes a submissive keening sound, ensnared by your change in demeanor.

“Roll over onto your back for me?” You offered, your mind already rich with ideas of just how to thank him for the feather-light looseness in your muscles. It’s easy to forget he’s a doctor sometimes with all his ripe silliness and the shenanigans he roped you into on the daily, but his expert knowledge on just where to touch you to turn you into a paste was your favorite reminder.

He complies with a muted ‘oof’ as he lazily strips himself from your body and turns over until his back meets the colorful sheets. You stretch out your limbs until they crack and sit up straight, rolling your shoulders and turning this way and that. No pain at all. You feel confident in your nakedness as his grey eyes rake over your oiled form. It could be a trick of the light but you swear you saw the slightest bit of red bleeding from the outer ring of his iris.

Inspired by the weightlessness you feel with his eyes on you, you scoot yourself between his spread legs, grabbing him under his knees and yanking him further into your lap. He gasps at the force you manhandle him into reach with, his impossibly long legs wrapping around your waist. Your fingers undo the ties of his breaches and you’re pleased with the sight of bare flesh as opposed to underwear, you grin, catching his mischievous gaze. He truly was trying to get your attention today. Your pupils dilate at the sight of his long cock already flushed red and leaking with pre under your scrutinizing gaze, his narrow hips twitching upwards into your touch as your hand slips past his cock to scratch over his flat belly instead, fingers twisting in the auburn hairs at his navel.

“Look at you, already drooling for me. Are you really this worked up after touching me?” You teased a fingertip around the tip, delighted by the way his dick jumps at the contact. His thighs twitch around your hips. And you can tell he’s trying not to buck, to be good for you. As proud as you are of his eagerness to obey, the image of him fucking himself into your fist with reckless abandon swims around your mind in an endless loop. Your walls clench around nothing at the thought, your teeth catching your bottom lip as your hand wraps around his length fully.

“I can’t help it. You’re just so… nnn please, just so… ahh.” Julian’s eyelids flutter as you ever so slowly start to pump his cock, distracting him entirely.

“Just what, baby?” You remind playfully, enthralled by the subtle changes in his expression as he attempts to produce a response through the thick fog forming in his mind as he slowly sinks into subspace.

“You’re just so… amazing, please! Ah! oh fucking-“ Julian’s mumble melds into a wail as your pace suddenly changes from slow and teasing to fast and purposeful. He cries out in pleasure, head falling back onto the bed as your hand twists over the head of his cock and squeezes at the base with every purposeful stroke. “Oh, please! You’re—fuck yes. You’re going so fasttt.”

Julian’s mouth falls open in rapture, fangs on display as you jerk him off faster than he deserves. He doesn’t deserve you, deserve this incredible pleasure from this incredible woman. But you loved him, needed him, assured him he was yours; fangs, deeds, and all. You accepted all of him. And with that assurance he knew you’d forgive the way his hips started to frantically buck into the tight tunnel of your fist, an erotic squelching noise fills the room as you let him fuck your hand, using it to get himself off.

“You’re so pretty like this, Ilya. I adore that debauched expression you make.” You praised, and Julian moaned loudly, his tongue swiping over his teeth. “Makes me want to give you everything you desire, just to see that fucked out expression on your face.”

“Please please!” He begs.

“Please what, baby? Use your words and I’ll reward you.” You promise, but you aren’t prepared for his next request.

“Sit on my face.”

Your hand halts and Julian sobs, frustrated.

“Julian, I can’t I’m—“

“I want you to, so badly. Since I walked in and smelt you, all I could think of was your beautiful thighs around my head as you grind yourself against my tongue, letting me drink from you.” His words flow like poetry, burning themselves into your mind, he spoke them with such hunger and desperation that your whole body feels smoldering hot. You’ll recall those words on those rare lonely nights you’re apart rubbing yourself to memories of him.

Julian’s silvery eyes have almost been entirely eclipsed by crimson, and it makes you press your thighs together in anticipation—at the thought of straddling his face while he sated his sanguine thirst by eating you out. It was depraved, it was mortifying, but… surely the blood wasn’t the same, would it even feed him? Why didn’t you care? Why didn’t he care?

“Please, I want to taste you.” Julian restates, shaking you from your thoughts, eyes rediscovering his own as your expression softens.

“Alright, baby, if that’s really what you want.” You relented, taking your hand off his cock as you released him from your lap and started to crawl up his body.

“Thank you, momma,” Julian whimpers and it goes straight to your pussy, he knew you liked it when he used that name in bed. “Oh thank- mmm!”

You cut off his thanks with your lips against his, hands sinking into his auburn curls and tugging. The slight sting makes him moan into your mouth, and your tongue dips into his mouth, curling around his own. You kiss messily for what feels like a long time, grinding against his hard cock. It takes everything in your power to stop yourself from letting him slide between your folds upon remembering his request.

“You sure about this?” You ask anxiously once more, feeling unexpectedly shy as you get into position, hovering just over his face. So close, but just out of reach even as his face surges forward to chase the intoxicating scent.

