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bakuliwrites · 11 months
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MC Falling Asleep on M6's Lap (Baewatch)
It's been a hot minute since I posted anything and, unfortunately, I don't have the brain power to do any new content. But I figured I would post a headcanon from my old blog. Someone had requested this a long time ago and I loved writing it. The idea was so cute! I love the Baewatch tale and the bonfire scene at the end is so fun. So, here you go! Also, updated my banners just to try out something new :)
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Asra is more than prepared for you to fall asleep on his lap. In fact, he can sense your exhaustion before even you can. He gives you a knowing smirk at your first yawn, leans back where he’s seated in the sand, and offers up his lap for you to lay your head in.
“I’m not sleepy,” you insist, crossing your arms indignantly. But his lap looks pretty inviting. Within minutes, you’re conked out, head cradled by Asra’s legs. He tenderly runs his fingers through your hair, smiling softly down at your slumbering form.
When it’s time to leave, he gently rouses you from your sleep. “MC,” he whispers, carefully shifting you in his lap, “It’s time to go.” Groggily, you rise. Hand in hand, you and Asra walk the length of the beach, back to your room, where you get some much needed rest, snuggled up in his arms <3
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You’re already resting your head on Nadia’s lap when you feel the first twinge of exhaustion. Your eyes start to droop, though you try desperately to keep them open. You want to watch Julian’s magical fire display, but you’re just so tired.
Nadia discovers you’re asleep when she looks down to see if you’re enjoying yourself. She smiles to herself, moving a strand of your hair aside that’s fallen in front of your eyes. She thinks you look positively adorable. So adorable, in fact, she feels suddenly compelled to pinch your cheeks (but refrains, not wanting to rudely awaken you).
When it’s time to go, Nadia lays a soft kiss on your forehead and whispers your name. She guides you back to your room, holding you close and keeping you warm in the chilly night air. She makes sure you have everything you need before snuggling up beside you in bed<3
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You’re dazzled by the multicolored lights flashing before your eyes, changing with each powder Julian tosses into the fire. There’s so much joy floating around the campfire, you find yourself feeling utterly relaxed. So relaxed, in fact, that you lay your head down in Julian’s lap and pass out.
Julian’s too busy showing off his magical powders to notice you’ve fallen asleep, at first. But when he finally does take notice, he makes sure to quiet down. He rubs small circles on your back, gazing thoughtfully down at your peaceful face. He’s glad to see you so restful.
When it’s time to go, he doesn’t bother to try waking you. Instead, he carefully lifts you into his arms and carries you back to your room. He’s so very gentle when he tucks you in, stealthily sliding into bed beside you and cuddling you close <3
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Portia practically pulls you into her lap when she notices you yawning. With a wink, she promises she’ll wake you up if anything crazy exciting happens. You smile up at her before falling asleep to the comforting sensation of her combing her fingers through your hair.
You’re knocked out for the remainder of the bonfire. Portia makes mental notes of all the things you’re missing, ready to regale you with all of the nonsense that occurred while you slept. She marvels over the fact that you could sleep through Lucio’s racket (though she did see your face twist in what could’ve been annoyance when he was being particularly loud). She was quick to quiet him down, shooting him a dirty look.
When it’s time to leave, Portia leans in to whisper in your ear, “Come on, cuddle bug. It’s time to go.” She giggles as your eyes flutter open and you flash a quizzical look her way. She’s never called you “cuddle bug” before and you’re not sure how you feel about it. You can’t help but laugh a little as she guides you back to the room, ready to settle in for the night with you <3
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Muriel has been silent, as usual, the whole of the night. But you’ve caught him smiling a few times. He seems a bit mesmerized by the changing colors of the fire. Seeing him relaxed makes you feel even more relaxed than you already were. You lay your head down in Muriel’s lap, which startles him at first, and decide to close your eyes for a minute.
Well, a minute becomes a while. You’re lulled to sleep by Muriel’s warmth, the crackle of the fire, and the gentle rush of the waves. Muriel is rigid when he discovers you’ve fallen asleep on him. He doesn’t move a muscle the entire rest of the night, terrified to wake you up. In fact, he barely breathes in fear of rousing you (something you’ll laugh about later).
