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Asra Jacks Off In Bed Next To You

Warnings: smut, angst and spoilers

Even though you can't remember your past with Asra, he- and his cock- certainly can. You're also asleep next to him while he gets off.

Asra glowers up at the ceiling, trying to block out the feeling of his cock straining against his underwear.

Sleeping with you is usually uncomfortable enough- the longing to hold you close is often unbearable- but that is when he isn't aroused.

Each time he closes his eyes, the magician is met with scenes from the past. Your teasing smile as you gaze up from between his legs. Your blissful expression as you lay beneath him. Every memory sends blood rushing to his cock- exactly why he had tried to bury them deep within. After all, your relationship had ended when the plague took you, there was no point lusting after someone who didn't feel the same way.

His eyes flit to you for a split second.

Moonlight adorns your face, your peaceful expression sending shame coursing through Asra's body. He can easily imagine your disgust, your horror, if you woke now and noticed his hard on.

Asra turns his back to your sleeping form, facing the wall.

There's nothing the magician can do; shuffling out of bed would surely wake you. No, he can't risk you seeing him in this state. He rolls onto his back, squeezing his eyes shut, attempting to sleep once again.

Yet his dick throbs incessantly, preventing Asra from any rest.

The magician can hardly remember the last time his cock had reacted in this way. Since your death, Asra could barely touch himself, his body aching for your hands running across his skin. Only you could truly satisfy him.

But with you beside him, your soft breaths sounding in the darkness, it is almost the same.

Maybe, if Asra can bury his shame long enough to finish himself off, tomorrow would be better.

Driving away this unwanted need would surely improve things- and it is clear there is only one way he can do that.

Asra's cock twitches in approval at the idea- his body is desperate for release.

The magician's mind is repulsed, however. How can he think of touching himself with you mere inches away? A mixture of arousal and shame sends his cheeks flushing deep red.

Yet Asra can't stop his hand sliding down his body- or his hand meeting his shaft, palming it through the thin fabric of his pajamas. Although hesitant and clumsy, the light rubbing against his cock is divine.

A memory forces its way into his mind- one of you on this bed with him, your lips wrapped around his cock. Involuntarily, his hips snap forward, cock rutting hard against his palm, a needy moan falling from the magician's lips at the long-awaited friction.

Asra is almost nauseated by the guilt that runs through him, sending tears to his eyes- but the gratification is irresistible. He needs to cum.

After a few moments of shame and panting, the magician slips his hand beneath his underwear.

Reluctant fingers trace his tip, gently running over the already red and swollen flesh.

Even the lightest touch is intoxicating- pleasure coursing through Asra's body. The overwhelming sensitivity serves to remind him how long it has been.

Yet Asra is keenly aware of your presence beside him, the warmth of your body in the dark.

Doing this so close to you feels wrong. It feels disgusting. But he can't stop himself.

His fingers creep lower, stroking up and down down his shaft, rubbing harder now, his length almost painfully stiff. All of the magician's restraint is being used to keep his hips still- he can't risk letting his movement wake you. But every twitch of his cock, every shock of pleasure, sends his inhibitions further away.

Biting his lip, Asra wraps his hand around his cock, stroking slowly, softly, from its base to its head, then back down. Each stroke is hypnotic, weakening his resolve as he tries not to moan. It's feeling of precum dripping from his tip, making his cock slide slickly against his fingers, that finally shatters his self control. Before he can stop himself, Asra thrusts hard into his fist, unable to fight against his body's desires.

His hips move automatically, as if he is in a trance, bucking upwards again and again, ecstasy forcing soft whimpers from the magician's lips. A sheen of precum begins to coat his length, cock sliding easily against his fingers.

Images of you riding him appear in his mind, the memory of your gaze, half-lidded and lustful arousing the magician even more. Asra loved having you on top of him, moaning blissfully as you came again and again around his length. He grips his dick harder, chasing the long absent feeling of your walls squeezing down on him.

