#stupid sexy valdemar

[nicadilly]

Shes gonna get so educated oml

no but for real, imagine doc finding out abt MC looking into demons/demonic magic and they just go

you want to KNOW demon? you learn about them from these books? oh! oh! better education for MC! Learning together for One Thousand Years!!!!

Cue playing cruel, weird and mildly arousing tricks on MC.

Casually swivelling their head around à la Regan from the Exorcist? Sure.

Growing additional eyes and then convincing MC they imagined it? You got it.

Tucking MC in lovingly because they’re definitely hallucinating due to fatigue...

Sneakily administering anaesthesia while they’re sleeping

Profit

#quaestor valdemar #valdemar #the arcana #the arcana courtiers #body horror #exophilia #terato #nix hydra #gore cw #monster lover #stupid sexy valdemar #the courtiers #mc castor #horror #profit is up to interpretation lol #MORE OR LESS BLOODY #youre either getting dissected or just examined TENDERLY #Either way #im calling the guards #casval #cas

[clownattack]

Valdemar “discourse” under the cut, read at your own discretion! Not fun, talking about aroace shipping.

Blacklist valdemar discourse if you dont want to see this post!

“Valdemar Route: they have 0 interest in sex or romance (and never will, sorry!)”

^ This is the og tweet that revealed Valdemar as aroace.

Personally this was obvious to me from the get go, so devs finally using the term aroace is not “news”. We been knew. But apparently, to certain people, this means they can repurpose the initial reveal. Disassembling this tweet in order to snark people is not ok.

No interest in sex or romance = aroace. Thats the meaning. Saying “they’re specifically not interested in it” is basically taking the statement about them being aroace and twisting it into something that’s supposed to reinforce personal convictions and jusitfy policing people.

Absolutely not ok.

Attempting to add onto that tweet with the exact same info just worded differently is so shifty. Passive aggression, vagueing, and just straight up recognizing these actions as being annoying and spiteful, then continuing to do this shit? Not sure on what world this behaviour is considered as acceptable, but i don't want to have anything to do with it. Being annoyed or upset by shipping is completely understandable - but it does not give the right to be on someone's heels, passively or not. Especially when we are talking about a character that doesn’t have particularly concrete lore, or preferences (cant personally relate to boiling a character down to just vivisector, wormdaddy etc). You are free to BUILD upon them in any way you wish. That includes anything from taking your ship 100% seriously to making characters ooc or creating crackships.

And devs seem to agree with the sentiment - why wouldn't they? There are aroace writers at NH. And they clearly know that being on that spectrum does not mean “you’re banned from having sex or any kind of relationship, ever”. It means you have no interest in these things. STILL CAN EXPERIENCE THEM THOUGH! PERSONAL CHOICE! And people can choose to hc a character in this way.

Devs talking about Valdemar as a spouse, unprompted, kind of goes to show Valdemar can absolutely be hc’d as the type of aroace who could consider entering a relationship. It’s fair to feel differently or disregard it - but be respectful, and stop the mental gymnastics. We all can have hc’s. It’s ok.

It was always fair to ship Valdemar - You don't have to like it or agree with it. But being purposely unpleasant is messed up.

#valdemar discourse #valdemar #also tag your posts accordingly #*stupid sexy valdemar* is my personal tag for shipping and ns/fw #have at it my dudes #No interest ≠ never doing something #interpretations arent universal #also #as someone once said #Its a romance game so whatever

[feed-your-neopets]

Who is your fave?

Let Me Explain:

I love me some Valdemar and Vulgora. They own this blog, but Portia is my one true love. Everyone else is great, and I love them. Morga is cool as hell, but she also scares the shit out of me. As for Valerius, I’m still not over the wine thing. Update or not, he is not forgiven. Hold your juice, you stupid, sexy, sloppy drunk. The Arcana are cool too. The only one I’m not fond of is the Devil, because he’s always trying to dupe me and kill my friends. Not cool.

I want to see your picks too! Courtier stans, I’m looking at you. Please tag me, or comment, or send me a message with a link. I’d love to see your faves!

Credit:

I saw @acertainplagueddoctor​ do this, and I wanted to do this too. Check out her post here, and if you want to do it too: https://tiermaker.com/create/-the-arcana-game---52746

#arcana #the arcana #arcana the game #courtiers #THE COURTIERS #valdemar #quaestor valdemar #valdemar the arcana #vulgora #pontifex vulgora #vulgora the arcana #portia #portia the arcana

[asrasotherbottom]

Asrasotherbottom Masterpost

CURRENT AS OF 7/20/2020

Fat!MC Masterlist (ALL Fat!MC stuff is there, and won’t be on this list) 

THIS IS SUPER LONG ITS ALL UNDER THE CUT

Fics:  Asra x Public Flirting MC (Lemon) Asra x MC “We’re not Calling It That” (Lemonish?) Asra x MC “You’re doing so good my love” (Lemon) Asra x MC Reassuring Him They Love Him  Asra x MC Who has PTSD From the Devil Fight Asra Gets a Rimjob (Lemon) Asra x Being Flirted with in Public Until he Cant Take It Anymore (Lemon) Asra x MC Wedding Antics (Lemon) Asra x Muriel x MC Gentle dom!Asra (Lemon) Julian x MC Piss Kink (Lemon) Julian x Getting off on MC’s Pillow (Lemon) Julian x NB!MC Somnophillia (Lemon) Julian x Cumming Fast + Fuck Refractory Periods (Lemon) Julian x MC “Captains Quarters” (Lemon) Julian x Defending MC from Their Shitty Mother Julian x MC experiencing Dom Drop (lemon) Bird!Julian Painfully Transforming (Angsty) Muriel x MC “Scars” Muriel x Comforting MC After a Panic Attack (Lemon) Muriel x Trans!Man MC (Lemon) Muriel x MC Tutor/Tutee Modern AU (Lemon) Trans!Portia x Getting her Body Loved on (Lemonish) Portia x Baking with MC Lucio x Being Called Daddy (Lemon) Lucio x Laying in Bed Tracing MC’s Stretch Marks (Lemonish) Lucio x Feedism (Lemon) Lucio x Making him Cream His pants by touching Over clothes/nipples (Lemon) Lucio x Calling him Daddy (Lemon) Lucio x Overstimulation with a Vibrator (Lemon) Asrian “Are you going to look into my pretty eyes?” (Lemon)