“I could explode just thinking of your blood against my tongue as I pleasure you, please don’t make me wait any longer, please I promise it’s alright.” Julian babbles, eyes glazed over as he stares at your cunt, mesmerized.

His desperate reassurance snaps the last string of hesitance from your mind and you take in a deep breath before lowering yourself over his face. His hands shoot to your hips immediately and for a moment you worry you’ve finally disgusted him, but instead he presses your hips harder against him. He kitten licks around your labia at first, catching a stray droplet of your wetness mixed with your blood and his eyes roll back. Julian truly does try to restrain himself but your flavor sends him into a frenzy, his nimble tongue delving between your folds to lapping at the droplets of blood as they drip from your cunt.

You gasped out a moan, not expecting the enthusiastic way he devours you from below, rolling your hips into the frantic motions of his wandering tongue. Julian moans in appreciation, urging your hips to move faster and you comply, losing yourself in the feeling. You’re so sensitive it almost hurts how good it feels to have his tongue inside you, and his nose rubs against your clit just right with every eager rut against his face.

“Oh good boy, you’re so good. Fucking me so- Ahh! So good with your mouth, baby. I don’t know what I was even worried about, you’re so eager.” You babble, and he groans torturedly against your cunt, his hips bucking into the air. His cock stands at full attention, weeping with pre and the head has nearly turned purple with want.

You’re tempted to reach back blindly for his cock to jerk him off while he drinks from you, but you get a better idea that requires less stretching and reaching.

“Touch yourself for me, Ilya.”

His hand shoots to his cock so fast you rush to steady yourself without one of his hands supporting you. Julian whines and mewls pathetically against your hot flesh, pupils blown wide as he ruts frantically into his own fist. He must be close.

“Gonna cum already? Do you really like this so much?” You teased, and he says something but it was muffled, vibrating pleasantly against you.

In an attempt to let him speak you lift your hips but he grunts, his free hand forcing you back down with a whine and a pointed, crimson gaze.

“You’re so greedy.” You run a hand through his red hair, twisting your fingers in the strands to guide him against your cunt.

His tongue slides from you and instead lathes over your aching clit and you buck with a cry, he always knew just where you needed stimulation and when. The only thing Julian loved more than making you laugh was making you cum.

“That’s it, oh fuck you’re so good at this.” Your voice shook, head tipped back and eyes staring at the ceiling as you felt yourself dance on the precipice of release for a few agonizing moments before you finally start to quake. Your orgasm is so intense you don’t realize the strangled keening noises you’re making until the ringing in your ears stops. Julian eagerly opens his mouth as you squirt all over his face, delighted since it wasn’t often he could make you do so. And as you cum around his tongue he finally releases the tight grip around the base of his cock he placed to not cum the moment you started making those broken noises.

His whole body shakes and squirms as he pumps himself at lightning speed until he’s shooting cum all over his fist and stomach, soaking his shirt even more. He moans brokenly against your cunt, body seizing with every spasm of his cock in his grip.

You both collapse into a heap of limbs on the bed, you don’t remember how you got onto your side when you start to come to, all you can process is how blissfully painless you feel. You really need to have period sex more often if this is how you felt afterward. Regrettably, you turn over and grimace at the smearings of your blood around Julian’s mouth and nose, resisting the urge to laugh as you smack a hand over your mouth.

He notices your gesture and props himself up on his elbows, quirking an arched brow in your direction. You see that the red from his eyes from earlier has completely vanished, leaving behind those familiar grey irises.

“What’s so funny?” Julian snorts, and that only makes it harder for you not to laugh.

“You look like a crime scene!” You wheezed, rolling around on the bed and clutching your stomach.

Julian blushes a healthy bright red, and you’re lost to the world in your screaming laughter.

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The M6 proposing to you!

The arcana x GN!Reader

Julian Devorak:

Julian is an excellent actor. In all different ways, if something is bothering him - only those who know him very best can understand that something is wrong. And right now especially, he was thanking the arcana that he was such an excellent actor. Because that way he could conceal his plan from you.

You walk into the study. “ You needed me, honey? Is something wrong?” you ask.

“ I was just curious about something, dear.” He says, extra sweetly. He has his tie on, and his eyepatch off. Whatever he’s thinking about is something serious. “ .. Have you ever thought about officiating a certain thing?”

“ .. what ‘thing’ are you talking about, Jules?”

He sighs, and smiles. He sweeps all of his desk’s contents to the floor, they make a loud clatter sound against the hardwood floor. He knew that this was not the time to put on a false face and act, this was the time to speak straight from the heart.

Julian can feel his worries about this fall away. The endless and long nights of staying up to rehearse and plan for this now felt.. silly. So incredibly silly, what good is pretending to be someone else in the moment he should most definitely just be himself? He was going to do this his own way. To say the things he truly feels, and not some silly pre - written words.

There’s only one thing left on his desk, a pearl ring. It’s not even in a box, it’s just sitting there, only accompanied by a second ring. He stares into your eyes, a cheeky smirk on his face.