When it’s time to go, he awkwardly lifts you from the ground, cradling you gently in his arms. You wake up on the walk back to your room, but he keeps you snuggled up in his embrace. When you reach home, you fall asleep again, wrapped up in his arms <3
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In the brief moment that night when Lucio is actually sitting still, you manage to lay your head in his lap. “Don’t you go falling asleep on me, MC!” he teases, catching you yawning, “The night is young, yet!” You roll your eyes at him, settling further in. Secretly, he’s happy you’re cuddling up with him.
Despite Lucio’s hullabaloo, you manage to fall asleep. When he looks down to ask if you want anything else to eat or drink, he notices you’re passed out in his lap. A lot of things go through his mind, all at once. He has half a mind to draw a moustache on you, smiling devilishly at the thought. But he’s also just really delighted that you’re relaxed enough with him to fall asleep.
He lets you rest (though he’s not very good at keeping quiet for you and, in his excitement over the bonfire, he definitely bonks you in the head a couple times with his knee which is followed up by profuse apologies, smooches, and hushes for you to go back to sleep). When it’s time to go, he shakes you awake (a bit unceremoniously), but makes up for it when you return to your room by tucking you into bed and cuddling up beside you <3
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theshipden · 5 months
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How would the main 6 react to finding out Mc has ptsd?
Cracks knuckles oh baby as someone with C-PTSD this is my JAM
Julien;
He listens to your explanation, never breaking eye contact. He understands, he’s a doctor, he talks you through it
When you’re having an attack, he’s quick to ground you and help you seek a good therapist
Protective asf, he will not let you do anything alone since it makes you nervous.
Learns every one of your triggers so he can prevent them, whether that’s stopping himself from doing it or someone else
Holds you and cries about what you’ve been through, promises to never let it happen again
Portia;
Post-traumatic- down-syndrome? (Tiktok reference)
Nah but she isn’t certain what that is or what it means, but she DOES read about it and teaches herself what it all entails
Asks julien for further knowledge and how to help
Asks if you need space, to talk, advice, or just her company
In the middle of your attacks, she rubs you. Whether it’s your hand, your back, carding her fingers through your hair, she’s anchoring you back to the ground again
Asks what you need from her when you’re anxious
“Reassurance? Quality time? A listening ear—a shoulder? I have two of those!”
Muriel;
He understands you more then anyone. And funny enough, your anxiety seems to go hand in hand with his own
You’re damn right people are scary!! And loud noises are overwhelming!! And you’re angry and scared and just want to feel safe!! Him too!!
He isn’t the best at staying grounded, honestly he’s still learning healthy coping mechanisms
But when he sees you struggling, he finds himself in the clearest state of mind. He listens, he’s nurturing, and very intuitive.
Smiles so soft and so warm when you calm down from an episode, never pushes you to talk
Sometimes, you panic together about the same thing. Something about seeing someone you love feel the same way as you do….feels like home. You’re not dramatic, you’re more in control then you originally thought, and you’re cared for. Just as you care for him, he cares for you
Nadia;
She’s very good at rationalizing your racing thoughts, using logic to soothe your panic when it seems to be becoming too much
Uses her hands to massage the tension out of your muscles and help you process and work through the feelings you’re having
Aromatherapy, 100%
Reserved a spa day for you, just you and her, no one else. She knows the company of the servants would make you mask
Probably offers to buy you an exotic animal just so you have someone at your side if she’s away when you spiral
Lucio;
This man probably tells you to calm down, not realizing that’s making it worse.
Blubbers an apology immediately after, stuttering wildly as he waves his arms frantically
“No! Don’t cry—-! Hey, darling, it’s alright! What’s happened? My love, can you look at me? Show me those gorgeous eyes, there you go, wonderful. Now, what’s gotten you so upset?”
Thinks someone’s responsible, fully plans on lynching them as soon as he’s figured out the culprit
If your trigger is an inanimate object, he WILL destroy it. And yell at the servants not to trigger you
Drapes his cape over you so you feel sheltered and calm, so you can hide if you don’t want to be seen but don’t want to be alone
Definitely glares at anyone who attempts to call you emotional or puts you down for a natural reaction to trauma
Showers you in compliments, covers the mirrors in little affirmations with lipstick
Asra;
He knew. He’s always known. Even before you did.