Headcanons- Familiars: Main 6 w/ Fat Black Cat Familiar Main 6 w/ Giant Tortoise Familiar Asra and Muriel w/ Snail Familiar Main 6 w/ Black Bear Familiar Main 6 w/ Pack of Lionesses Familiars Main 6 w/ Business of Ferrets Main 6 w/ Kraken Familiar Main 6 w/ Guinea Pig Familiars Main 6  w/ Hedgehog Familiar Main 6 w/ Protective Silverback Gorilla Familiar Main 6 w/ Scorpion Familiar Main 6 w/ 30ft Reticulated Python Familiar Main 6 w/ Little White Rabbit Familiar

Headcanons Main 6/Multiple:  Main 6 w/ Clinically Depressed/Anxious MC Main 6 w/ Submissive Hypersexual MC (Lemon) Main 6 x Sex Shy MC Main 6 x Complicated/Stubborn MC Main 6 x Crying MC Main 6 x Big MC Big Tits Main 6 x Sodastream Asra,Julian, Muriel, Lucio x Sounding (Lemon) Main 6 x MC with Insomnia Main 6 x MC Brought Home A Dragon Egg Asra, Julian, Nadia, Lucio x MC Squirting For the First Time (Lemon) Main 6 x Protecting MC From a Creep Hitting on Her Main 6 x Small MC Big Tits  Main 6 x Very Masochist MC (Lemon) Main 6 x MC Who is Arrested and Sentenced to Burn as a Witch Asra, Nadia, Julian x Sub MC Who needs lots of Aftercare Main 6 x Accidentally Walking in on MC Changing Main 6 x Dermatillomania MC  Main 6 x Acne Scarred MC Main 6 x The Gang Goes To The Beach Main 6 x Hella Sexual Tension Main 6 x Shy/Insecure MC Main 6 x Ace + Sex Repulsed MC Main 6 x Very Hairy MC Lucio, Muriel, Julian, Asra, Valerius x Sleepover Main 6 x Giggly Apprentice Main 6 x MC Who was in a Car Accident  Asra, Nadia, Julian, Valdemar x Showering with MC Asra, Julian, Muriel x Honeymoon Main 6 x First Time Anal (Lemon) Main 6 x Proposing at the same time that MC does Asra, Julian, Muriel x MC Getting Hurt in a Fight Main 6 x Proposing with something other than a Ring Who fucks a pumpkin? (Meta???) Main 6  x Adhd MC Main 6 x Seasick MC Asra, Nadia, Julian, Valerius x Masochist MC Who Needs Cuddles (lemon) Main 6 x MC Who Cant Sleep Alone Main 6 as Flowers Main 6 Bailing MC Out of Jail Main 6 x Powerful Fae MC Main 6 x MC who Covers their Mouth To Laugh Main 6 x MC’s Tentacle Genitalia Changing Texture (Lemon) Main 6 x MC Who Easily Slips Into Sub Space Main 6 x Sticky Fingered Fae MC Main 6 + Courtiers x Wanting 5 More Minutes of Sleep  Main 6 x Periodically Nonverbal MC Main 6 x First time 69 w/ AFAB MC Muriel, Portia, Lucio, Valerius x Masochist MC Who Gets Deep In Sub Space Main 6 x Pillow Fight Main 6 x MC Who Sews/Knits Main 6 vs Dancing Main 6 vs Gift Wrapping Main 6 x MC with Seasonal Depression Asra, Nadia, Portia x Accidentally Horny Hair Pulling Main 6 x MC Shaving Their Head Main 6 Hearing MC Sing “Cuz I Love You” By Lizzo Main 6 x Long Nails MC Main 6 x MC Taking a Stupid Risk To Protect Them Actor AU? (Meta?) Main 6 x Super Ticklish MC Main 6 x Pierced MC (Nipple/Tongue) (Lemon) Main 6 x Genital Piercing Moral Support (lemon?) Main 6 + Valerius x Sub!MC (Lemon) What Piercings Would the Main 6 Have?  The Courtiers x Super Ticklish MC Main 6 x Scented Body Oil (Lemon) Main 6 x Shy Singer MC Devorak Family Passover Main 5′s Favorite Thing About Portia Main 6 (Bonus!Familiars) x Handmade Chocolate Gift Main 6 as University Professors Main 6 Recieving Sexy Lingere from MC Main 6 x MC Starting Testosterone Asra, Julian, Lucio x “Just Average” Singer MC Main 6 Valentines Day Plans The Courtiers x No-Magic MC As Their Apprentice

Fat!LI Headcanons: Chubby!Asra HC’s Fat!Feedee!Julian Body Worship (Fic, Lemon) Fat!Lucio HCs Fat!Lucio and Fat!Julian NSFW HC’s (Lemon) Fat!Lucio being a Feedee (Lemon) Chubby!Lucio being a Feeder (Lemon) Chubby!Muriel (Fic) (Lemonish) Chubby!Muriel (Fic) Part 2 Soft Feedism Chubby Muriel (Fic)  Fat!Muriel HCs  Fat!Muriel “Not Too Big To Ride” (Fic, Lemon)

Headcanons Assorted: Asra x Aphrodesiac Incense (Lemon) Asra x Neopronouns  Asra Cursed HC (Lemon) Asra x Self Conscious Big Breasted MC (Lemon) Asra x MC Telling Asra to Talk To Julian and Resolve Their Issues Asra x Falling out of Bed During Sex Asra x Mischievous Familiar Asra x Dizzy/Nauseous MC who Passes Out Often Asra x Cumslut MC (Lemon) Asra x Comforting Hallucinating MC Asra working through Trauma with MC (Meta) Asra and MC sharing a bed (Meta) Asra Cumstuffing MC (Lemon) MC Carrying Asra

