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[vampcubus]

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟑 : 𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐂𝐒

:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw . sub!lucio . dom!afab!apprentice/reader . various pet names (lucio receiving) . aphrodisiacs . library sex . slight dacryphilia . slight overstim . begging.

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𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐕 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 : 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 : 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓

The comforting silence of the palace library is spliced by a deep sigh, followed by the noisy creaking of an armchair being leaned into. You choose to ignore it, nose buried in the intricate pages of a thick magical tome.

Your eye twitches when you hear Lucio sigh, half-whining into the stale air. The ex-count didn’t share your passion for reading or stuffing the mind with knowledge, though that didn’t deter him from accompanying you when you participated in such activities. He followed you around like a puppy, even with his body restored.

You enjoyed his company, truly, but you wish he’d sit out your library visits. Your eyes skim over the same sentence a fifth time. Lucio’s constant shuffling preventing you from absorbing the information properly.

You try desperately to re-immerse yourself into your studies, but another pitiable sigh weasels out of the blond, and you drop your quil in frustration. You scowl, throwing a pointed glare over your shoulder, a complaint on the tip of your tongue before it falls right off.

The fact that he’s staring right at you isn’t what surprises you, no, it’s the absolute rapture in his silver gaze as he does so.

His stare is so intense that it catches you off guard. By now you’re used to Lucio sending you lustful looks from afar. His libido demanded he be ready to go at almost any time, not that you were complaining. It was cute how easily worked up he was, but the look in his eyes now is ravenous and starved.

Your eyes crease with concern, especially since he doesn’t seem to register that you’re looking straight back. It’s like he was entranced.

“Lucio?” You rose from your seat to approach him, gauging his reaction. When you try his name again, this time more firmly, he startles, blinking rapidly.

When did you get so close? His fog-addled mind scarcely manages to question, but all thoughts leave immediately when your palm rests over his burning forehead. Unable to contain his approval of your cool skin against his burning flesh, a shuddering moan slips out from behind his parted lips like butter.

“Are you alright?” You ask, worried by his sheer temperature. A feverish blush bleeds from his cheeks up to his ears and down his neck.

He shoves his head into your hand, demanding your affection. His grip loosens in favor of coiling his fingers around your wrist to direct your palm from his forward to his burning cheek, book toppling out of his grasp and to the floor.

“Wonderful, darling, haven’t felt better in fact.” Lucio drawls, but you can hear the strain in his voice, an undertone of something pained hidden underneath. “Jus’ keep touching me.”

Your brows knit, your free hand connecting with his other cheek. You turn his head this way and that, thumb swiping at the drool wetting his thin lips. Lucio looks slightly embarrassed at that before his tongue swipes playfully at your fingers. You gasp and yank both hands away in shock, about to scold him but it’s forgotten when he whimpers at the loss of your touch.

“You look sickly.” You muse, not even flinching as he tugs you close and buried his face into your stomach, demanding your closeness.

“M’not…”

“Uh-huh, sure. Straight to bed with you, lamb.” You teased, fingers combing through his sweat-slicked blonde locks to smooth the strands back.

Lucio trembles at the feeling, and you don’t see his eyes roll back just slightly.

His body feels like it’s caught fire, burning at every nerve ending. He can feel the uncomfortable streaks of sweat sticking his clothes to his body, the worst of the sweltering heat throbbing between his legs. His cock swells against his thigh angrily, your scent, your touch, your voice all too much for him to comprehend and yet it’s not enough. Fuck, it’s hard to breathe. You’re startled when he wheezes, hands grabbing and pulling at your clothing to press you flush against his chest, and you’re forced to settle on his lap at his frantic clinging episode.

His voice cuts clearly through the musty air of the chilled library, hungry and desperate.

“Mmmph fuck me, fuck me…” he pants.

“What the- fuck you? Lucio? Aren’t you- “ you grip a hank of his platinum locks and tug his head back to see his face, and the obscene mewl that he lets out sends a shock to both your nethers and your brain. “-…sick…?”

Suddenly you know what’s wrong with him, or somewhat. The flushed cheeks, that far-off hungry look, the lethargy… he looks to be under the effects of a pretty hefty aphrodisiac. It’s enough to make you snort. His face twists from pleasure to distaste quickly, realizing you’re laughing at him.

“Need… need you to fuck me! S’not funny!” Lucio growls, hips thrashing up against yours in a fit.

“After you tell me everything you’ve eaten today, sweetling.” You comfort, wiping dribbles of sweat from his hairline.

“I… “ he starts, silver eyes closing in concentration as he wracks his brain for anything else but you, and your cool hands, and his cock against your thigh, and how badly he needs you to- he physically shakes his head to clear it, but whines as still no coherent recollections of his day appear. “I- can’t fuck, I can’t it’s blurry. Everything’s blurry. I just need- I j-just need- !”