He’s very patient, extremely passive and cautious
He educates others on your behalf so you’re never in an unwanted situation or triggered on accident
Reminds you to take medicine, eat, drink water, etc
Asks the arcana to guide you and offer you wisdom and clarity
Constantly ensures you’re never in a night terror/flashback
Can immediately tell when your anxiety spikes, doesn’t even ask before he brings you into the shop in a controlled and familiar environment and asks to talk
Admires you and your courage, he tells you everyday how strong you are and how proud of you he is
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helshollowhalls · 4 months
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Portia: Stop! Put me down!! PLEASE!!!
MC, trying to put her on the Christmas tree: THE. STAR. GOES. ON. TOP.
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rasby · 5 months
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Mud 💛
[3/6]
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xaharadesert · 4 months
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Over-Apologizing MC - Headcanon
Arcana Characters (Julian, Portia, Asra) x MC
A/N: here’s #7, the winner of the poll! The person who sent in the request was anonymous, so I feel slightly less bad about writing it 6 months after it was submitted hehe :) (side note: I’m Canadian, so my definition of over-apologizing may be vastly different than yours) please let me know if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes! (End note: y’all need to be grateful that I have learned self-control, because every time I write for Asra the opportunity and temptation for angst is incredibly powerful)
❤️Julian❤️
He’s a somewhat clumsy man himself, so he can relate to constantly apologizing
He always quickly dispels any guilt he senses you’re feeling, often saying not to worry, or that it’s no issue when you apologize
To be honest, at first he doesn’t even realize that you say you’re sorry even when you’re not in the wrong
If he hears you apologizing when you’re in a different room, he assumes you’ve knocked something over and he just didn’t hear— he’ll shout a quick “no worries, my love, you’re fine” and then go back to whatever he was doing before
He only catches on when someone bumps into you in the market while you were standing still, and you decided to apologize while stranger glared at you
Now that just wouldn’t stand
He was quick to correct the situation— much to the chagrin of the stranger— since he assumed you had apologized on reflex
But when you began insisting it was your fault, even though it clearly wasn’t, he made a note to himself to keep an eye on what he was beginning to think was perhaps a bad habit
And lo-and-behold, this was definitely a pattern of behaviour that he immediately knew he would have to help correct
There is a difference between being polite and being a doormat, as he would gently try to inform you
Fortunately for you, if you ever backpedaled and started apologizing more than you should again, Julian would be more than happy to step in and correct the situation
Of course, that doesn’t change the fact that he’s a self-deprecating hypocrite who also apologizes much more than he should
So standing up for each other becomes the new habit— even if you both apologize far too often for yourselves, you both keep an eye out for when your partner is doing the same
And slowly, you work your way out of it
🧡Portia🧡
Unfortunately for you, Portia is the kind of woman to get sick of constant apologizing pretty quickly
She lived through it for years with Julian, and she’s not willing to go through it again
She notices the pattern within a few weeks of living together; at first she thought you were just nervous about the next step in your relationship, but she quickly realized that there was an underlying problem
Not wanting to be insensitive, she tries correcting it from a couple different angles
Her first guess is anxiety, so she tries to reassure you that you’re fine, even in small situations where there would be no indication otherwise
The next is a lack of confidence, so she starts standing up for you whenever she thinks you need backup
This one can come in a few different forms:
There’s the classic “THAT’S MY SPOUSE!” punch in the face whenever someone disrespects you
But there’s also moments where she starts threatening the vegetables that rolled off the cutting board when you were cooking
At least she’s consistent
When she can’t figure out some deeper meaning behind your apologizing, Portia ends up sticking with the same tactic that worked with Julian
“Stop.” “No.” “Literally don’t.”