Nadia and Lucio x Royally Clueless MC Nadia x Asra x MC Threesome (Lemon) Nadia x Clingy MC Nadia x Mutual Gaining (Lemon) Nadia and Lucio x Uncomfortable-With-Fanciness MC

Julian x Loving but Firm Dom NB MC (Lemon) Reversed!Julian x Cloaca NSFW HCs (Lemon) Reversed!Julian NSFW HCs (Lemon) Julian x Aftercare (Lemon) Trans!Julian HCs (Lemon) Julian x Drinking Averse MC  Julian x NB MC With Stretchmarks Julian x Falling out of bed during Sex Julian being Sick and MC taking care of Him Trans!Julian x Dom GN MC (Lemon) Julian x Panic Attack MC Julian x Cumslut MC (Lemon) Julian being Stern (Meta) Julian x Feedee MC (Lemon) Bird!Julian In Heat (Lemon) Bird!Julian Nesting HC’s SFW Feedee!Julian x Feeder MC (Lemon) Julian x Scent/Musk Kink (Lemon) Julian and Lucio Losing No Nut November (Lemon) Julian x Anxious MC Stuck in an Elevator Julian x MC Weird Sleeping Habits

Trans!Muriel HC’s (Lemonish) Muriel x MC Caught in a Forest Trap Muriel x Falling out of Bed During Sex Muriel x Tiny Fluffy MC Muriel x Panic Attack MC Muriel x MC recovering from an ED Muriel on his Wedding Day  Muriel Modern AU Date Ideas Muriel Losing No Nut November Muriel x Taller-Than-Him MC Muriel x MC Mutual Gentle Teasing Love Language (Meta) Muriel Is Not A Utilitarian Masturbator

Portia x Asra x MC  Polyam HC’s Portia and Julian x Land Lover MC Portia Feedism HCs (Lemon) Portia x Genital Piercing HC’s (lemon) Portia x Muriel x MC Mushroom Hunting HC’s Portia x MC Cat Cafe Date Tea Party At Portia’s Portia: Bar Fight Edition Portia teaching MC Nevivionic(?) Mother tongue(?) Portia Pegging MC (Lemon) Portia x Blind MC Pirate Queen!Portia x  Merfolk!MC Portia x Wedding HC’s Portia x Bad But Enthusiastic Gardener MC Pirate Queen!Portia HC’s Portia x Adventurous Eater MC Portia x Afraid of the Dark MC

Lucio x Not Into Fancy Stuff MC Lucio x Young MC Feels Washed Up Lucio x Sweet and Spicy Teaching MC How to Swordfight (Lemonish) Lucio x Mommy Kink (Lemon) Taking Care of Plague Lucio (Angst) Lucio x Musically Inclined MC MC Teaching Lucio Magic Effectively

Valerius x MC Married to Him Pre-Plague  Valerius Soft Smutty HCs (Lemon) Dom Valerius HC’s (Lemon) Vlastomil x MC Whos insecure about Her Body Nasty Vlasty x MC (Lemon) Vulgora HC’s 

Morga NSFW HC’s (Lemon) Morga x Clumsy MC

Playlists Lucio Playlist Asra Playlist Julian Playlist Muriel Playlist

Kinktober NSFW Alphabet

31 Days of Winter Fluff Masterpost

#masterpost #masterlist #mine #the arcana #the arcana game #thearcanagame #im warning you now this is EXTREMELY long #the arcana fic #the arcana fanfiction #the arcana headcanons #i really had no idea ive written that much no wonder im like running out of steam

[apprenticeofcups]

A letter crumpled into a ball and stuffed into the cup in Camio's cage where he keeps all his favorite toys.

Love Letter Ko-Fi Commission for @starblazerm31 ! [click for best quality; full text is under the cut]

From: Lucio To: Azalae Prompt: A letter never sent 💌

commissions are closed, but you can still buy me a coffee! ☕

Azalae,

Today, Jules told me I can’t leave my room anymore. Can you believe that? Who the hell is he to tell me what to do? I’m barely sick—not like all those people I saw last time I was in South End. It’s a summer cold AT WORST, and he’s putting me in quaren quarin quarantine. This is stupid.

I also can’t have anything in or out (not without having it soaked in alcohol), and starting tomorrow, they’re taking Camio out of my room. I told them he’s only going to raise hell, and he’ll probably start biting again, but nobody is listening to me. So I’m giving him this letter to give to you—that way I know no one else will read it or burn it to keep things “sanitary”. You’re not afraid of catching a little cold, are you?

They’re blocking off all the entrances and exits to my room today, but they left my balcony doors alone. If you come after dinnertime, when the guards are changing shift, you can climb the trellis up to the balcony and visit me. Please come visit me. I’ll be like this ‘til I’m “asymptomatic”, and if the only faces I get to see for the next week are Jules’ and Valdemar’s, I’ll go crazy. And bring some pumpkin bread from that guy you like in the Market. They’re “monitoring my diet”, too, so I have to be prepared not to be able to get you snacks from the kitchen. I hate this.

At least you visiting will make me feel better. It’s kind of fun and sexy—sneaking into the Count’s room after hours. Don’t you think? I promise I won’t cough on you too much. That would ruin the atmosphere.

See you soon! Give Camio a peanut for being such a good delivery boy.

Love,

LUCIO

#the arcana #the arcana game #the arcana game commission #the arcana commission #lucio the arcana #the arcana lucio #lucio the arcana game #the arcana game lucio #lucio morgasson #count lucio #lucio x mc #mc x lucio #lucio x apprentice #apprentice x lucio #lucio x reader #the arcana x reader #the arcana game x reader #love letters 2019 #prompt: never sent #mod cups

[lixuagi]

The Cure for Death - chapter 3

MC makes a fool of herself. Again.