Your heart lurches for him, whatever he took, it’s strong and already has a tight grip on him. It must be painful at this point. You feel bad for not paying attention to his insistent whining and shuffling before, he must have been suffering.

“Shhh okay, it’s okay. Let’s just take care of you then.” You coo, laying wet kisses to his cheeks and lips which he messily attempts to return, hands fiddling with the fastenings of his shirt, seeking to strip him down to lower his temperature. His fingers join yours in the pursuit to rid him of the garment, nearly tearing the expensive silks and cottons in his lustful haste.

You surmise he would have torn right through everything had his sharp gauntlet been attached to his golden arm. In the very back of Lucio’s lust-fogged mind, he can feel the sting of humiliation, feeling so helplessly horny that he needs “taken care of” but it matters not when you’re finally tugging his cock free and lifting your skirts. His pupils dilate until only a thin ring of grey remains visible at the sight of your creamy thighs being exposed to the warm candlelight of the library.

His teeth dig into his lip until it bursts, a trickle of blood mixing with his drool as it drips down his angular jaw.

Unable to control his desire his fleshy hand dips underneath your skirts as you hike them up to your waist, fingers smoothing over your silken panties and finding your clit instantly. Your thighs quake and your expression convulses into one of pleasure as he stroked over your slick sex through the silk. If you hadn’t been wet before, you certainly were now. But this wasn’t about you, so you guide his hand away from your center and brace a hand on his shoulder so you could work your underwear down your legs.

Lucio’s not making it easy, however, hands groping and tracing every curve he could reach. You’re used to the blonde being handsy, but this was a whole other level. When you’ve finally wriggled free of the silk you plant yourself atop his plentiful thighs, hands skimming up the length of his chest, admiring the hard-earned muscle. Your thumbs brush teasingly over his nipples just to watch him writhe and buck underneath you, erupting with impatient whines and protests.

“Please! Please gods just fu~ck me, need to be inside you, darling, please. It hurts.” The former count finally begs- a rare treat from your usually bratty partner. Even though he’s made undeniable progress on not being a complete selfish prick, he’s still enough pride to make you work for his obedience. You’re delighted that this aphrodisiac seems to have removed such inhibitions, or simply he knew the quicker he groveled the quicker he’d get ridden into the sunset. “Please it- fuck! O-oh~ yes yes!”

Lucio’s begging is cut short when your hand captures his angry red cock and you gather the pre leaking from his tip like a faucet and spread it over him. His hips seize and he nearly bucks you off of him with the force of his thrusts into the loose tunnel of your fist. You watch, enraptured as he desperately humps his cock through your grip, nose running as frustrated tears well in the very corners of his eyes. He’s beautiful like this.

“D-darling pleaseeee, pleaseee…” Lucio hiccups, dick throbbing against your palm.

“Shhhh baby, I’m here. I’ve got you.” You soothe, capturing his lips with yours and lifting your hips to align your sopping entrance with him before sinking down with a throaty moan. He stretches and fills you perfectly, pretty cock sinking home and twitching against your velvety walls.

“OH~!”

Lucio sobs in relief, eyes rolling back as your tight heat envelops him in paradise. Immediately he starts rutting upwards, unable to get good enough grip and footing to do much else but grind but you laugh breathlessly and relieve him of the work. You plant your knees on the cushions on either side of him and start to ride him in earnest, watching in awe as his mouth falls open and he truly wails out his pleasure for all to hear. He’s never been quiet during sex, but this is loud, even for him, and you feel sorry for any poor servant walking by the library.

You try to drown as many of his noises with your tongue as possible, but he seems unbothered, his keening moans echoing off the bookshelves and coming back distorted. You can faintly hear him mumbling, chanting your name and other expletives just under his breath against your lips. His hands cling tightly to your skirts and hips, hurriedly helping you up and down his thick cock as your cunt swallows him over and over.

You cradle his head against your chest as you bounce on his lap, legs starting to ache with the strain, but you hardly feel it over the rush.

The once peaceful archive of knowledge now echoes with the concerning creaking of the armchair beneath your slick bodies, the sounds of flesh smacking against flesh and your combined moans bouncing about the spacious room like a symphony, like music only you know the lyrics to.

“Nnnh nnn- oh fuck, not g’na last must longer.” But you already knew that. Even with the distracting ecstasy of him stretching you out, his leaking tip bullying your sweet spot, you knew when he was close. You could argue you knew his cock better than he did. The thought rises a hoarse, breathless chuckle from you, eyes watching his every change in expression, mesmerized by the awe-filled look bliss twisting his sharp features into a true work of art. His eyeliner is smudged to all hell, running down his cheeks like smoky black tears, and it sends a zing of honey to your clit.