“ Officiating our relationship, of course. Would you do the honor of marrying me, dear?”

Asra Alnazar:

Asra sighed, thinking of you. The truth was ever since he’d known that you loved him just as much as he loved you, he had been thinking of you. You were so unbelievably perfect in so many ways to him. Everything about you, your looks, your thoughts, your feelings.. He cherished it. It had been taken away from him - and he never fully recovered.

Asra worried that something else would split the two of you apart again. He really did, but then an idea crossed his mind. Marriage. You two had been talking about it before you caught the plague, and he started to think that it was a way to truly solidify your connection.

He waited for you at the fountain garden. A place that was special to the two of you. It was the early summer, a june evening. His favorite time of day during his favorite season. What better place?

As the noise of the castle slowly drifted off behind you, you came into Asra’s view. He had said to you that he wanted to tell you something important. He stood up from the edge of the fountain, his soft smile widening.

“ Hello, my love.”

“ Hi, Asra.” You say. He takes you hand and squeezes it gently. His eyes stared into yours. A breeze passed through the garden, the purple sky in the background made your lover look simply stunning.

“ .. I told you this morning that I wanted to tell you something. I’ve been waiting, ___. I’ve been waiting a long time.”

You listen, you could never know how carefully he’s considered every word and rehearsed it before now. He wants nothing more than for this to be as special as possible for you.

“ … but now the wait is finally over, my love.” He kneeled, taking out a small pouch, and taking one silver ring with both of your initials inscribed into the inside of it.

“ Will you marry me, ____ ?”

Lucio Morgasson:

Lucio sat up in bed, covered in cold sweat. He had a dream about you, and it could only mean one thing - he was being stupid. He was stupid not to marry you, you’re the most perfect person to him. You’re beautiful, perfect, and kind. He couldn’t think why he hadn’t yet put a ring on you.

He ran over to his own jewelry box, ransacking it for rings. Anything would do. All he knew is that he wanted you, and he wanted you now. He found one that looked like it might be your size - and before he knew it, he was running down the hall.

You’d said to him earlier that you’d be working on a project with Portia in the library tonight. He ran as fast as he could down the hall. Once he got there, he banged on the library door until Portia opened it.

“ .. Sir Lucio? What are you doing here?” She said, surprised. He was out of breath, and looked over Portia’s shoulder and saw you reading.

“ out of my way, Portia–” He said, shoving and squeezing past her. She let him get by, standing there confused.

He ran up behind you, tapping your shoulder. He was a man on a mission, nothing could’ve stopped him from getting what he wanted at that moment. You turned and looked at him,

“ Lucio? What is it?”

“ .. “ He stared at you for another second before acknowledging himself. Still a bit out of breath, and grabbed your shoulders before waving the ring near your face like a mad man.

“ .. marry me, here. Now.”

Nadia Satrinava:

She wanted to extravagant, she really wanted it to be a story you talked about for the rest of your life together. She had several servants, wedding planners, event planners, and even some family members invited to the palace to help her come up with the best plan she could. She only allows the best for you.

She thought long and hard about what to do, but eventually she decided on something she thought you’d like. She made a reservation for a small pizza restaurant. It was old fashioned brick-oven pizza, something she thought you’d like.

Nadia sat at the restaurant, waiting patiently for you. She had sent a carriage to the magic shop a little over 20 minutes ago. She shifted in her seat, she’d really dressed up for the event. She had painted her nails a deep red, the perfect manicure to show your rings off with.

“ .. Oh, Nadia, sweetie, I’m so sorry I’m late!” You say apologetically, rushing over to the table from the front. “ A customer knocked over the buckwheat frogskin and then I had to spent an extra half hour helping her clean herself up, and then cleaning the group.”

She pulled out your chair for you and give you a kiss on the cheek. “ It’s quite alright, darling.”

She sat back down and across from people, smiling at you. She’d planned to do it towards the end of the meal, but as soon as the bread came - she just looked at how beautiful you were. You were so beautiful and kind all the time.. Something came over her, and she stood up out of her chair.

She nearly knocked into a waiter, but she got down on a knee, and put her hand on your knee.

Nadia stares, she’d never been so confident in a decision. Ever.

“ Darling, Would you marry me?”

Muriel the outsider:

He was nervous about asking you. It was a large step in life, but you had helped grow into a better and more confident person, and he couldn’t imagine asking this of anyone else.

You’re sat near the fire with Inanna, journaling while Inanna’s asleep on your lap. The only thing that can be heard is your occasional laughter and Inanna’s soft snoring. Muriel smiled at you. He knew you were the one. The person, HIS person.

He walked up behind you, and sat down next to the two of you. He loved the way you looked at him, so full of love - and never full of fear. He tries to speak, but the words die in his throat. How is he supposed to do this?

Muriel takes a deep breath and stares at you. From your perspective, it looks a bit like he’s glaring as hard as he can. It makes you a bit nervous.

“ Hey, Muri. Is something wrong?” You ask, concerned about him.

“ I.. you.. Please, maybe– if you think you want.. W-we could.. I think that..”