For a few seconds, time seems to have stopped. Nobody knows what to do. -..-Specifically you, 069. Throw the kid in the well. He doesn’t deserve more than the others.- the panic pervades the little boy again and, this time, Julian too. -I can’t do that, sir– -DO IT! Or you’re going to have to sacrifice yourself.- all of this is happening because of me. It’s all my fault. –Come on, No.069. Or maybe you don’t want to change the opinion that the “saviour” of Vesuvia has of you? Don’t think that I didn’t notice your intentions. Romantic instinct manifests itself so quickly in you beasts… it’s repulsive.- Valdemar’s grin is so wide that it almost reaches their cheekbones. -So? Nothing, no reaction? All right. Those who are silent agree, after all. You’re both going to be killed. I’m not afraid to get my hands dirty, as opposed to you cowards.- I’m paralyzed as I watch the Questor grab the little boy by the arm. I thought it was all a farce of theirs. They didn’t look so cruel when they made me wear my uniform. Now I wish I never put it on. My goal is to save people, and not just regarding medical matters. I have to do something. I move towards them before Julian can put his life at even greater risk. -No! Leave the boy alone, please! Let him go back to his family!- I throw myself at their feet, clutching a flap of their coat tightly. -Oh? And why should I do that?- they stop their pace, while the little one kicks and squirms, but this does not seem to loosen their grip at all. –It’s my fault, not theirs! I’m the one who needs to pay. Please.- the last words are a whisper choked with despair. Julian quickly approaches, ready to stop me: -MC, no!– -Wait, 069. She could offer me an interesting exchange.- interrupts the Quaestor. -Go on.- -You can do what you want of me. You can fire me, or… or kill me, if that’s what’s needed to save that child and Julian. Take my life, too. I could never forgive myself for being the cause of the death of an innocent.- not again… -… Very well.- they open their hand, releasing the hostage. What?! No! You are crossing the line!- Julian’s cries are totally ignored. Valdemar’s focus is solely on my person, as they ponder how I should pay. –Everybody, get back to your work. Immediately.- this order, after a few seconds of shock, is executed promptly. –No. 069, bring our dear patient to the exit.- -But what will you do with MC?- -Oh, you’re really interested in her. This interest is going to be the next thing I’m going to destroy if you keep showing it like that. Now go, and don’t irritate me any further.- Julian is tempted to, but eventually he obeys, coming to the conclusion that it is better  for everyone’s safety. I remain on my knees, covered by the long shadow of my superior. After a few seconds in which they relish my total resignation, they decide that they’re is full of it. -Get up. I’m not going to hurt you. I need you whole and alive.- I put my hands on the ground, giving me a weak push to get back on my feet. –What are you going to do to me?- -On your rest hours you will allow me to study you.- it seems a fairly innocuous request compared to their previous threats. I nod, without even trying to explain to them that magic is a phenomenon that cannot be studied scientifically. Depriving them of this option could lead to more stringent measures. –Now go to your office. Judging by the state you were in after treating another infected patient, you should be close to fainting by now. And that’s not convenient.- they stretch a hand towards me and I instinctively back off. They look at me like I’ve done something incomprehensible and they let a key dangle from their fingers. I relax my shoulders and take it, being careful to avoid any other contact. We both have gloves, but they don’t help me feel safer from them. I quickly walk through the clinic, and  slip into the room marked with my number, under dozens of astonished glances that I have carefully avoided. I close the door behind me and slump onto it, finally letting free the tears I held before. With one hand I rummage in my bag until I come into contact with the smooth surface of the amulet, which I promptly clench to my chest. I almost feel like I’m hearing Asra’s voice. “MC, inhale and exhale. Inhaaale. And exhale. That’s it, just like that.” But when I look around, there’s no one there. It’s just memories. Instead of my best friend, there’s a bare cot. I’m struggling, overwhelmed by exhaustion. The absence of windows makes me lose the perception of time, and soon my vision darkens completely as I sink into sleep.

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My dreams are confused, a mixture of blurred images and mingled voices. Slowly, I focus. I’m at an elegant dance, in a salon lit by crystal chandeliers and decorated with golden festoons. The music is distorted, slowed down, but around me the participants in their glitzy outfits don’t seem to notice. I, too, dance with them, dragged by an invisible force. Suddenly everything stops. The flames of the candles perish, and only the costumes and masks remain, slumped to the ground. The cold penetrates my bones. Something else pushes me. My eyes meet the empty ones of an animal skull, partly covered by a funeral ashy veil. The figure terrifies me more than it should as I start to shout, but from my lips no sound comes out. I can’t control my body or my will, as the gloomy mask gets smaller and smaller. It’s not it who’s walking away, it’s me, I notice as my back slams into a marble pillar. I can’t get away from it, I’m forced to stick to it, held still by invisible arms. I was sure that I was wearing a dress, but I feel a tickle on the nude of my ankles. Forcing me to lower my head is almost impossible, but I manage to succeed. A beetle is climbing my calf. It’s ruby-colored, it shines with it, as if it were filled with blood. It stops its march on my thigh, then sinks its little tusks in it. I let out a cry of pain, it hurts much more than I expected, the bite burns a lot and I feel the poison that the creature injected me propagate all over my leg. There comes another sting, this time on my hand. The exoskeletons that climb on my skin instantly become a myriad, and each of them wants its portion. A particularly painful wound tarnishes my view of vermillion.