“Fuck fuck fuck that’s it- yes that’s it, clench around me, fuckkk.” Lucio babbles mindlessly, “S’tight m-m’not going to-to—!”

“I’m not expecting you to last. Th-there are no ex-expectations or punishments, if you need to cum baby, cum for me.” You encouraged. You’re touched by his awareness of your own needs and gratification, but you know just how badly he must need to cum right now. He’s been so patient, trying to sit still and remain quiet while you mulled over magic tomes for hours. He was being so obedient, so good for you, so whipped and pussy drunk that he begged for you. Just this once, you want him to be selfish.

“If you won’t cum, then I’ll make you.” You whisper, rolling his earlobe between your teeth gently before you intentionally squeeze your inner walls around him, strangling his cock in a vice grip as you ride him with renewed vigor.

He nearly screams out his pleasure, feet finally planting on the ground and frantically jutting his narrow hips up to meet your brutal thrusts, back arching off the chair into a pretty crescent shape against your body. Moments after his body seizes, and he sobs as he spills inside of you, pumping you so full of his cum that it starts to squeeze out where you’re connected before he’s even finished convulsing. His body lurches and shakes with every spurt, a hoarse cry forced from his throat with each spasm.

You willed your hips to slow to a lazy grind, ignoring the way your body screams at you for it. It’s a tantalizing feeling, dancing on the edge. You gasp when instead of going boneless, Lucio ruts his hips up in earnest, flinching at the overstimulation but desperate to please.

“I-I can do it, wan-want to feel you cum.”

You melt instantly, peppering grateful kisses all over his face, licking at his tears affectionately. He slides in and out of you with ease, his release making it wet and slippery, in the best way.

“Ohhh fine fine, w-whatever you want honey. be a good boy and move with me, jus’ a little more~” you breathe, forehead tipping forward to rest against his as your thighs start to shake. You can’t tell if it’s from the strain or the tidal waves of mind-numbing pleasure washing over you. Finally, you shatter, little “ah’s” tumbling from your parted lips as you tighten around him involuntarily, almost pushing him right out of you as you convulse around him.

Lucio moans in both pain and pleasure as you come around him, thighs shaking underneath yours before both of you collapse into the plush armchair.

“How do you feel, Luci?” You ask, fingers brushing through his damp hair, something he used to fuss at you about. But now he demands it almost every time after a rendezvous like this.

“Hrmmphhsshhhh.” Comes his comically unintelligible excuse for a response, and it tugs the corners of your lips into a fond smile. “I think I’ll be more erm... cautious when offered ‘invigorating jelly’ by red market merchants.”

[ikemenomegas]

Too cute

so my cats do this thing where they will groom each other, nap a bit, then start snapping at each other until they have a chase around the house

It was really difficult to cull this list, so I chose ones that seemed fun or obvious from my character list. The experience illuminated the separation and overlap between whumpable characters and ones you want to mess up with your own hands oop.

▷∥ Jihyun (V), Alucard, Joanne Harcourt, Kunikida, Dazai, Jōno, Sasuke, Itachi, Obito, Haku, Jiaoqiu, Sunday, Lucio, Asra, Yoshida

now, this list looks deceptively short, but as a vertical post is excruciatingly long. hopefully there's something for everyone, below the cut!

🐊 read until the end for a few extra treats🐊

Omegas who elicit cuteness aggression:

Jihyun (V)

Extremely biteable, extremely squishable, much more playful rather than passive after he learns how to put up boundaries. He's especially nice to overstimulate because he gets wriggly and does a particularly weird thing where he chirps at you, like calling you, and yes, it is very sweet because it's like a reassurance thing, but also it's a bit silly how it gets faster and more frequent the most overstimulated he is. He does overlap quite strongly with a whump factor. He is very pretty when he cries and when he behaves gently or pitifully this makes him even more biteable. Pounce on him. Nicely.

Alucard

Blonde goth sad boy aesthetic, especially with the season 4(?) outfit, makes you want to hug him. Harder. Harder!!! Squeeze him hard!! Luckily, he's very durable and tolerates this with good grace. Biting is interesting because of the whole vampire thing, which I like to think is mutually erotic if you both bite one another. He develops a bit of a degradation thing at some point, and he'll get cute and bratty if you tease him about being a needy little thing, letting you punish or goad him into compliance. He also has overlap with the whump part of the venn diagram but probably don't squish him when he's actually feeling down. Measure out the cuteness aggression by kissing him lots, it'll make you and him feel better.