As time goes by, those three phrases become more exasperated, but also more effective
She adds to this method by giving you a kiss every time you catch yourself and don’t apologize for something that isn’t your fault
Portia has never read about Pavlov, but she’s still a dedicated student to his methods
💙Asra💙
He’s lived with your habits the longest, and doesn’t really think he can change them at this point
It’s not like they bother him though; the apologies don’t hurt anyone, and as long as there aren’t any underlying issues of anxiety or a lack of confidence, he sees no reason not to let you continue
And although he would never admit it out loud, it provides him the opportunity to ask “for what?”, which he thinks is hilarious even if you don’t
The funniest part, in his opinion, is that you usually don’t have an answer
If there were cameras in Vesuvia, he would take a picture every time you started staring off into space, looking for an answer that doesn’t exist
He’s not mean though; he would never do this in any kind of situation where someone else was in the wrong
If that were the case, he would step in immediately
He can’t stand to see you take the blame for something you didn’t do
Most people are kind enough to admit their own fault, and they’ll apologize to you in turn
But occasionally someone will be a complete dick, and in that case Asra takes the opportunity to verbally destroy them
It usually only takes one oddly specific insult for them to change their mind and apologize
And if you dare to then apologize to Asra for the hassle of defending you?
That’s probably the only situation where he will actually tell you to stop
Defending you and taking care of you will never be a burden to him; it will always be a gift to stay by your side
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pandemoniclucio · 1 year
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MC: Hey, your sister Portia is cute. Julian:[Stares] MC: It's a joke. At The Wedding Julian:[Giving his best man speech] And they told me it was a joke.
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demigoddessqueens · 13 days
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magic hands
part 3 of my giving massages/fluff series
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asra
Very intimate and gentle touches with each other, with Asra planting kisses along your hands when you massage him
julian
So needy and demanding of your time and touch, insists he gives you a massage back, also melts into your touch
portia
Thinks it’s so cute that you do this for her, and has the happiest look on her face when you massage her shoulders
nadia
Thinks it’s very sweet of you to do this for her
Will set aside time to make it a whole spa day for you both
muriel
Was hesitant at first but slowly lets you touch in such an intimate way, low groans of relief when you massage him, melting into you
lucio
Not at all patient and demands even more of your affections
Or he’ll hire a servant to give you both couples massages
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bahrtofane · 2 months
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My silly silly girl, Yusra. I should write her some time me thinks. this is a good intro for her tho
Asra 
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Turbulent. Always in a feverish haze desperate to latch on to each other even if it means clawing skin raw. 
What does it mean to love, to be loved ? 
There's so much yearning, it never really goes away does it.
I'd like to think there are moments of brief joy before it sputters and dies out like a flame in a downpour. Can't do much to keep it a light but pray.
Julian
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Games. Pretending to be so grand and yet so foolish. Coy, in ways that tear down any expectation for each other.
Julian gives no mind to the hum in the back of his mind at every touch, he keeps playing. His turn has been awfully long. 
There's always a rush whenever they're in each other's presence, eyes darting everywhere but where they should be.
Someone should really end the game shouldn't they. 
Lucio 
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Sharp. Pointed gaze, fixed sneer. A guilt that bubbles from somewhere far from here, and yet makes its way up the throat to coat the mouth in black, rendering speech and subsequently thought most useless.
It's not a game, never a game. The stakes are always stacked high, so so high. Aren't they tired? 
Lucio thinks his shoulders have molded permanently into restless and rigid, almost by nature now. 
Yusra thinks his discomfort needs to be hailed from more. So the stakes are raised again. 
Nadia 
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A waltz. Elegant, yet the smiles are strung by muscles that threaten to buckle and break. 
There are so many eyes and ears and gazes and opinions floating about them. So many it begins to cloud their gaze. The palace is turning into a prison, and they must serve it.
Only in the late hours of the night does relief come. A crackle of wind pulls back the curtains, and the facade crumbles. It's all too much at times, perhaps the palace isn't meant for Yusra, a countess is not one to be in her presence as such.
Each woe is neatly placed in an iron fortress, sealed and hidden as the curtains draw open once more.   
Portia 
—-
Giddy. Smiles that crackle and burst like lightning. Electric, bright. The same smiles that give way to a torrent, a downpour. Emotions that are held on to nothing but mere force. Forces that tear and uproot all in their way if left to their own.
Almost blinded by the desire to recklessly charge forward. Ignoring even what they hold dear along the way. 
Yusra fears the uncertainty as much as she welcomes it. 
Muriel 
—---
Push and pull. The pulling of timid nature out of its shell, and its pull back. Perhaps it will get cumbersome, the tether of the old game wearing out till it snaps back into the face of its holders on both ends. 