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I wake up and immediately snap to my seat, sweating and panting. I put my hands all over my body in search of any insect, the nightmare seemed so real that I could swear it really was. Fortunately, there is no trace of the creatures. I look for a clock, I could have either slept ten minutes or ten hours, but as I peer every corner of my dark room I notice a figure sitting at the foot of my bed. -Ah!- I jolt backwards, slamming my back against the wall. -Don’t worry No. 100, it’s me.- the more I blink, the more I focus on the Quaestor. Even if I was blind, the slightly hoarse and gloomy voice is impossible not to recognize. -For all the Arcana, Valdemar!-  I hug my knees to my chest, like I was trying to cover myself. Then I remember I never undressed and I try to assume a vaguely relaxed pose. -Why, yes, it’s me. I heard a noise from your room and suspecting that you and No. 069 had decided to secretly meet, I decided to come in.- I blush. Then why are they sitting on my bed? -Then I felt something was disturbing your sleep and I decided to try and watch you. It might be a feature that peoplewith your power share.- I’m shocked, I hope that they didn’t really read my mind to answer me. In doubt, I shout “I find you very sexy, Quaestor!” in my head, in an attempt to cause some kind of reaction. But that doesn’t happen and I feel incredibly stupid. I notice that they have a notebook in their hands where they have already taken, like any good doctor, unreadable notes. -Speaking of Julian, I mean… 069. It’s not what you think…- I mumble, while my cheeks are already starting to redden. Valdemar tilts their head in their strange mechanical manner, puzzled. Hmm? Could you explain yourself better, young nurse?- -I mean…- I keep my eyes down, torturing my fingers. I don’t care about him that way. We just met. I just liked talking to someone. I find it… reassuring.- Maybe opening me up a little bit more might soften them. And most of all, I don’t want Julian to be penalized because of me again. -Oh, you young people and your strange rituals. If that’s the case, are you implying that you don’t find me reassuring?- their thin lips stretch into a smile that’s not  friendly at all. I know the game they’re playing. Come on, MC, try to find something… nice in them. I scrutinize them carefully, unconsciously approaching my face to theirs, an action to which they do not react. As green as they are, they have a smooth skin. And their face is perfectly symmetrical. No, no. That’s not reassuring. Red irises, sharp teeth. Damn, everything about them screams “danger”! However, their face is so different from the norm that it is harmonious. If I were a demon, and I had a specific standard of beauty, I think the Quaestor would reflect it. -So?- they insist, by now my answer is making too much of a wait. Quick, say something that might be a good enough answer! I think my brain short-circuited, because the first thing I spit is, -It’s not like that, you’re very pretty.- and with that, I dug my own pit. As soon as I realize what I said, I cover my face with my hands, stammering apologies to profusion: -Sorry, I did not mean to…! I mean… I… ah! – they grab my wrists, carrying my arms on my lap. -This reaction is nothing short of interesting, let me observe it.- and this said, they proceed to embarrass me even more by approaching dangerously. The bastard is perfectly aware of their actions. -I’ve seen a lot of people in my life. Yet… farce or not, you retain a strange purity. Like a body immersed in formaldehyde, the years pass but…- they squint, occasionally batting the long eyelashes. -I have to admit, it’s a strange compliment…- I mutter turning my face, unable to sustain that penetrating gaze. When they decide they have put me in awe enough, they reassemble themselves, straightening their back and carrying their hands behind them. -Do you often speak in your sleep?- they ask, their head perpetually tilted. -No, as far as I know.- even if morally the Quaestor and I are polarly opposed, I trust their medical knowledge. Maybe one day they could, with some strange serum, make my energy infinite or share my power with others. It wouldn’t hurt to have someone with my same abilities next to me. Thinking about it, that question evokes something, it is undoubtedly a déjà-vu. Yes, I remember now. Shortly after the “accident” nightmares tormented me incessantly, sometimes even as a wake-up call. I was screaming in the middle of the night. I was repeating “sorry, I’m sorry” looped. Asra was always very scared and worried too much. I rub my forearm, I don’t have anyone here to take such care of me. Not that I need it, but I find certain attentions essential. A human cannot live without love. Maybe Valdemar isn’t human, that would explain their bizarre appearance and macabre behavior. -Now that I think about it, it happens to me in times of great stress.- -I wouldn’t have done that,- the doctor tells me, voice as flat as a summer lake. -What?- -I would never have been so reckless as to kill a healthy person and an employee of mine who is just as much healthy. That would have been just another futile and instinctive action.- astonished, I elaborate their words. That’s a nice reassurance. They may be sadistic, but they certainly wouldn’t do something counterproductive. -At most I would have dissected the child later to see what mutations your magic had caused to his organs.- I burst into laughter, taking it as a joke. -What’s wrong with you?- oh yes, stress is making me laugh more than I should. When I can calm down, my eyes are shiny. -You know, you have a special sense of humor, but I think the more I’m going to stay here, the more I’m going to understand it!- I smile, relieved. They would like to tell me that they were not joking at all, but for some reason, maybe even unknown to them, they do not. -Your emotions vary very quickly.- and with this they pin something on the notebook. I let the smile hover over my lips for a while longer. –No.100, I’d like you to answer a few questions now.- I barely stiffen up, immediately going back to feeling only a figure in a sea of death. An experiment, a freak show. I can’t ask them to call me by name, how could I phrase that? It wouldn’t be professional. -I noticed that your stress level increases very easily. It’s no good. For accurate answers we will simulate a relaxing situation. For example, I’ll call you by name.- what? No, that’s not possible. “Doctor, I find you very, very sexy, please examine me from head to toe.” No reaction. Either we’re extremely in tune and I’m not realizing it, or they’re very good at hiding the fact that they are a mind-reader. Yet my attempts to frame them have no effect! Let’s try something else… “Say that I can stop calling you Quaestor and that… I can call you Val.” The doctor’s face rises from the notebook to address me directly. -It should be optimal, like this. Maybe omit formal terms like “Quaestor”, but never do that in a work environment. Only during the study.- they didn’t say anything like, “Oh, call me Val,” though, so I’m probably making it up, I  have to be. -All right, doctor.- -Hm… still too rigid. Just Valdemar. I repeat, it’s just a simulation—and with that I’m standing up. I’ve had enough, this is the ultimate proof! -Oh, my God! You, I mean, you’ve heard everything!- -Are you delirious, MC?- -You heard that I think you’re… – I shut up, the confusion on the doctor’s face would be hilarious in another context. -I don’t understand.- -Stop pretending, damn it! I’ve been thinking about things and you’ve said them out loud!- -I call those coincidences.- they scrutinize me like I’m a psychopath. -It’s happened too many times for them to be coincidences!- -Either you’re predictable or maybe, and it’s just a theory, I’ve spent so much time studying behavior that even the desires and thoughts of others are not a mystery to me?- -… oh.- I slowly sit down. I still can’t believe it. I managed to make a fool of myself again. Who knows what opinion they have of me, after all my anomalous attitudes today. -Pure curiosity, what have you thought of me before, MC?- I do not know if it makes me blush more the question itself or hear my name uttered so melodically by such a contradictory and authoritarian figure. -Oh, I. Nothing… I really like your headgear.- -Excessive compliments are indicative of lying, and you’re a bad liar.- they aren’t wrong. I hope they don’t press more on the subject. -… going forward with the analysis. Have you ever suffered from particular pathologies…- I squint, focusing on him. I only have to try one last time. Think of something that would upset anyone, that would generate an emotion in any mind-reader, think, think…

“BOO!” … no reaction. On one hand I am relieved, on the other I am now sure that I’m a very stupid person.