Joanne Harcourt (before anyone gets stupid, when I talk about Joanne Harcourt he is of course aged up, having survived having the Earl Phantomhive as a friend and hopefully graduated from fantasy Eton little worse for wear)

Joanne gets overwhelmed easily, and whines and trembles when he is. It is exceedingly cute. Tall and willowy with a shy demeanor, luminous eyes, and lightly wind-blushed cheeks (oxford commas!), Joanne is a true English-rose of an omega in traditional high collars and never caught without gloves. If you want to be the one to mess him up with your own hands, you have to be a little bit willing to growl at other alphas who want to do the same but won't take responsibility for it. However, Joanne doesn't carry a strong "whump" factor. He mostly seems to elicit pity and protective instincts when he interacts with the worse part of Phantomhive's magic nonsense, or the underbelly of London.

Kunikida

I never said acting on cuteness aggression is smart with every omega. The first time you finally give in and just... nibble on him, I think Kunikida would start yelling "ouch, what was that for, what a degenerate alpha doing this where anyone can see" yadda yadda, etc etc, honestly a total diva about it, okay maybe you feel a tiny bit guilty, but that is what you love about him. He has a cranky old man attitude, no filter, and a tsundere demeanor that absolutely doesn't land with everyone, but it's extremely funny to make him mad, you get why Dazai does it, and in your case the more he puffs like a done kettle, the more you want to pin him down and make him yell more (he yells after you leave him covered in marks too 😈, it's a shame you're too tired from making them to do more)

Megumi

Triggers cuteness aggression and is just aggressive rip. Snappish, sullen, extremely shy when he reciprocates romantic affection (because it means confronting feelings besides justified irritation and righteous anger and self-effacement). You'd think he'd have Sasuke energy but he's more grumbly than outright lowkey hateful to individuals but does occasionally exhibit some like, aggressive puppy behavior, including the "gets tired and just lays tummy-up on the floor". He's also a little bit used to it. His... Gojo, Gojo's alpha, his sister's friends (Tsumiki knows him too well to be taken in most of the time), Yuuji, Maki... you get it. It's that cute face and "you can't make me admit I like attention" that draws everyone.

Sasuke

Unlike his glass doll of a brother, Sasuke can take some roughhousing and is used to it... from his brother, but also from Shisui and some other cousins/mentors (more on this later). He's sort of resigned to it when he first realizes his alpha is sneaking in some extra squishing or nibbling (as long as it's not so visible it ruins his image). Later though, he starts to expect it and will pout mightily if you don't roughhouse with him extoling both his behavioral and physical delights. This happens the first time during a heat and he is ruthless after, due to being thoroughly embarrassed. When you tone it down to give him time to calm down... he gets petty. Don't you think he's cute anymore! Why aren't you pinching his thighs or his butt when he walks by, why don't you "sneak" up behind him and burry your face in his shirt! Thus comes a rare moment of him sitting on your lap when you're reading and intentionally being cute and putting your hand on his legs to tell you to get on with it again.

Jiaoqiu

The first thing is he makes cute sounds. When he yawns it's like a kitten or a puppy yawning. If you rub his ears or massage behind them, he can make this high-pitched sighing sound that is so cute it literally can flatten someone. The second thing is that his fur parts are so soft he has to scold you for touching him too much/all the time, squeezing too hard like a rambunctious pup. If you look pathetic about it, he will show you how to grab him in ways that are not uncomfortable (and my even lead to something else 😉). The third thing is he is cute when he is cooking (or making medicine but we have to have some self-control). He hums to himself and shuffles in place like he's dancing when he's cooking, and he's so happy when something tastes good. He doesn't cry but super spicy things still make him look uncomfortable and there's something to be said for having to baby him while he's enjoying the pain.

Sunday

He is typically so stiff and anxious it is very difficult to find him doing anything interesting enough to be considered cute, unless you clock this behavior as just really strange and then it becomes sad because it's to do with the collision of personality and upbringing making him really scared to make a "wrong" move. This isn't the part that inspires cuteness aggression. When he finally loosens up (literally, like his tie isn't tight enough to choke him anymore if he's not keeping perfect posture), that's when this show of trust and vulnerability inspires a slightly unfortunate urge to do to him what you cannot reasonably do to small, cute animals. His alpha feel really badly the first time they leave bruises from grabbing his thighs far too hard. Sunday is scared by the cognitive dissonance of his sculpted persona not being the kind of person to let his happen and the marks being result of an unguardedness that felt so good it feels wrong now that he's out of that headspace. It takes a lot of work both with and without a partner to for him to accept the natural messiness of intimacy.