Or perhaps the game will end, the rope thrown and a new constant introduced.
Muriel doesnt know all about that, he likes what is familiar. But Yusra chases what is new and unknown. 
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dandydanthelion · 8 months
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old art
partners in crime!!
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fox-daddy · 3 months
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Portia: Isn't it crazy how you close both eyes you see black, but when you close one eye you can't see anything at all.
Mc:... *Wondering what trick this is*
Mc: gives in and closes one eye*
Portia: did you just wink at me, you little flirt?
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bakuliwrites · 8 months
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MC Regaining Little Memories From Objects Associate w/ M6
Hi everyone! Here is another one of my headcanons from my old blog. I think this one was a request I had gotten and I really enjoyed writing this one. It was a lot of fun to try to think up some meaningful objects and scenarios. Over time, I've been trying to post some of my old headcanons on to this blog, but I do have a lot of them up on my AO3, if you are curious!
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You and Asra are tidying up the shop one day when you stumble upon a broom closet in the back that you've never noticed. Curious, you attempt to turn the door handle and fortuitously discover that it is unlocked.
The room is tiny, only big enough for you and the other objects inside. There are a few random boxes of trinkets and old ingredients, but what really catches your attention is the dress in the far corner, worn by a slightly eerie, faceless mannequin.
The dress is floaty, billowing. Your fingers find the sleeves, the thin tulle delicate in your careful grasp. Even in the darkness of the closet, the dress seems to sparkle, the crystals bedazzling the neckline dancing jovially in the lamplight just outside. You've been so enamored with the dress, you hardly notice Asra's presence in the doorway behind you.
"You look beautiful, like a jellyfish floating in the gentle summer currents. Carefree and lovely," you whisper aloud. The words were familiar to you, but you couldn't quite place who had said them, or when. When you repeat them in your mind, it's Asra's voice that sounds them out. A flash of a grand party, a masquerade perhaps, dances across your vision. When you finally turn to greet Asra, you see he has tears in his eyes, reserved but joyful. He draws you into a warm embrace and something just clicks in your brain. Finally, you remember Asra and all he meant to you.
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You're quietly reading one afternoon when Nadia enters the room and asks if she might play the organ for a bit. "If I'm bothering you, just say the word!" she offers, but you simply smile. You loved listening to her play, and you didn't get to hear it very often since she was usually busy.
Nadia's fingers begin skillfully dancing across the keys. She's merely warming up at first, which you still take delight in. Her talent shines through even in her simple practice exercises. The notes start to fade in the background as you settle back into your novel, finding yourself fully engrossed. Until you're suddenly drawn out of your concentration by the beginning of a song.
This song is different, though. Something about it is oddly familiar. Bittersweet, like a lost memory. The music swells, lilting and sprightly, before quieting into a melancholy hum. You suddenly find yourself overwhelmed with emotion, though you can't really place why. This music, it echoes through your mind like it once echoed through the halls of the palace, in a time you thought you'd long forgotten.
When Nadia finishes, she looks over to see you quickly wiping tears from your eyes. She opens her mouth to ask what's wrong, but you hush her with a smile. "It's been such a long time since you've played that for me," you whisper. Nadia beams knowingly, before setting off again to play for you like she used to all those years ago.
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Back at Mazelinka's, you and Julian are rifling through stacks of his old papers, ones that you'd managed to pilfer from the palace. You've found nothing of any real use so far, but you have confidence that you might stumble across something.
While Julian is frantically scanning page after page, you find yourself growing still, fixating on just one of them. The edges are yellowed, frayed from water damage. But the handwriting is still legible (well, as legible as Julian's messy handwriting could possibly be). The script doesn't say anything important. It appears to just be a general note about the status of some test he was running, but it's what is written in the margins that catches your eye.
It's your handwriting, littered amongst tiny drawings of what you at first think are worms. But upon closer inspection, you see that you apparently had written, "Watch out! Getting bitten by a leech really sucks." You roll your eyes at how terrible that pun is, wondering what possessed you to write it in the first place, if that really was your handwriting. You grab some ink and a quill from your bag and start to scribble next to the writing. It's a dead ringer for your script.