Overcome by euphoria, the magician relinquishes control, letting his body take over to do whatever satisfies his cock. The movement of his hips is animalistic and harsh, driven by his immense need to get off. Save for wanton thoughts of you, Asra's mind is blank, conquered by the haze of pleasure his body has inflicted upon him.

The magician can feel his precum seeping into his boxers, a damp patch forming next to his tip. And he can hear how slick his cock is too, judging by the sloppy noises echoing around the room. His thrusts only get harder as his cock slickens.

Within minutes, Asra feels close to cumming, his cock unable to cope with this much pleasure after so long.

But he can't stop yet. Not when it feels so good.

Just when he feels on the edge of climax, when the pulsating of his cock reaches a crescendo, he squeezes the tip of his cock, stopping his cum from shooting out.

Once Asra is certain his orgasm has been staved off, he begins to stimulate himself again, starting by tracing teasing circles on his upper thigh. His fingers trail to his balls, massaging them lightly, relishing his own gentle touches. After a few moments of holding back, he lets his hand wrap around his length, fucking it once more. Asra can't contain his voice, soft moans filling the air.

He thrusts roughly into his hand, cock sliding through from base to tip, every inch being pleasured. It's how he wishes he could fuck you: deep and thorough, claiming you as his once again.

As he imagines you beneath him, a rustling sounds from beside him and you shift slightly. The magician's head whips around to look at you, his heart pounding hard in his chest. But he doesn't stop. In fact- deep within his lust-filled mind- Asra almost wants you to see him pleasuring himself. The risk of it- although terrifying- excites him in some depraved way, sending his hand moving faster, pumping his cock furiously.

Your name begins to fall from Asra's lips- over and over- whispered reverently, urgently. His hand is a blur as he rapidly strokes his cock, orgasm building once again.

Asra pulls the blanket up to his face, hungrily breathing in your scent. It's the same as the times he buried his face in your neck, kissing and sucking at your skin, as he waited for his balls to fully drain inside you.

How he yearns to cum inside you now, feeling your insides twitch around his cock, milking every last drop of his seed.

The memory of releasing inside you is what finally brings him over the edge, moaning your name loud in pure bliss. With one hard thrust, he releases, as he imagines burying his cock deep within you, ready to paint your insides with his seed.

Rope after rope of cum shoots from Asra's pulsating cock, coating the inside of his underwear in sticky white. His hand positively drips with it, especially as he continues to stroke his dick, wringing out more of his seed. Even when the magician thinks he can cum no more, his cock twitches and his balls empty further, a few splurts of cum escaping his underwear and shooting onto his stomach. Asra had never came nearly as hard as this- at least not without you touching him.

It takes a few minutes for Asra to slow his breathing, his body's yearning finally quenched. As soon as the magician recognises what he has done, self-loathing floods him.

Asra covers his face with his clean hand, battling away tears, a surge of insurmountable shame overpowering him. Without the haze of arousal shielding his mind, the magician is crushed.

How could he face you in the morning? Undoubtedly he would have to leave you alone again, travelling to faraway lands to escape what he has done. But for now, Asra fixes his eyes on the ceiling again, his underwear a drenched mess, regret eating away at him until he finally falls asleep.

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Random Main 6 HCs #11

More Modern AU Julian

Cannot do a cartwheel to save his life. He makes it about halfway before his balance gives out and he just ends up tumbling to the ground in an adorable gangly mess of arms and legs

Totally into electro-swing and swing dancing. It’s all so energetic and fun, what’s not to love?