He stumbles on his words, blushing. He puts a ahand over his face, you’ve been together so long and yet you still fluster him so very much.

He decides it’s best to just get it over and done with, the words come out bluntly but they’re still endearing and sweet.

“ I want to marry you!” He says loudly, but then he realizes how awkward he looks and his gaze softens. “ .. Please say yes.” he whispers.

Portia Devorak:

Portia knew she wanted to take advantage of her charm when it came to you. If there’s two things she loved, it was life at sea - and you, OF COURSE. One time while you were re-stocking the ship at one of the towns, she brought you off away from the crowd and onto a much smaller sailing boat.

It was perfect. The late afternoon sun on the harbor and coastline, it was just the two of you. With the exception of a sailor who was manning the boat while Portia romanced you. She was incredibly patient and listened a lot more than talked - you could sense something was different about this date, she almost always did most of the talking.

She had been very patient that day. She knew what she wanted, and she was ready to make that happen. She waited until the very best moment to ask, when the sun was setting and you were least expecting it.

She scooted a little closer to you, putting her hand on top of yours. She smiled, taking something out of her pocket.

It’s a pearl ring, perfectly your size. It’s beautiful, and you gape at it.. Too happy to realize that Portia’s started talking, finally you look over and she smiles at you. She loves you so very much.

“ Could you make me the happiest woman ever and marry me?”

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Gifts & Thoughts (M6); The Arcana

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Summary: The Main 6 and the gifts they send the Main Character. [Upright Endings]

Requested? ❌

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

"Is it obvious that all of this is right?"

-Elijah Woods, 24/7 365.

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Nadia Satrinava:

Elegance, is the word for the gifts she spoils you with.

Everything she gifts you always has a connection to a certain time you have spent together.

A memorable date? A memorable day? A memorable moment? It doesn't matter;

Even the jewels that always color coordinate with your outfit palette has some sort of underlying memory connected to them.

Prepare to get showered with the finest, most intricately detailed accessories that Nadia associates with your shared memories.

Small mechanical inventions for your familiar. Like the little toys she made for Chandra.

Just as much as she pampers you, Nadia spares no expense in both monetary value and thought value to the things she creates for your familiar.

Your familiar is never going to feel bored within the Palace grounds, what with both Chandra and Nadia's little inventions to keep them company when you aren't there.

Light silk clothes in your preferred color palette, while the Vesuvian weather makes velvet and other similar fabrics impractical-

Nadia is well versed with the versatility of silk with the heat.

The silks she gifts you are to be imported from Praka, she will settle for gifting you no other silks but the finest kind in all the world.

The embroidery on these clothing items are always customized:

A pattern of a colorful forest: When you hunted down Lucio's ghost together.

A pattern of a wheat field: For that time you screamed your grievances to the heavens.

A pattern of waves, a small island with a singular angled tree: For the time you swam with her in the High Priestess' domain.

Asra Alnazar:

Scrapbooks is the vibe that comes to mind whenever the gift is from Asra.

For his presents are a mix of both learning, and simple sentimentalities.

There are still times where he goes on his own adventures and whenever he does, he never fails to bring back a tricket (Or five) which had reminded him of you in some way.

A leatherbound journal, with a burnt in pattern. For note taking when you're working on spell adjustments.

A small gemstone imbued with a protection spell, or a spell for luck, or healing- That has been fashioned into a necklace.

Herbs that he dries himself.

Self-made tea blends that he has subjected himself to tasting before handing you the perfected blends.

Matching knitted sweaters for you and your familiar, imbued with temperature regulation spells.

Spell tomes he bought, read, and then annotated with possible helpful tips, or everyday commentary to make your learning easier and more fun.

Julian Devorak:

Tomfoolery. That's it. That's his type of gifts.

A pun book, that he had somehow managed to talk Malak into gently dropping on you.

A sealed bottle with a preserved leach inside, reminiscent of the time you both thought to bathe in a suspiciously muddled pond.

He buys small journals, and writes down his adventure stories within them before handing them over to you.

Sometimes he'd send you a "Doctor's Prescription" that contain sweet gestures such as ten hugs a day, four kisses per hour, a "Nap" with him that lasts at least 12 hours-

Julian is an actor, a performer, an artist, a man of the arts. He always comes up with a new way to make a gift unique from the rest despite them being almost the same in form.

You now have a slowly growing folder of all the Doctor's Prescriptions you have been prescribed.

Thankfully, you only have a single bottle of leech and there is no indication that there will ever be another one.

Muriel the Outsider:

Handmade. Everything he gifts you is made with love, adoration, and quiet devotion driving his hands.

Sculptures both realistic and abstract, with the wood carefully polished to bring out the unique patterns.

Spice blends foraged and dried by himself from when he goes foraging in the forest every month.

Very seldomly, he gifts you flowers that he dried himself. Whenever he finds some that he likes the colors of.

He doesn't gift you dried flowers often, he appreciates nature and it's bounty but finds it hard to see any flowers as beautiful enough to be given to you.

Home cooked meals that Muriel tries his best to perfectly season and cook to your preferences.