Levi

Oh boy, another grumpy old man. At this point, I think it's to do with my tastes, but I won't apologize for it! Personally, I find the grumpiness cute, like with a grumpy cat. Rbf-disgruntled Levi is just a cute Levi (can be drawn in for some mutual snarking if in public, otherwise just be near him so he's not awkward and alone), a sleepy Levi is a cute Levi (that needs your shoulder as a pillow stat). He's not so cute when he's dressing down a cadet who nearly took another cadet's head off but at least that's not you because Levi has a competency kink. He has this very alert yet relaxed, dare I say perky, way of walking when you tidy your shared spaces to his satisfaction, it makes his butt look very cute and he kind of knows it. Mostly he's the target of cuteness aggression when you're being intimate together. His face just makes you want to bite him and touch him and make him cry more, he needs to fall apart and let you take care of everything.

Omegas with cuteness aggression:

Dazai

He's someone who makes you want to mess him up. Those big pouty eyes, and soft, mischievous mouth, the lanky clumsiness all puts ideas in your head all too easily. However, your impulse absolutely pales compared to his. Dazai is someone who goes above and beyond the simply "want to bite, want to squeeze, want to pinch" of cuteness aggression (see exhibit A, blowing up an old partner he has complex feelings for's car). He isn't destructive with his Alpha, but he isn't above tricking them into situations he will find them cute or responding in a cute way. Innocent methods include trying on cute accessories and going extra cute cafes so his alpha get excited about the food. Less innocent methods include getting himself used as ransom or putting you in a situation where you experience other emotional upheaval (with a suitable catharsis of course).

Obito (and Tobi)

I mean, you had to see this coming, right? The jokester with a savior complex, ridiculously devoted to the people he loves, puts them on a pedestal. Of course he has moments where he thinks his alpha is the cutest thing in the world. And then there's this itch in his teeth that can't be satisfied by anything except for biting, or wrestling, pushing, shoving, play fighting. A non-massacre Obito tones it down a littlem but he's well known to simply enjoy cute things, small animals, sweet old people, butterflies. No one's surprised that he chooses an alpha who matches this aesthetic sensibility of his. He has ADHD so bad (basically as bad as Naruto) and one of the things he hyper-focuses on is his mate, to the point he'll have something similar to Kakashi vs Guy level fights around the village where his blood is pounding, he keeps looking behind him, grinning like mad because isn't his alpha just perfect, so cute how they can't catch him yet, that focused look on their face, ah, that's a clone, the real one's on his left. They've got him and he's got them.

Jōno

Are all of these omegas a little scary?! Scary pretty husbands. Yes. A rarer but no less beloved breed. It doesn't matter than Jōno can't see you, since he can sense changes in your moods and hear everything (rip to your privacy when he's curious). He finds it extremely cute when his alpha is flustered, if his alpha laughs quietly and no one but him can tell they think something is funny, if his alpha gets irritated by people being rude and uses their skills to fix the problem (or even if they just grit their teeth and bear it to preserve decorum), if his alpha does silly things like stockpile way too much of a favorite snack when it's on sale... He knows some of it's silly, but apparently silly is what love makes you. His version of cuteness aggression ranges from saying he wants you to guide him and mushing himself against your side and grabbing your arms too tight to fantasizing about living his life as a vapor so that he can literally sink into your lungs and tissues. He knows this is abnormal, but so is a lot about him, so he keeps these thoughts mostly to himself and limits himself to using very small parts of himself (mostly with permission) or just pressing himself as tightly to your body as possible.

Itachi

Itachi also elicits cuteness aggression, but his reaction outweighs his alpha's and he also gets overwhelmed with others offering those kinds of outbursts at him so he prefers his alpha not to do it [too aggressively]. His cuteness aggression = his feral kitten energy showing. It started with Sasuke. Itachi finds Sasuke unutterably adorable. However, itach is also very reserved and has limited attention to dispense to others, so apart from holding Sasuke all the time when he was a baby and later finding that his hands sort of clench and his teeth ache when his alpha does something very attractive (mitigated by his shuffling closer and perhaps tugging their sleeve so they scent him thoroughly and make him melty and too weak to do anything silly), he never acts on it. Even when he knows what the feeling is, it's mildly disturbing for him to be hit with a destructive urge directed at someone infinitely precious to him, so he mostly attempts to resist it. He's happy enough with a pillow to make biscuits upon if you give it to him (but he'll also be happy to do something like suck on your fingers).

Haku

Haku has a strong affinity for dark mischief and the attitude that necessity is a good excuse for any course of action. He has no qualms about an urge to squeeze his alpha until their bones creak or shaking them until they're dizzy or gnawing on them while they pat his head or biting at their neck and chest and scratching them silly until even they struggle or, or.... okay better calm down now. Sometimes his mate catches him staring at them with this rather intense look, smiling, leaning his head on his hand. Every time you ask him what he's thinking about, he says something that is either nonsensical, or simply distracting like how he spotted a bird in the plants behind you, or something embarrassing about how much he appreciates you, or some other compliment. It's disarming because he's a teeny tiny bit concerned you'll be taken aback by what's in his head. It's better to fantasize anyway where reality cannot bridge the gap.