#quaestor valdemar #valdemar #the arcana #the arcana valdemar #the arcana mc #valdemar x mc #valdemar x reader #valdemar x apprentice #the arcana fanfic #The Cure for Death

[shadowsong26fic]

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Alas, due to other fic commitments (i.e., SWBB which I got behind on, Precipice which I’ve been behind on, etc...), I don’t have a proper holiday bonus fic this year.

But, I like Valentine’s Day, so I wanted to do something.

I thought about doing what I did last year, and boosting/doing a #blast from the past with a romance-focused fic I’ve already written and shared (i.e., Flash of Lightning; Magic of Midwinter; These Three Remain; Distaff; The Devoted; a couple miscellaneous bits I’ve done as prompt responses here on tumblr...) but I felt like I haven’t put out any new/previously-unshared content in A While, and although I promise Precipice really will be updated Soon, this seemed like a good excuse to fix that.

Accordingly, behind the cut are little snippets of particularly pairing-oriented WIPs (or moments from WIPs) that I haven’t gotten around to posting for whatever reason.

Fragments come from Auxiliaries, the Valdemar AU, the Handler AU, a (very) rough snippet of the Mask of Zorro/California Gold Rush AU No One One Person Asked For, and from one of my original projects, working title Untitled Intrigues Story.

Enjoy, Happy Valentine’s Day, good luck finding half-off chocolate tomorrow, etc. <3

[Note: this moment will probably get rewritten, since I’m going in a slightly different direction with some of how Padme got to this point, but I’m fond of this AU and this version of their first meeting, and therefore thought I’d share XD]

He was tall; taller than Kitster by a few centimeters. He had blue eyes like pools of summer sky; a thin scar cut across the right one, lending character to a face that was otherwise unblemished, perfect. He had a mane of soft tawny hair curling around his face; it looked achingly soft and practically begged for her to run her fingers through it.

She could feel her heartbeat pick up, and realized they’d been staring at each other for several seconds in utter, dumbstruck silence. “I...th-thank you, for picking us up,” she said, breaking the contact and gathering her Senatorial dignity around her with as much grace as she, flustered though she was, could manage.

“I--uh, of course, miss. Ma’am. Milady. Uh. Senator.” He cleared his throat awkwardly. “I’m...uh, I’m C-Captain Skywalker. Anakin. I. Uh. You’re very--um. I. Uh. Sorry for uh--” He stumbled back a bit and banged right into the doorway. “E chu ta!” He rubbed at the back of his head, wincing. “I’m. Uh. I’m gonna--gonna go--fly the...fly the ship now. Nicetomeetyoubye.” He found the lock behind him and fled through the door.

--Auxiliaries

“So,” Zeb said, over breakfast one morning, about two months after their arrival in Haven.

“So?” Kallus asked, looking up and raising an eyebrow.

“I was thinking,” he said, then stopped.

“Is something wrong?” he asked, frowning a little. Things had been a little--awkward. Not between the two of them, or with Zeb’s set, but...well, he hadn’t quite found his place here yet. He’d been cleared of any--well, not that, precisely, but confirmed as a genuine defector and wasn’t having any legal troubles, but…

The habits of a lifetime of paranoia were somewhat hard to shake, he’d found.

“No,” Zeb said. “No, nothing’s wrong, just…” He sighed. “There’s...you know there’s a Temple, in Haven?”

Kallus blinked. “I...yes, I was aware,” he said. He hadn’t mentioned sneaking out to visit it--not out of any shame, but there were some things that were private, and his crisis of faith had to be one of them.

“Right,” he said. “Just...if you wanted to go. To services, I mean. I’d go with you. If you want.”

“You...you would?”

That was--unexpected.

“I’m not looking to convert or anything,” Zeb said hastily. “Just...I don’t know.” He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “It’s important to you, I know that.”

“It is,” Kallus admitted. “And--thank you, very much, for offering.” He reached across the tiny table to squeeze Zeb’s hand. “But I’m not...I’m not ready for that just yet.” Which was perhaps more than he’d intended to say--what was it he’d just decided about keeping some things private, again?--but this was Zeb, and that was...well. Important, too.

“All right,” Zeb said. “But...when you are, offer’s open. If you want me there.”

He smiled, picked up Zeb’s hand, and kissed it lightly. “I will, I’m sure. In time.”

--Jedi of Valdemar

“You all right?” Zeb asked.

“Mm,” he said. “Some bruises, probably, but I’m fine.”

He could feel Zeb eyeing him skeptically.

Honestly, just because I ignored a couple broken ribs when they first picked me up…

Which had been stupid, he acknowledged, but he’d had his reasons at the time. Besides, one would think that a further four years of being generally sensible about such things would have bought him a little credit. Although, in Zeb’s defense, he had technically fainted on his second day of debriefing as a result. And if their positions were reversed…

“Really, this time,” he said.

“All right,” Zeb said. “What went wrong out there?”

He sighed again. “Oh, the usual.”

“Really?” He snorted. “You’d think you wouldn’t be recognized so much anymore.”

“Indeed.” He looked up at his partner, and gave him a wry little smile. “Of course, there are things I could do to make myself less recognizable. If I were to shave—”

“Don’t you dare,” Zeb said, and Kallus laughed wearily, and waved a hand.