Whenever trading caravans pass by Vesuvia, Muriel heads into the city and does his best to peruse each and every cart. Looking for something that might "Speak" to him as something that suffices as a gift for you in his eyes.

If there is no specific thing that meets his standard, then he'll look for materials in the carts instead so that he can make you something.

Portia Devorak:

Literature; Portia learned to read and write quite late in life, those two skills have become an integral part of who she is and what she sees as art and worthy of praise.

She writes you verses, poems, short stories- and she scatters them in the nooks and crannies of your shared home for you to find unexpectedly.

The paper is always subconsciously imbued with her magic. Whenever you touch the paper, you end up getting a glimpse into what she was feeling for you when she wrote the piece.

She gifts you books of stories she always comes back to, and books about the history, customs, and culture of the places you and her are sent as Emissaries to.

She makes sure to read through these books herself first, inserting slips of paper with her own viewpoints on a particular scene, or poems inspired by the scene (and the fact that she imagined both of you in it).

She also makes sure to always get you a box of the most delicious looking and smelling treat in the bakeries you visit on your Emmisary trips.

Lucio / Montag Morgasson:

The World. (No, Lucio does not get you the world turtle- As cute as they may be.)

He is no longer the Count, he has renounced that stature in favor of being a mercenary once more.

On your excursions, Lucio takes the time to sit down and take in the sights with you. Talking about everything and little nothings all at once.

Sometimes he sneaks in a purchase when you're both in the marketplace stocking up on supplies, stuffing it into his pack when your back is turned.

He never knows where or when he's going to give it to you on your adventures, but he knows that he'll know when the time is right.

Lucio picks flowers from the paths you're walking to place it either in your hair, or he pins it to your shirt.

If you get sad when it inevitably wilts away, Lucio reassures you that it's nothing to be sad about because the memory of your happiness from receiving the flower will metaphorically be keeping it alive.

If you find a way to preserve it with magic, he'll buy a sturdy box (He also asks you to enchant it with a few spells for extra safety) in which to keep all the flowers taken from your journey.

Once the box is full, it finds a place on the mantle of your shared home.

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demetris-cocksleeve · 1 year

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hi, you may have seen my username recently in your notifications, i have gotten reobsessed with the arcana and i love your work.

may i request; the main six with a gn!partner who forgets/puts off taking care of themselves (eating, hygiene, etc.) unless theyre practically dragged off to do it? thank you!!

(A/n: I have and I appreciate all the support!❤)

Word Count: 1,944

Summary: If you won't take care of yourself, your partner will

Warnings: Various forms of self-neglect, Mention of injury/blood in Portia's, Reader's hair is long enough to put into a bun in Julian's

Age Rating: None

The Main 6 x Self Negligent! Reader

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Lucio:

"Who's a good boy?~"

Melchior flops over for belly rubs as you continue to coo at him, his female counter part having gone to lay down in the shade a bit ago.

"You are, you're such a good, handsome boy, aren't cha? Yes, you are! Yes, you are~"

You're in the garden playing with Mercedes and Melchior as you had been most of the day. Opting to enjoy your rare day of relaxation.

After a few more scratches to his kick spot, Melchior abruptly sits up before bolting behind you. Turning, you're met with the one and only, Count Lucio. You knew he'd show up eventually. He always does. Whether it's to bother you, escape the courtiers, or to genuinely spend time with you, the count always has a bit of time with you each day.

"Y/n." Never learned to properly greet, huh?

He strides over to the tree sheltering Mercedes from the blistering sun, plopping down uncountly to lean against it as well.

"Hey, Luci," You're lucky you're his partner or you'd never get away with calling him as such. "What's it today? Come to pester me about distracting the dogs? Or has Valerius been getting on your case again?"

He places a hand dramatically against his chest as he feigns innocence.

"What? I can't just visit you out of the kindness of my heart? I'm wounded, truly, I am."

"Har har. It was Volta, then?-"

"OH! I just can't stand it! How does she put so much away?? And the chewing noises-" He cuts himself off with a shiver. "Ughack."

There it is.

You can't help but laugh. "She really can out eat the best of them, huh?"

"Speaking of- Have you eaten today, darling?"

Uh oh.

"Yeah, totally!" You lie.

"That's good. The chef really knows his way around a duck," Lucio's hand fall to scratch between Merchior's ear as he rests his head in his lap.

You nod in agreement. "He really does," you hum.

"You know what's funny?"

"What?"

He spares a glance your way before returning his attention to the dogs.

"Lunch was veal, not duck..."

There's a silence before you rush to explain yourself.

"To be fair, I-"

"Uh uh, no excuses." Lucio stands, brushing the dirt off his trousers before offering you a hand up. "Let's go get some food in you, sweet."

There's no arguing with him, so you let out a sigh and let him hoist you up.

"Let's go, then..."

Portia:

"Hey, Y/n? Have you seen- Oh my god!"

Portia drops the basket she's carrying as she catches sight of your arm.

She rushes to you as you stand frozen in shock. Her outburst and sprint towards you happening a bit fast to process.