Lucio

Lucio has a really bad case of cuteness aggression, and he's both obnoxious and loud about it. He's also kind of a wimp though so it comes across more like his typical bratting behavior and is pretty easy to turn the tables on him. Unlike some of the others, this doesn't quiet his mind and get him to back off but makes him more aggressive. If you get him into a spare room or a dark corner, or even his room since somehow the count doesn't do any counting, trying to deal with him, he just gets mouthier and mouthier until the exertion catches up with him and the energy is all worked out. He'll openly say whatever he is thinking. To others, if they were to hear, it may seem a bit scary, but his alpha treats him more like one of his big hounds, ruffling his hair, tickling his tummy, and his teeth aren't so sharp for them.

Asra

I'm pretty sure he engages in some behavior drawn from this emotion in the game. Asra's icon is a fox and his familiar is a snake, he loves twisty puzzles and causing an innocent amount of trouble. Sometimes you catch him digging his fingers into his scarf or bag and staring at you, his lovely eyes practically predatory. He's entirely unrepentant about it. Biting his alpha is something he portions out, lest they get used to it, because the cute, surprised yelp is part of the charm. His cuteness aggression is primarily contained within his thoughts, during which he will just sit happily or wriggle around in a stack of pillows while thinking about the cute things his alpha has done.

Yoshida

He already "liked" Denji so much he ***** and helped ****** and got him*******, it might be scarier to see what he does to someone he loves. Octopi often cannibalize their mates too, as he frequently reminds you when he starts nibbling on you while you're still knotted together. Yoshida is very good at blending in, remaining just the right amount of visible, but with his alpha, he likes to flirt, to fluster, to make them slightly embarrassed or knock them off balance. He likes to cling and suck bruises on your skin, mostly for him, but it's nice when someone who's looking sees it and gets secondhand embarrassment, especially when his alpha mostly looks shy and a bit pleased, like he's given them an amethyst or ruby or a mother-of-pearl to wear rather than just a bruise.

Honorable mentions:

Fukuzawa and Akutagawa both inspire semi-infrequent bouts of cuteness aggression. Fukuzawa usually tolerates his alpha's with good grace, although he feels a bit cornered if you're loud about it out of doors, he is deliciously quiet, if that's a turn-on for anyone. If you try and bite Akutagawa without warning... you'll end up being very grateful for his good reflexes. He doesn't like it much. He's afraid he'll hurt you so probably don't startle him, okay?

Satoru has a mild case of cuteness aggression, but he isn't used to touching people, so he mainly acts annoying about it when he finds you cute. Sometimes he'll yank you in and rub his cheek on you, but it's all an act, usually to put some nosey omega off. Shisui can be an abominable menace in the same vein, eating with his eyes and storing away every memory of anything that endears him since he's unused to contact not associated with either family or violence. Before he's comfortable, he'll do it the same way, too possessive to let the one he wants completely go, but knowing he can't flaunt a claim he doesn't have with anymore more substantial than his presence. Satoru occasionally does something so cute his alpha wants to run at his screaming to bite his throat, but he usually ruins it by saying something stupid. The same impulse in Shisui's alpha scares him so he does the same, redirecting them, once by giving them a literal chew toy, which was a very low moment for their ego.

Aventurine likes to annoy people he finds fascinating. It wasn't always this way, but he likes to give real excuse to people he's worried won't like him, rather than have them hate him for his eyes or his blood or his money or his unattainability or his slutty waist or any of a dozen other things he hardly has control over. When he finally is interested in an alpha, the interest is both irritating and endearing (for him). When he finds them cute, there several layers of panic suddenly embedded under that feeling, under that desire. This ratchets his emotions up high enough that suddenly he wants you small enough to squeeze in his palms, wants to strangle you with pearls, wants you studded with emeralds and sapphires and rubies like they'd made up a stained-glass window you crashed through. The world made sure he was perfectly capable of very visceral violence and he has a very good memory. He bares his teeth in the mirror and sees if he can scare you off so he can stop worrying about this new vulnerability.

Toge lives daily with the knowledge that opening his mouth could hurt his mate very badly, a fact which easily lends itself to intrusive thoughts. He could make them do anything, embarrass them by demanding cute but embarrassing behaviors, command them to stop breathing unless they're looking at him, tell them come to me and see how far they'll go to do so, beg them to put their mouth on him just so he can see that adorable, glassy-eyed looked they get when they taste him for long enough. In some ways they're nice fantasies, where he has a voice he's able to use, where the danger sealed inside him is dangerous but also, not really because it's not his mate, it's a figment of his imagination. When he sees his mate do something cute, habit denies him, but his chest aches to say something but saying anything normal could have unbearable consequences. Sometimes, when his mate catches him in the midst of these daydreams, it helps him to just squeeze them hard and purr, making some kind of noise that tells them how he really feels.