This man is physically unable to pass by just about any pet store without stepping in and absolutely melting at the wrinkliest puppies he can find. Once completely forgot to grab his lunch and had to wait until his next break before he could eat because of this, but of course it was more than worth it

Adores going out before high tide and searching for seashells. Has a small collection of his own, and the rest he gives to friends, or keeps to surprise a few of his youngest patients. For them, he likes telling them he stole it from some pirates and to keep it safe for him, or it was gifted by a mermaid and can protect you when you visit the sea

This man LOVES fun, silly holidays. Talk Like a Pirate Day, Fibonacci Day, World Hello Day, Origami Day, Saxophone Day, World Juggling Day, Positive Thinking Day, Sibling’s Day, and so, so many more!! Every day of the year has the potential for a little more fun if you make room for it

Talks to himself whenever he does tasks. “Alrighty… dishes done, and pat on the back for me for that! Okay! Whew! Gotta keep the momentum going! Let’s go Ilya! Now to pick up some food at the store… so I can inevitably messy up those same dishes I just cleaned. The vicious cycle continues…” <distant squawking> “You are absolutely right Malak! Existential crises later, food shopping is now!”

Has a small tattoo just above his right ankle of a black flag with a paw print and crossbones, representing the two most important people in his life <3

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Younger Adopted MC {M6 Headcanons + Mini Fic!}

“Hey I hope you are well, do you do plutonic fics like a teen mc who's kinda like a sibling to the main 6?”

Hello! Hopefully this is close to what you asked for… I’ve caught a cold from a friend of mine and it’s hitting me right in the gut so I’m sorry if some of these seem a bit off…

T-T

Thank you so much for requesting though! ❤️

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Asra

He often saw you about in the market place, after discovering your rather unique take on magic and interest in it. He decided to take you under his wing.

After awhile you both grew closer.

He kept an eye on you, gave you housing and food.

While you both practiced magic you’d attempt to toss small magical jolts towards Asra. Which resulted in a small, of course playful fight.

He would always win.

When you hurt yourself practicing magic he’d always attempt to heal it, if it went beyond his abilities he’d take you to whoever he could.

(Usually Julian but sometimes he’d rather just do it himself.)

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“You know, you could just ASK to use my deck right?”

He had caught me, Tarot deck in hand. I grumble an apology as he looks at me. Giving him a huff I gently place the deck into his hand.

“I just wanted to see..” At my words he chuckles, a large smile now on his face.

“Again, you could have asked! Come on, I’ll show you.”

You perk up at his comment. “Wait really??” He gets a happy little pep in his step as he walks over to his usual spot at the table, he gestures for me to come with.

I happily hop out of my chair and walk over.

“I’ll even teach you how to use it properly, how’s that sound?”

🎭 Julian & Portia 🐈

You had taken an interest in medical work which landed you right in the clinic of a Dr. Devorak.

You followed him around as an understudy and he just enjoyed your company.

He slowly opened up and started to treat you much like his own sibling Portia.

Speaking of her—

Portia would often come by the clinic to drop off some goods or just to say hey to Julian, which you always loved to see her but you two also became really close

You would both giggle to each other and poke small jabs at Julian while he was scrunched away in his office

One day he walked in on you both laughing and he asked what it was about, you both still to this day have refused to tell him he had a rather interesting hole in his trousers.

The three of you would hang out and get into some trouble when the time was right-

Since Portia worked at the palace it was sort of easy to get in and out unnoticed, You and Julian would constantly attempt to scare Portia while she ran around the palace doing small errands for the Countess.

Which she hated.

You and Portia on the other hand would rearrange Julian’s lovely Leech collection.

Slowly start adding more and more small SHINY random objects within his office.

Malak would go bonkers

You and Portia would run as soon as you heard both Julian and the Bird start cawing at each other.

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“Okay… one…two…threeeeee…NOW”

You and Portia Jumped out of the small closet within the Doctors office, both of you putting on your best scary face as the Lanky gentleman in front of you scrambled out of his chair, a loud scratchy scream vibrated the walls.

As he registered who was standing in front of him now he straightened out and put on a rather stern face.