You feel some happy tears sting your eyes, but when Julian asks you what's wrong, you break out into a wide smile. "You and your accursed leeches!" you exclaim, before bursting into laughter. He looks at you, a bit confused at first, before breaking down into giggles himself. Finally, he thinks, something you both remember.
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You're enjoying a quiet afternoon at Portia's cottage, basking in the sunlight and sipping some tea. Portia is baking something delicious, her dress covered in flour. You offered to help, but she insists you relax. You've been hard at work these past few weeks and deserve a break.
While you're admiring a monarch butterfly that regally flits past the open window, you're hit by a sudden, strange feeling. A familiar scent wafts through the room, warm and sweet. You're practically salivating at the delightful smell. You look across the room to see Portia pulling out a light-golden cake from the oven. After she lets it cool, she brings it to the table and starts to slice into it.
Portia hands you a generous piece and offers to refresh your tea. As she's filling up your cup again, you dig into the freshly baked treat. As soon as it hits your tongue, you can taste the honey and the vanilla, comforting and cozy. It tastes like spring, like a bright memory.
You look up at Portia as she sets your tea down in front of you, your eyes full of wonder. "This is one of my favorites. How did you know?" you venture, but you already know the answer. She smiles cheekily at you. "Call it intuition," she winks. All you can do is smile, overjoyed that you reclaimed your memory of Portia's divine baking skills.
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You enter Muriel's hut, soaking wet and seeking shelter from the sudden storm that raged outside. He quickly directs you to the warmth of his fireplace and gives you some dry clothes. They're much too big on you, but they'll do for now, while you wait for your own outfit to dry. Muriel exits the hut for a moment, just to bring the chickens into their shelter. As your eyes roam the room, they settle on an ornately carved mask sitting on the mantelpiece.
You rise, reaching up to grab the mask. It's beautiful, but something about it seems- familiar to you. Maybe it's pure coincidence that it resembles the animal you consider your familiar. Or maybe, there's a deeper meaning to it. It had clearly been carved with the utmost precision and care. Its colors were striking, but not gaudy. It was breathtaking.
As you turn it over in your hands, you notice some protection runes carved into the inside, just beneath the eye holes. It's like the sun suddenly broke through the storm clouds. Memories come flooding back to you. Masquerades, multiple masquerades. Asra is there, Muriel is- here, at the hut. Carving this mask, just for you.
Muriel returns, soaked now, as well. You whirl around to greet his hulking form, your brows furrowed with an emotion you can't quite place. He notices the mask in your hands and blushes a deep red, looking sheepishly away. You can't help but beam at this. "Thank you for holding onto this for me," you finally speak. He grunts a, "You're welcome," but you notice that he, too, is softly smiling.
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You're sorting through a box of jewelry that Lucio's provided to you, attempting to find one that might go with your outfit. They're all his jewelry pieces, so most of them are a bit garish for your taste. But you need to select something if you're going to attend the masquerade with him that night. You pick past heavily bejeweled, oversized designer pieces, until your fingers clasp around a necklace that you could've sworn you've seen before.
The necklace is delicate, gold and studded with tiny diamonds and milky-white pearls. You hold it up against the lamplight and it glitters luminously. This is it. This is the necklace. Not only does it match your outfit's color scheme, but there's something about it that feels like it is fatefully yours.
"Are you almost ready?" Lucio whines, impatient and eager to get to the festivities. He freezes dead in his tracks when he sees what you're holding up. A blush creeps across his cheeks and he looks away, embarrassed. "Will you help me put this on?" you implore. After a moment, he hesitantly nods. He gently takes the necklace from you and unclasps it. Lucio takes his place behind you and you watch in the mirror as he draws it around your neck and fumbles with the clasp.
As he secures it to you, you're hit with a vision: someone coming up behind you at a masquerade, years ago. Deftly, they fasten the necklace around your neck. When you turn around to see who it could possibly be, you're greeted by an enigmatic figure, done up in golds and reds. Their impish smile and silver eyes are the only things visible behind their ostentatious mask. They bend down to place a kiss on the back of your hand before disappearing once again into the crowd. In the present moment, you whirl around to meet Lucio's eyes, eyes that are familiar from that masquerade so long ago.