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

hello I hope your having a good day! I was wondering if you could write for the arcana mane 6 comforting reader when she had a bad/stressful day? Js something fluffy and cute :3

Case of the Blues

|| main 6 x fem!reader

|| Warnings; reader feeling down, the main 6 comforting her, brief hints at sex but nothing actually said or overly hinted at

|| Summary; when the main 6 find reader, they comfort her to the best of their abilities. Each in their own styles.

Requests open!

Started; November 9th

Finished; November 9th

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Countess Nadia

She knows by now what all your tells are, it didn't take her long to figure out you were feeling down. Nadia would call for Portia, requesting your favourite comfort food to be made for dinner that evening. Then Nadia would call off anything she had to do for that day. Luckily, today there wasn't anything too major. Just small meetings with the court that Nadia could just reschedule anyways.

Getting you in her arms would be her top priority. Once Nadia had you in bed, she'd shower you in kisses. Asking what was wrong and if there was anything she could do for you. If you told her, Nadia would sit and listen. Providing advice should you ask. She always seemed to know just what to say, especially when it came to you.

If you decided on being silent with her, Nadia would never force you to speak to her. But she would feel a little hurt that you were shutting her out. Instead, she would focus on the physical comfort over emotional and mental. Giving you any kind of attention you wanted... yes, any. Nadia was yours just as much as you were hers; something she would never let you forget. Not that you had any complaints, though.

And it worked nearly every time, making you feel better than you had all day.

Count Lucio

Believe it or not, he does notice when his favourite magician is feeling down. Lucio doesn't always know what to do at first, asking some of the palace workers for advice until he settles on something he likes. And figured you would like too.

When he finds you, he scoops you up into his arms. Ignoring your protests at being carried, saying how he's "trying to be your hero! let me do my thing!" and eventually you calm down. Allowing him to carry you to the palace's luxury baths.

At the baths, he tells the servants there to leave the two of you be. Then disrobes you and himself before heading in, gesturing for you to follow him.

Once settled in his arms, he holds you close. Pampering you and kisses and asking how you're feeling. If you tell him, he does his best to listen. And if its a rant about someone in particular, Lucio hates that person along with you. "ugh I can't believe they did that!" "no way???" "nobody speaks to my mc like that and gets away with it". Honestly Lucio lives for the drama.

But if you choose not to tell him, much like Nadia he's happy just providing you with kisses.

Portia Devorak

Just like you, Portia's pretty exhausted after her day in the palace. But when she comes home to find you looking rather down, almost subconsciously petting Pepi in your lap... she knows what she's gotta do. Portia's the type to worry about herself last; if at all. So you know this girl is doing everything she can for you.

Making you a calming tea, your favourite snacks, then cuddling up with you and Pepi. Listening as you rant to her. Much like Lucio, if the rant is about a particular person... Portia is your number one defender. You may need to hold her back from marching out of the cottage and finding whoever it was that wronged you herself. How dare someone make her favourite girl in the world sad? She'd handle it, if you let her.

Julian Devorak

Oh boy. When he found you feeling down, he was all over you with concern. First Julian made sure to cross off any illness possibilities; checking your forehead, etc. When he was satisfied that you were alright in that sense, he'd run off to get you water and a snack. Just to be extra sure about your health and all. And when he'd return, Julian would sit and listen as you talked to him about your day.

He would feel bad for you, wishing that whatever had you feeling down was happening to him instead. Despite Nazali's warnings at not being so self sacrificing. Julian loved you, he couldn't help it. He hated seeing those he cared about in any kind of pain he couldn't fix.

But Julian would damn well do anything he could to try and fix it. Giving you whatever kind of comfort you needed. Cuddles? Stories? Kisses? Laughter? You name it, you got it. Even if he may have to pull a few strings.

Asra

Asra's known you for ages, after all he taught you to be human again. So of course he would immediately recognize that look in your eyes. He'd ask you what was wrong, bringing you upstairs to talk about it as Faust came and joined you. Lounging in the space between the two of you.

You would talk to Asra; there was little you felt you couldn't admit to him. It had always been easy having conversations with the magician. He'd listen, letting you get everything out before offering comfort and especially advice. Even offering to do a tarot reading for you, should the situation require another set of eyes and advice.

You'd listen to everything he had to say, taking in his words like a fresh breeze on a rough day. Finding it was exactly what you needed to hear. As it often was. He'd then give your hand a squeeze and lips a kiss, before making your favourite meal for dinner. Comforting you was something he had become skilled in doing over the years. After all, you were his mc.