“You two need to knock it off. One day i’ll-“

You cut him off with a laugh. “I’ll finally have to put my pirate combative skills to use!” His face went unchanged as you continued to mock him. Both you and Portia quickly fall to the floor attempting to catch whatever air you could back into your lungs.

Hearing footsteps coming towards you both you quickly look up to see Julian’s arms outstretched with sprawled out fingers, a very wicked grin on his features.

“That’s it.”

Portia gets the right idea first and quickly jumps up and books it out the office door, a loud “SORRY” can be heard as she runs away.

“Oh-“

🐺 Muriel

Inanna was the first one to sniff you out, and once she got your scent there was no running

Muriel followed close beyond

They found you all curled up and cold in the forest

Inanna being absolutely fascinated with you

Muriel not so much

Inanna managed to convince him to bring you home and get you out of the rain

While you made a quick recovery you managed to worm your way into this mans brain

As the days went past you began shuffling around his hut, whatever you could find to entertain yourself was enough

You managed to make a small fort out of the furs he had and Inanna fell in love.

He would come home from collecting things out in the forest and he would be stumped to find you both curled into each other in the small fuzzy fort

You would almost constantly find some way to mess with Muriel, whether it be misplacing his whittling tools or hiding away somewhere in the hut to only be sniffed out by Inanna.

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“Inanna Hush!” You whispered to the wolf, her tail only wagged faster and faster, a small happy yip falling from her mouth.

You were currently hiding away in the hut, underneath a pile of Fur. Muriel had been out all day and you wanted to play a small prank on him when he got home.

But Inanna was giving away your spot.

You heard loud heavy footsteps just outside the hut door and in a quick move of desperation you grab Inanna and pull her into the pile of furs with you.

“(Y/N)… Inanna?” Muriel low voice can be heard just barely against the furs. You felt Inanna tail begin to move against your leg and you quickly go to grab it, as you did so she licked your face.

You giggle as she continues to lick away at your face but your stomach sinks when the furs are pulled away from you.

Muriel stands before you, Furs in hand and a rather confused look on his face.

“What… are you two doing?”

Inanna jumps away and happily rubs against Muriels leg, another happy yip falling from her.

“Well… Ya see…I was supposed to scare you but, Inanna had different plans…” You huff.

👑 Nadia

You had been working as a palace worker for a while now, Nadia had taken a special interest in you-

She would often call upon you for small things, or even just to chat

The other palace workers were getting a bit jealous-

You seemed to be one of her favorites.

After a while she started treating you like a sibling-

Older sister dotting after their youngest sibling-

She would call you around the palace and ask for your assistance with personal matters or just to have tea with you

Your tea talks consisted of speaking about nobles, talking about new fashion that began popping up around the region-

Girl stuff

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“Now darling you HAVE to try on this outfit it will be perfect for the dance!” Nadia handed you a rather beautiful ball gown, but with the large smile on her face you just chuckled.

She whipped back around and began rummaging through a small jeweled box, when you turn to place the out on the small chair next you, you heard a muffled laugh fall from the countess.

“Now with THIS, you’ll look absolutely stunning!” She turns around with a small dainty necklace, a very large grin plastered to her face.

“Nadia, are you sure?” At your question she nods and quickly turns you around to hook the necklace around you.

Knock Knock

Both you and Nadia turn to look at the door, the countess straightens up and she walks over. When she peaks her head out you laugh a bit as you catch sight of a rather large tea pot settled upon a tray.

When she grabs the tray and sends the servant away she happily walks back over and hands you a cup.

“Now let’s talk, These guests will have the most-“

“Horrendous haircuts?” You giggle at Nadia’s face. Her hand goes to cover her mouth as you see her attempt to hold back laughter.

“Well, yes actually.”

You both erupt into laughter.

🐐Lucio

The count had almost ignored you entirely at first.

When you managed to befriend his dogs however, he became rather interested.