You're snapped out of it when she grabs your arm, gently guiding you to a wicker chair.

"What happened?" Her fingers lightly graze over the cut on your arm.

"I, uh, had a slip up with one of the garden tools."

She looks up at you as she asks, "When did it happen? Some of the blood's dry..."

"I don't know..." You look at you lap, "Maybe 1 or 2 hours ago?"

Her grip tightens. "Why haven't you bandaged it up?? I swear, you remind me too much of Ilya sometimes."

"I had a lot to do, so I figured it could wait." The branches above cast Portia's face in a scary light as she glares at you.

"You put off fixing your sliced open arm because you had work to do!?" Well, when she puts it like that...

"I'm sorry," you whisper, gaze still on your lap.

Her look softens. "Sweetie... I'm sorry for yelling at you. I just-"

She lets out a breath, "I know you forget to take care of yourself and I worry that one day, you'll get seriously ill or hurt and I won't be there to-" She cuts herself off and you don't say anything.

"C'mon," Portia pulls you up with her. "Let's get you patch up, hmm?"

As if she can sense your oncoming argument, she says, "You can finish your work after."

Julian:

You wince as your hair is tugged once more.

"Sorry! Sorry, love. I can't seem to get this hair tie out; it's got some hair tangled around it..." Julian says as he tries to pry the band out.

"It's fine. You don't have to do this you know. I should have stayed on top of it and not just thrown it into a bun."

"I know I don't HAVE to but I WANT to. I like taking care of you, which helps since someone-" he reaches around to bop your nose, "-forgets to do it themself."

"Got it!" With one final tug, the hair tie comes free of your tangled strands. "Do you still have the brush?"

You pass it back to him and make yourself comfortable against his legs. You already know it's going to take a while to get all the knots out.

Julain takes the brush in one hand and the best version of a section that he could separate and gets to work. A calm silence settles over the both of you as he works. He starts from the bottom, lightly dragging the brush through the tangles, his movements rhythmic as he moves the brush up bit by bit.

Once the section is done, he runs the brush from root to tip to ensure it's done.

Section through section, Julian combs through your hair, successfully detangling the week's worth of knots. By the time he's finished, you're practically asleep against him.

Brushing through your whole head once more, he finally speaks.

"We're finished, dear," He gently sits you up, laughing when you groan in protest.

Nadia:

"What do you mean they haven't eaten in two days!?"

Oh no. Here it comes.

You know she's not going to accept your reasoning, but you really wanted to get this done. So what if you were a bit hungry, you were on a roll and would lose your creativity if you stopped now. You're almost done anyway.

The door to your room opens and Nadia comes storming in.

"Mind explaining to me why the kitchen staff just told me you haven't even touched the food they've been bringing you the last two days?" She stands with her hands on her hips as she waits for your response.

"Um..." You know she knows. she just wants you to say it out loud.

Yielding, you finally say it. "I was working on something... It's for your birthday so I wanted to get it done."

She pinches the bridge of her nose. "As much as that is incredibly endearing, you shouldn't put yourself in dangerous situations for a gift."

You balk. "It's not a dangerous situation though. If I keep working, I'll have it done by tonight!"

"That would make it three days with no food, and I'm guessing no water if we stay on theme." You don't like how she read you so well...

Before you can't respond, Nadia continues. "What if it didn't get done today, or tomorrow, or the next day? How far would you push yourself to get this done? I know how passionate you get about things and that's why I'm so stern about it. You're willing to go 36 hours without food or water for a present; what if it was something bigger? You could, in all honestly, die because of your passion."

She's right. You hate that she's right, but she is nonetheless.

"That's not happening on my watch, petal. Let's get some food in you and then you can go back to work."

Yes! You thought she was going to ban you for the rest of the day.

"Only until dinner, then you're done for the day."

Damn it.

Asra:

"I'm going to start a bath, would you like to join me, Y/n?" Asra calls from the other side of the door.

You had been working on perfecting a spell for the last few days. You locked yourself in your old room-turned-study just in case something went wrong; only opening the door to grab the tray of food the magician would set out for you or to use the bathroom.

Unintentionally, you'd put off cleaning yourself, which is probably why Asra was asking.

A bath honestly sounded like pure heaven, but you were so close to getting the spell right.

Another knock sounds out and you sigh. You really should take them up on their offer, but what if you forget how you did it last time?

'That's why you've been logging every attempt,' you remind yourself.

'But what if-' 'No, you need to bathe.' You quickly scan your notes to make sure everything's in order.

Once you've concluded that every thing is as it should be, you call out a 'Coming' to your partner. You know he's still outside the door so you quickly put your things back in place and head to the door.

"Fucking hell..." You sigh as you sink into the hot water, leaning back to rest against Asra. The heat doing wonders for your sore back.

"Spending days hunched over a desk doesn't do much good for you, huh?" They tease you.

You simply hum in response as he grabs your favorite soap, lathering it up before massaging it into your tense shoulders.