“Only teasing,” he said.

“Yeah, I know.” Zeb leaned over and nuzzled him briefly; Kallus leaned into the caress and let his eyes drift close for just a moment before withdrawing.

“I have calls to make,” he said, apologetically.

“Right,” Zeb said. “Need me to clear out?”

He shook his head. “No, not this time.”

“Good,” he said, and leaned back in his own seat, eyes drifting shut.

Kallus spared a moment for a fond smile and to squeeze his partner’s hand before turning to the comm.

--Handler AU

TRAINING MONTAGE

TBQH, I could p. much lift most of these scenes WORD FOR WORD. Just changing the names. And Obi-Wan is younger and hotter than Diego.

Look, I could try to make this not go towards a poly Anakin as the delighted midpoint of a Vee here. But why?

Climax climax climax STABLE FIGHT.

Look. There’s no polite way to say this. Anakin is not smooth. Anakin is certainly not Antonio Banderas in a sexy black mask.

They still end up strip fencing, though.

Shut up, I’m shallow.

--Mask of Zorro AU

Ahnrel nodded. They were almost back at his rooms now. "I can't leave, Kamer."

"No."

"And I have to follow through."

"Yes."

"Kamer?"

The guard shook his head, and looked down and away. "I will protect Nandere, Excellency," he said quietly. Then, after a brief hesitation, he whispered, "and I will protect you."

"Kamer--" He reached out to him.

But they had reached his door, and the guard stiffened and pulled away. "Will you attend court tonight, Excellency?"

Ahnrel slumped and lowered his hand. "Yes, Kamer. I'll be out in a few hours. I have letters to write."

He bowed. "I will be here, Excellency."

"I know."

--Untitled Intrigues Story

#shadowsong26fic #shadowsong writes star wars #shadowsong writes crossovers #Valdemar AU #auxiliaries!verse #au outlines for the win #shadowsong writes original fic #holiday fic

[girlwithwolftatoo]

How about the courtiers and mc on their wedding night?

Prepare your… whatever you want prepare for wholesome yet stupid yet funny yet lemon content:

Vulgora:

*They don’t miss a second to practically kidnap you from your table and carrying you like a trophy right into their chambers.

*Everyone thinks, for the way they act towards you, this will be a loud, juicy night… but that’s not true. In fact after they close (and lock) the door they stare at you with an unknown grimace.

*Probably will blush and stutter as they “command” you to climb on the bed and take your clothes off before correcting themselves and murmure something like “N-no, wait, my bad, I mean I am going to take your clothes…”

*Gets nervous as they try to remove the laces and/or buttons and asks if you’d really care if they just rip off the thing.

*Actually acts a little soft during the intercourse. They never expected the things to go this far, but they enjoy having you into their arms and feeling you.

*Too bad the whole “wedding night” ends pretty fast for they fall asleep after a single round.

Vlastomil:

*Anxious in a good way, they’re basically the human/demon representation of a song from a mexican band, called “El ansioso” (literally, “the anxious man”). If you can find a translation to that song you can picture what’s happening into Vlas’s mind (but basically is nasty stuff).

*He’s not a meticulous person so he doesn’t have a “special” thing prepared for the evening, but you may find a comfy, clean and wormless bedroom.

*More than ready to start, almost forgets to lock the door and you have to tell him when you’re already half-naked (yup, he started to strip you like 10 meters before reaching the chambers).

*Probably you’re not a pillow princess, but this time he wants the whole protagonism, exploring you head to toe with his fingers and mouth and all, praising you like a living god/goddess.

*If you’re lucky, you’ll have more than one round, but the first one will last like forever for he wants to devour you whole in once.

Valdemar:

*You better discharge the idea of a lovely bedroom to spend the night, unless you convince them to go to your old bedroom.

*But if you’re more adventurous, you will have your wedding night in… no, not the dungeons this time. Most likely it will be in their office or Lucio’s wing, just because they can (a luxurious, yet creepy place).

*The good news is they won’t act as a creep… for this time. You can enjoy of normal intercourse (or at least as normal it can be with them) and even take the lead.

*But doesn’t mean sex will be full vanilla. No, you’ll wake up half covered in scratches, hickeys, fingerprints and more (and probably a little paralytic).

*And this can last as long as you can hold it. At the moment you start to get dizzy for the lack of sleep and who knows what other deprivations they can simply stop and let you take a good sleep. 

Volta:

*Will bring food to the bed, midnight snacks she’s used to have and that now will share with you.

*Lots of kisses and cute words, she’s a little scared of what will come now and tries to inform you about her fears. Of course she encourages you to be honest and tell if you have some fears too.

*She’s a tender, yet terrified of love person. Will be a complete sub to you and do as you want, so please don’t be cruel with tiny wifey.

*Eventually you’ll discover she can be really kinky, but for this time she’ll act completely vanilla, having a long, caring intercourse for maybe two or three rounds.

*After the lovemaking, she’ll suggets to go together to bath. You’ll spend half of the night as the nice, cute couple you are now and the other half sleeping and cuddling buried in a lot of pillows.

Valerius:

*He has think of EVERYTHING, and if you had the last word for the wedding reception he asked to prepare the wedding night by himself.

*Carries you bride style (a traditional guy, you know that) to the chambers. It is equipped with everything: nice fresh flowers, wine (hot if the wedding was on winter, cold if it was on summer) and some exotic canapes (almost the half of it are so called aphrodisiac, just sayin’).

*You remember that scene in Julian’s route where you feed each other pastries as you cuddle at the captain’s quarters? Something like that but with Val resting his head on your legs, acting like the inner soft man he truly is.

*And of course sexy time develops around this ritual. In a moment you’re sharing wine from the same glass, and the next moment you’re trapped between the mattress and his body being kissed and licked like a desired saucer.

*Intercourse can last a lot, with time out moments to get more food or probably just sitting by the window looking at the velvet sky, holding hands and smiling.