He began to follow you around as you busied yourself around the palace

He would ask you to clean his pictures

Maybe go polish one of his statues

For behind who he was you always seemed to be so sassy towards him

“You know, I could have you executed..?”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Well that’s a shame, if I die then there’ll be no one else to willingly polish your statues anymore.”

“I-“

You Just grew on him

He would almost always come to you and complain about his day or talk about people and you just listened

You would make fun of him sometimes for his rather bratty attitude and he would always attempt to fight you for it.

For all his talk though he never did actually fight you.

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“And THEN He had the NERVE to call me a-“

“Bratty child?”

“YES” Lucio’s voice reverberated off the walls of the room you were in, you were attempting to clean out this old novelty room but it was hard with the count constantly moving things and tossing and turning on the floor.

Much like a child.

“When are you gonna be done?”

“As soon as I’m done.”

Lucio groaned at your response and he sat up from the floor, you turn to look at him and you see him begin to look at the room rather intently.

“What’s the matter…?” You asked.

“This room needs more pictures of me.. or more so A picture of me.”

You couldn’t help but groan at his comment. But he was kind of right, almost every room in the palace had something that either looked like him or gave off his energy so this room was rather unique in the … non-lucio items that decorated its walls.

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A Whittle Help

Muriel X GN! Reader

“could i possibly ask for a muriel x reader where the MC is picking up whittling to share an interest with muriel? and they end up getting cut because they're new to it, so muriel's trying to teach them how to do it right...”

Thank you SO MUCH for requesting Anon! Hopefully this is good enough T-T ❤️

(I also did this and edited it through my Phone notes so I apologize for any mis-spellings or anything of the sort.. Please tell me through DM’s or ask box if there is anything to improve T-T!!!!)

Please have a Wonderful day and Stay Safe!

Love you!

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The small piece of wood sat within my hand, small shavings slowly falling from the piece as I glide the whittling knife into the grain; The indents of a face had began to settle into the wood.

You’ve been working on this piece for a while now, it was supposed to be a gift for your lover; Muriel, a surprise gift if you will. You had no prior experience with this sort of thing but, He had little wooden figures all throughout the hut you both shared and you wanted to add to his collection of handmade items.

Inanna trotted up near where i was settled on the fur piled onto the floor, a happy pep in her step. Seeing her walk up, a smile fell upon my lips, seeing as i’ve made a generous amount of progress today I sat the items held within my hands down and began giving lnanna a scratch behind her ear.

As I rubbed against her ear she began to lower her head and sniff away at the shavings on the floor, her ears perking up as she eyed the knife that laid near. Her tail began to slowly wag as her face drifted between the knife and my face.

Then Suddenly, the knife was no longer there.

“Inanna! Put that down!”

The wolf’s tail wagged viciously as she bounced around, a small whittling knife trapped tightly between her jaws. I couldn’t help but laugh a bit as she began to playfully growl when my hand reached for the knife.

Heavy footsteps sounded off behind me as I dropped to my knees; attempting to trade the knife for a stick.

“Do you…need any help?” Muriels voice, always deep and laced with a small level of concern hit my ears. I look over my shoulder and give him a quick smile.

“I’m good!” His eyes cast a curious gaze down at inanna, the knife still held tightly in her jaw. At seeing this Muriels face drops, his large form flashes quickly from where he stood and towards inanna; the sudden action causing her to make a break for the door of the hut.

“Inanna!” Muriels voice thunders after her, a heavy lacing of worry coating it as he jolts after her.

I make a run after the two only for Inanna to curve past Muriel and begin darting towards me. I attempt to grab her only for her to jump away, with the knife dropping from her mouth.

A heavy sigh left my mouth as i bend to pick up the sharp utensil till I notice something; Blood. Blood was settled onto the blade, my eyes widen and my stomach drops. It was coming from me.

A small but deep cut in my hand had began to trickle blood, the small rivers of it gliding down my hand as i stare down at the now shaking palm.