"Relax, I've got you..." They rub over a particular spot that causes you to go lax. "Would you like me to help with your spell? I think I have some ingredients that might make it easier for it to do what you need."

"At this point, that's all I want," you chuckle.

"Thank you." you turn your head to press a kiss to his jaw.

"Anything for you, love."

Muriel:

"Y/n?" Muriel asks as he enters your shared room.

"Yeah?" You respond.

Have you ate or drank anything today? I don't think I've you leave the room today..."

"I haven't, but I'm plan to in a bit, I just want to finish this book first."

"Oh, okay." He turns to leave but pauses, turning back to you. "How much is left?"

"Uh..." you flip to the last chapter to do the math.

"Like, 16? Maybe 18. Why?"

Muriel stares at you for a moment before striding towards you. Once by your side, he gently grabs your book, marking your page and setting it to the side.

"Hey- What are you doing?"

He takes your hands as he answers, hauling you to your feet. "It's getting late, you need to get something into your system."

You're slightly taken aback, you have to admit. Muriel is rarely assertive; always mumbling or trailing off his sentences and just generally lacking confidence in himself. So for him to take the initiative to pull you from your reading with out so much as a stutter is a bit shocking.

"I know, but I already said that I'll do it once I finish my book." You lightly protest as you follow him through the hut.

"...You're not- You're not going to be able to finish it today, though..." Just like that any assertiveness is gone.

It makes you break, allowing him to sit you down and place a bowl of soup and a roll in front of you.

"Eat with me?" you request, taking a bite of the roll.

God, this man can cook. You don't know where he learned it, but he makes some of the best bread you've ever had -it practically melts in your mouth.

He nods, moving to grab his own food, sitting down across from you as you both talk about anything that comes to mind.

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pathetic-sapphic · 7 months

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could we get a sfw alphabet for julian from the arcana (fem reader) pls and thank you

Julian Devorak SFW Alphabet

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Extremely affectionate! Julian's giving love language is physical touch and he is very clingy and touch starved. Sometimes he has no concept of personal space so you'll need to remind him of your boundaries. Besides physical affection, he also likes to show his love for you through words of affirmation and gift giving. He is a very kind and caring man with so much love to give.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

You two probably met by running into each other as he was running away from trouble and you helped him out. Julian is a very funny and loyal best friend, although he tends to self-sabotage your friendship due to his insecurities. But he is lots of fun to be around and never fails to make you smile, also is always there for you and offers you his full support.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Loves cuddling! Prefers being the little spoon but if you're smaller than him then he definitely doesn't mind winding his lanky body around yours. He is big into laying his head on your lap or you laying on his lap, scratch his scalp and he's out like a light. He feels so protected and safe whenever you're the big spoon. Is constantly pressing kisses into your hair and the back of your neck whenever you're the little spoon.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Settling down is a hard thing for Julian to do, but he is also a huge romantic and would be willing to do it with the right person. He is an adventurous spirit, but at the same time, he cannot deny that the idea of living a domestic life with you is incredibly tempting. Julian is a good cook but he nearly sets the kitchen on fire in the process and often leaves a mess. When living on his own, he tends to prefer a creative mess but picks up on some sort of order and cleaning once the two of you start living together (just don't look under the bed, that's where he hides his leeches).

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Well, remember the 'talk' on the docks? That's how he would do it, unless your relationship was even more serious when he felt as if he had to end it. If that was the situation, then Julian wouldn't be able to bear the heartbroken look in your eyes, so he'd most likely leave a letter to you, where he'd explain the situation, and then disappear.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Never thought he'd find 'the one' before he met you. He knows that he's the type of a person who gets attached easily and quickly so he prefers to wait a bit and have some time to think before proposing to you. Once the two of you had a taste of a domestic life and if you mention wanting to get married, then he'd waste no time in buying a ring and asking you to be his. Cries tears of joy and spins you around in a hug when you say yes.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Julian is an extremely gentle and kind man, in both ways. His touches are always careful and loving, his words are sweet and tender. He treats you as if you're made of glass and takes care of you like you're his most precious treasure.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He loves hugs, always melts into you whenever you embrace him. His hugs are full of warmth and adoration, one hand wound protectively around your waist while the other one rests against your head, playing with your hair. Hugs you every single day, before you leave the house to go run some errands, hugs you from behind when you're cooking and holds you tightly when you're asleep.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Quite fast, Julian knows his heart well and the feeling he gets whenever you smile at him or show him any sort of loving gesture is undeniably romantic. It happens completely unexpected, during a moment where you just look so perfect and wonderful, but he doesn't blurt it out. He takes your hands in his and confesses his love to you, sweetly and patiently.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Julian doesn't get jealous often because he himself is a very friendly and open person. He won't get jealous if you're giving your attention to someone else because he knows you and trusts you. The issue occurs when someone else shows romantic interest in you. If that happens, he takes his place next to you, putting an arm around you and giving you a possessive kiss, showing off your relationship with him in front of the interloper. This mostly comes out of insecurity and fear that eventually you'll leave him for someone who is better than him and more worthy of you. Please reassure him and hold him for a bit, remind him that he is your one and only.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Soft, breathy, warm, wet and intimate. Julian loves kisses, doesn't matter where the two of you are. Most often he kisses your hands, pecking your fingers one by one. Also loves kissing your nose and, of course, your lips. Adores it when you kiss his forehead, especially if you have to get on your tiptoes to do it, he thinks it's so sweet.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Julian is very good with children as he grew up with a little sister. He is a kid at heart and has loads of patience for them. When it comes to the two of you having little ones, he leaves the final decision to you. On one hand, he'd love to have a family with you, but on the other, that would make it difficult for the two of you to have wild adventures and he's afraid of putting too much responsibility on you due to him being a workaholic. So, ultimately, he is fine with whatever.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Because he's an insomniac, when he finally does sleep, Julian tends to be very drowsy and slow. Mornings with him are quiet (for a change), and he loves spending them by drawing patterns on your soft skin and exchanging slow, languid kisses with you.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Cozy, domestic and joyful. After a long day at work, Julian loves nothing more than to catch up with you on how your day went while the two of you eat together and do the dishes. Afterwards, you share a bath before snuggling into bed and just holding each other and talking before dozing off.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