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houdinicorbini · 1 year
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Hello there, I’d like to request M6 when MC makes and brings breakfast in bed
You got it!
Also, I have not played through all the routes so I’m gonna have to wing this a bit
Trigger warnings: none
Asra:
Now with Asra, it can sometimes be a bit of a race to see who can get up and cook first.
It’s a rather entertaining challenge that you both enjoy dearly.
When you are able to win this little competition that you both have created, he smiles brightly, commenting about how he’ll definitely win next time.
Though he does thoroughly enjoy this little game the two of you have made.
Nadia:
You always try to do your very best when making your Queen a meal, no matter if it’s just a snack.
You always want to do the best for her, so of course you wake up early, sometimes around the time Portia does just to make her breakfast.
And while she does heavily appreciate it, sometimes she pulls you back in bed so you both can sleep a tad bit longer.
Just the thought itself counts for her. Julian:
It’s not unusual for you to wake up early to make Julian breakfast. But you do have to wake up rather early, since the time he wakes and the fact that he likes to dive right into work, without eating a thing.
So you have learned that it’s best to get up first, to make sure that this man takes care of himself.
Making it isn’t really the hard part, trying to convince him to actually eat it can be, depending on how he slept and what mood he’s in, but it can definitely be a task.
If he’s not busy that day, he’ll be sure to take his time to savor a meal you worked hard on.
Your cooking is the best in his eyes after all.
Muriel:
Muriel is someone who naturally gets up very early in the morning, so you’d definitely have to get up way before him.
You have to be more quiet when making him breakfast, due to the fact that the kitchen is so close to where you both sleep and one wrong move and he’s awake.
Though it is worth seeing that look on his face when he first wakes up, his cheeks slightly flushed because of just waking up, and the fact you went through the effort of waking up so early to make breakfast.
Portia:
Like Asra, it can be a race to see who can get up the earliest to make each other breakfast. Portia already has to wake up rather earlier, so you sometimes have to wake up before the sun has even risen.
She does heavily appreciate waking up in the morning to an already freshly made meal, it causes her to start the morning with a smile on her face.
But she will make sure you take a nap at some point in the day for getting up at the crack of dawn.
But it’s all worth it to see a smile on her face.
Lucio:
This man can sleep in rather late if he truly wants to, so you waking him up is his alarm clock.
And the only obstacles you have to face is one, the dogs, and two, the fact that his grip is so strong when you two cuddle together.
It can make it rather hard to leave, multiple times you either missed the opportunity or nearly did to make this bastard breakfast.
And he prides himself on it too, the jerk.
I didn’t intend to make it too long since it has so many people, so I apologize if this isn’t what you wanted!
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helshollowhalls · 11 months
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MC: *looking out the window with Portia, holding popcorn*
Julian:... What are the two of you doing?
MC: The TV broke
Portia: So we're watching a couple break up across the street
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angellieque · 1 year
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hii i saw your arcana with an autistic mc post, and i was would love to see one with muriel and portia included :)) it made me rlly happy to see that they’d be supportive of my mc
As you wish!! Also like I'm pretty sure most of the main 6 are autistic but I mean,,, that's my interpretation
Muriel
He's also autistic!!
Everyone is different though, you may have different autistic traits!
He hates being cold,,
And also hates the texture of most herbs
But he still uses them for protection!
Inanna is more important to his than his own comfort
Do you perhaps have a hyperfixation?
If it's crystals he'll talk to you about them!
If it's bugs them omg?? He will literally infodump to you
Whatever it is, he'll gladly talk to you about it!
On bad sensory days he will simply cuddle you
He goes nonverbal ALOT!
Knows sign language but not just because he goes nonverbal
Portia Devorak
Omg
She is. So autistic.
Has social anxiety also
Very loud person in general but if she overstimulates you pls tell her
She's kinda flirty on accident
Please don't make sarcastic comments she will NOT understand them
She's a sweetheart
Very open to talking about hyperfixations!!
She's a big talker!! She could chat with you for hours
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lucent-blade · 5 months
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The developers are cowards for not making a Portia tale where she walks down the aisle in the most beautifully tailored wedding dress and kisses MC on the cheeks before saying their vows and having a party.
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