Two large hands quickly fall into my vision and grip onto my wrist, Inanna slowly shuffles into view beside me; A sad look in her eyes.

Muriel stood before me, eyes widened with worry and a frown stained onto his lips. He quickly ushered me back inside the hut and began to wrap my wounded hand.

“How did she get it?” He asked.

Honestly, you didn’t wanna say. It was supposed to be a surprise, you didn’t want this little incident to spoil months of hard work.

“Please…” You couldn’t help but sigh and look up at him, His face still crunched into a worried expression.

“It was supposed to be a surprise.” Your non injured hand goes to rub your temple; “I was working on something for you but I didn’t realize inanna wanted to help too.” A small chuckle escaped your mouth.

The Wolf’s ears perk up at the sound of her name and she trotted over, my hand settles once again on her head and i give her a gentle scratch behind the ear. I look up at Muriel; an awkward smile on my face, the smile fades quickly as i notice his features blooming in a dark red.

“You… You wanted to make me something?” His voice was barely above a whisper, a small smile attempting to curve his lips as he finished wrapping your hand.

“Yeah!” I giggled at his flushed expression and stood up, pulling his arm with me in the process. I pulled him over to the pile of furs I had been working and grab the small wooden figure.

Turning the small thing within my hand I grab his and place it within his palm.

“It was gonna be you! I was gonna make one of me too, but..” Watching Muriel turn the figure around in his hand was almost vomit inducing, his eyes were just … Studying the figure; His thumb rubbing against the pieces edges.

“It’s … wonderful.” A smile graces his lips as he stares down at the figure.

At his words my face began to heat up, a heavy blush settling upon my features. His eyes rise from the figure to stare into mine, his own blush returning. One hand falls from the figure to grasp my own, his fingers curl tightly around mine.

“Thank you. But, Next time… let’s do it together.” His voice was soft as he began to express how he adored the figure, and the rest of the night was filled with giggles and wood shavings covering the floor. Your unskilled hands being guided by one of a near master, inanna was seated near the fireplace; a heavy bone settled in her jaws. Muriels way of keeping her curious and playful self away from the sharp tools.

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hi hello. im new to requesting fics ^^;

could i possibly ask for a muriel x reader where the MC is picking up whittling to share an interest with muriel? and they end up getting cut because they're new to it, so muriel's trying to teach them how to do it right...

have a lovely day! you're free to ignore this ^^

Oh! I didn’t think I’d get any requests in! Thank you so much!! ❤️

And of course! I actually do have some history with whittling myself so I understand the pain of the nickin your self every once and a while!

Oh this is gonna be so cute!!!!

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! Asks/Requests Rules !

Alright so, i haven't done one of these in a long time so its gonna be a little tough.

Hello! My Name's Joy, but you can just call me Luna.

I currently Write for :

MHA (My Hero Academia)

The Arcana (Main 6)

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Most Requests can go Anon cause i know how nervous people can get, I'm one of them. Please just make it known in the ask for any specific Gendered MC. \

I do Mainly Headcanons and X Reader / X OC stuff

Multi chapter stories i can do aswell!

I can write about almost anything though!

I can do Canon x Reader and Canon x OC but that can be personalized thorough DMS if you wish!

I also do personalized Letters as well! (Mainly for the Arcana and Select My Hero Characters but I'm working on it!)

I'm in a huge Arcana Brainrot right now so I'll be posting more of that soon!

If anyone has any questions please don't hesitate to ask!

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Hello Darlings!

My First post on Tumblr in about 1-2 Years. Who woulda thought, Anyway!

I'm a Traditional Artist (and Fanfic writer) by Trade but I'm working my way into the Digital Art scene, I've been having absolute Julian Devorak from "The Arcana" Brainrot as of recent; so ill be spamming some art or writing here for the time being.

If you have any requests please let me know! Ill be putting up a kind of Do's and Do Not's of Requesting/Asking soon!

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