He is mostly a very shameless and open man, who has no issue revealing most things about him. The only things he wishes to spare you are some tragic and traumatic moments from his past which you'll usually get a glimpse off when his mind is plagued by nightmares. On those nights, Julian is quite vulnerable and sobbing in your arms as he re-tells the horrible things he witnessed and experienced throughout his life. However, having you by his side during such moments helps alleviate his burdens and he is grateful to the Arcana to have you.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

For you, Julian has all the patience in the world. The only way to get him mad at you or lose his patience is if he sees you getting hurt on purpose or not taking care of yourself (which is very funny coming from him). However, he quickly catches himself acting angry and apologizes as he never wanted to lose his temper around you. For others, he gets mad if they present as a threat to his loved ones or act ignorant, especially when they turn a blind eye to people in need or ignore serious issues.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Remembers everything, which is very surprising. Julian tends to be a forgetful person but he'd rather die than do something stupid like forgetting your birthday or your favorite color. So, he has a little notebook that he carries with him which contains everything you told him about you. He wants to remember everything, from the biggest to smallest details. It's not as creepy as it sounds, he just loves you so much and wants you to feel loved and attended to.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

The days that you two spent in each other's company after defeating the Devil are Julian's favorite memories. Nothing special happened during those days, you mostly just lazed around at his place all day, napping in bed and talking, getting to know each other better and recovering from the mental and physical strain the whole ordeal put the both of you through. He also remembers your trip to Nevivon fondly, the way that everyone loved you and accepted you as his partner made Julian's heart cry with joy.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Very protective and loves it when you act that way towards him too. Julian is ready to act as your human shield 24/7. Although he hates seeing you hurt, he cannot deny how his heart does a flip whenever you act protective of him (he also finds it very hot).

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Julian is big on romantic gestures, so he's always doing things that make you feel loved and appreciated. From loving post-it notes scattered around your place to a wonderful bouquet of your favorite flowers. Goes all out for your dates, anniversaries and birthdays, spoiling you to the bone.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

The aforementioned sabotage and the way he lets his insecurities get the best of him. Sometimes it can be hard to get it through his thick skull just how much you love him and how much he means to you because his doubts get so loud that he completely tunes out any comforting words you may offer him. Not to mention his inability to take care of himself and his workaholic tendencies can make it hard for Julian to function properly. During such times, he needs a loving and guiding hand, not to mention lots and lots of patience from you. He can get carried away with drinking at times but keeps himself in check once the two of you start dating.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Not particularly, he knows he looks good and is aware of his charm and charisma. He has this messiness that just puts his whole look together. Though he is careful to always look clean and neat, albeit a little disheveled but it's what won you over in the end.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes, once he gets used to you, Julian cannot imagine his life without you. If something happened to you, he would probably drink his sorrows away and live the rest of his life as an empty shell of a man that he once was.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Has a beautiful singing voice. When he's not aiming to entertain and puts his theatrical traits aside, Julian has a very soothing and melodious voice. Always sings to you whenever you cannot sleep or when you wake up from a nightmare.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Unaffectionate and rude people. He can understand those of a more cold and distant personality, but he craves warmth and closeness. Also wouldn't be with someone who is ashamed of him or tries to hide their relationship. He wants everyone to know you're his and he is yours, and wants you to be proud of what the two of you have.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Doesn't sleep well for days, and then crashes into a mini-coma once a week where he sleeps for 10+ hours. Lightly snores and smacks his lips. Prefers just sleeping in slacks, bare-chested. Is very clingy whenever he sleeps next to you, his face always finding itself in the crook of your neck or his head is laying on your chest, his mind soothed by the sound of your heartbeat.

a/n: i was so happy to receive this request bc i miss making and reading arcana content sm ;;

#the arcana #the arcana headcanons #julian devorak #julian devorak x reader #julian devorak x mc #the arcana julian x reader #the arcana julian

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