#the arcana #the courtiers #headcanon #volta #vulgora #vlastomil #valdemar #valerius #procurator volta #consul valerius #pontifex vulgora #quaestor valdemar #praetor vlastomil

[sunflowercecil-blog]

☜ (trial fight between Julian and Asra; Cecil’s perspective)

write a canon scene

I’m seething. I’m certain Sal can feel the heat radiating off of me. Hell, I’m pretty sure Asra can feel the intensity of my aura from the dungeon. Trial by combat. These fucking morons.

I’m angry for so many reasons. They’re going to fight their way out of this? Asra told Sal that he had a plan. Not a death wish. And they dragged Muriel into this, too, which is equally as annoying. I breathe sharply through my nose and cuss quietly, impatiently tapping my toes and digging my fingers into the soft fabric of my shirt. Sal places a hand on my arm, and his cool skin almost balances out just how hot I’m getting.

“They… they’ll be okay.” I can hear the uncertainty in his voice. Just as I’m about to argue back, drums echo and trumpets flare. The match is about to start.

When Julian steps out, I nearly fall off the stand. What in God’s name is he wearing. What the fuck. In any other circumstance, I’d be more than okay with the lack of clothes and the abundance of ropes and leather. But he’s about to fight to the death, and I’m stuck between fearing for his life and being uncomfortably aroused.

The same feeling seems to hit Sal when Asra walks out - equally as revealing in his attire. I groan quietly to myself. These idiots are going to get themselves killed, but at least they’ll die sexy.

Watching the fight is worse. It’s a dramatic show of Asra’s magic, Julian’s stupidity, and Muriel’s PTSD. It’s agonising. Just as I think the torture is finally over, the worst falls into place. Asra gets hit. I can feel the cold air overtake me as Sal panics. However, it’s not long before Julian is thrown into the side of coliseum walls, and I’m nearly jumping over the stand to help.

Sal holds me down, and the chants of the crowd overwhelm me. When Nadia finally silences them, I’m crying. There’s an overwhelming urge in my gut to run down and help him. I can feel the same kind of terror in Sal.

Nadia allows us to leave, and I catch a glimpse of Valdemar following Julian’s unconscious body. I mutter under my breath, but Sal hears it all too clearly.

“I’m gonna kick his ass.”

#cecil doran #salvius adesso #julian #asra #writing #drabble

[nicadilly]

They sure love her…

scars, they love the scars ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

I finished a bunch of casval stuff and im going to slowly drip feed it to yall hehe

I have a hc that Valdemar stims with Castors scars HARD after they get to that point in their relationship and hnngh i love it sm ;<;

#the arcana courtiers #quaestor valdemar #valdemar #stupid sexy valdemar #the arcana #the courtiers #exophilia #monster nb #nudity cw #nudity #this is not spicy at all #ill give u spicy #this is just FLUFF #fan apprentice #Mc castor #casval #cas

[nicadilly]

18 + Valdeholes, mild body horror, n/udity and butts under the cut. Clean versions can be found on my twitter!

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There’s been a lot of talk about Val’s orifices as of late, I PROMISE this has been stewing in my drafts for quite a while, the timing just feels right lol

#valdemar #quaestor valdemar #terato #exophilia #monster lover #tentacles #teeth #body horror #body horror cw #nudity cw #the arcana courtiers #the arcana game #nsft #stupid sexy valdemar #casval #nix hydra

[nicadilly]

some solo ZESTY QUAESTY, full versions on my Twitter.

18+, monster special parts and tenties under the cut

If u tell me they wouldnt f*ck a medical mannequin i will probably agree and walk off like a sad little monkey, head down.

Also i can never decide if i liked their insides to be all dark and voidy or minced meat. Flesh makes more sense lore-wise but tbh who cares as long as drawing it is fun. (I always wanted to get into the /monster downstairs designer fandom/ and i defo need a lot practice so there might b more someday)

#quaestor valdemar #the arcana courtiers #the arcana #exophilia #terato #monster lover #stupid sexy valdemar #nudity cw #nsft #blood cw #blood #body horror #valdemar #monsters #gore cw #injury cw

[nicadilly]

...and they were colleagues (omg, they were colleagues)

(Im still going thru the old sketches so yeah these are just random ones i finished. Hopefully i can make something following a narrative for them soonish, i just yearn to share my little stories ;<;)

#valdemar #quaestor valdemar #the arcana #the arcana courtiers #the courtiers #mc castor #stupid sexy valdemar #fan apprentice #nix hydra #as for the meme #they actually are roomates #i mean valdemar just decided not to leave castors house at one point #like a stray animal #flea ridden and rancid #gaunt #valdemar rehabilitation center in goldgrave #i actually really like these #casval #cas

[nicadilly]

18 + Casval, theres sketchy monster bods and regular debauchery under the cut

(posting early to keep the redacted at bay lol)

I guess ill go draw Cas getting fill/ed now smh...

at this rate ill NEVER draw the laundry salamander XD

#stupid sexy valdemar #quaestor valdemar #valdemar #the arcana courtiers #the courtiers #terato #body horror #exophilia #monster lover #nsft #ns/fw #sorry for calling u a peon #i love you #casval #cas

[nicadilly]

WOAH nelly

#the arcana courtiers #questor valdemar #valdemar #the arcana #the courtiers #nix hydra #stupid sexy valdemar #mc castor #fan apprentice #casval #cas

[nicadilly]

hello everyone :) i wish someone would eat my face too

Cas is ok just taking a permanent nap

(also horsehair worm/mantis videos on youtube were the insp. behind Valdemars tendril thingies… i forgot to mention it last time i did sexy Valdemar but yeah. VERY COOL WORMS. Don’t look it up if you’re squemish tho…)

EDIT: got requested to add a horned version:

#valdemar #quaestor valdemar #the arcana #the arcana courtiers #the courtiers #some ppl eat p*ssy others prefer eating whole heads #im not into vore unless its lethal and includes mantis valdemar #hi5 my fellow degenerates #sexy valdemar #cw:gore #tw:gore #body horror #guro #stupid sexy valdemar #cas