Muriel

Muriel would return to his hut to find you cuddled up with Inanna. He could tell you weren't quite yourself. He'd give you the time you needed, knowing that sometimes people just need to be left alone until they're ready. And by the time you were, he was making dinner for the two of you as he felt your arms try to wrap around his back. Muriel would look to you, bringing you in a little closer. Placing a soft kiss to your forehead.

He wouldn't ask what was wrong right away. Waiting to see if you would start the conversation. If you did, he would listen. Occasionally nodding to show you he was paying attention as he made dinner. But if you didn't talk first, he would feel a little flustered as he'd awkwardly stutter out the question. Asking you how you were feeling.

Should you decide to say nothing about it to him, Muriel would respect that. Being a man of so few words himself he hardly minded. But he would be bothered about whatever seemed to have you so down. Wondering if it was something he had done or someone else. As long as you assure him it wasn't his fault, he'd be okay.

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Notes; not used to writing for Portia, Julian, Asra or Muriel. So I hope you all found them to be decently accurate 🙏

[valentinosrealwife]

Here’s love letters from Lucio and Sage!!!( o ⊰ o)♥ +Muriel

For Muriel I don’t have his actual letter but I found it on Reddit then on Pinterest

[m-musings]

Headcanons: Cuddling with the Arcana Men

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

Word Count:599

Warnings: none just fluff :)

Asra:

Laying down and cuddling with Asra is always enjoyable!

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

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

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

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

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

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

Julian:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Muriel:

Cuddling with Muriel is just so nice!

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lucio:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[marixrose]

The Arcana when they walk in on you changing:

(They haven’t seen you without clothes yet)

Asra: When he walks in and sees you, he quickly looks away and asks if he can grab something real quick. If you say yes he will grab whatever he went in there for and quickly leave. If you say no, he will immediately leave and respect your privacy. He will apologize later on for just walking in there without knocking.

Julian: He will smirk but then become aware that you might be uncomfortable. So he leaves and closes the door and speaks with you from behind the door. “Sorry about that Darling, I don’t know what came over me. Please forgive me.” He waits until you're done getting dressed to do whatever he needs to do.

Muriel: He walks in not even noticing you at first, you're frozen staring at him in horror. Once he meets your eyes, he too freezes and blushes. He quickly looks away and mutters out a “Sorry” before rushing out of the hut. When he returns he apologizes about a hundred times before he accepts that you have forgiven him.

Lucio: Has no shame at all. He walks in, compliments you, stares, then leaves. You yell at him later on about how that wasn’t very polite, but all he does is shrugs. If it really bothers you, you will have him sit down and have a long conversation with him for him to not be doing these things when you are not comfortable yet.

[im-ovulating]

I’m not familiar with the 2024 kinktober list-

but would you be interested in Lucio (The Arcana) X Reader: breeding link &/or body worship?

Another idea I had is (dominant) Lucio brat-taming the Reader (who’s still enjoying herself).

I would really like either one.

(A/n: Kinktober Day 5/15 and we're a third of the way done! Fun fact: this was supposed to be day 4, but I decided my memory was more trustworthy than the written-out list that includes the day number and the dates. The list that I personally wrote. So... there's that.)

Word Count: 991

Summary- Lucio has his own ways to show you how beautiful you are.

Warnings: Body worship, breeding kink, creampie, OOC Lucio (I honestly haven't played this game in over 2 years, so I wouldn't be surprised is this is extremely OOC...)

Age Rating: 18+ Minors DNI

Count Lucio x Fem! Reader: TLC

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You lie in bed, your bare skin pressed against Lucio's as he showers you in gentle kisses. His strong, calloused hands caress your soft curves reverently, worshiping every inch of your body.

"My beautiful, darling Y/n," he murmurs between kisses, his voice laced with adoration. "You have no idea how utterly breathtaking you are." His lips trail down your neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. "So perfect, so lovely. I'm the luckiest man alive to have you in my arms."

Lucio's hand slides down to your hips, pulling you flush against him. You can feel his hardness pressing into you, and a shiver of anticipation runs through your body. "You drive me wild, my love," he growls, grinding against you. "I need you, all of you. Let me show you how desirable you are."

His hand slips between your thighs, stroking your slick folds. You gasp at the electric sensation, arching into his touch. "That's it, darling," Lucio coos. "You're so responsive, so sensitive. I'm going to fill you up, breed you until you're overflowing with my seed and until there is no doubt in that pretty little head of yours that you're gorgeous."

Your breath catches as Lucio's words wash over you, igniting a fire within. His hands roam your body reverently, worshiping every curve and dip. You melt into his touch, all your insecurities melting away under his adoring gaze.

"Lucio," you breathe, arching against him. "I need you, please."

His lips capture yours in a searing kiss, swallowing your desperate pleas. His fingers deftly part your folds, teasing your sensitive bundle of nerves. You gasp and tremble, heat pooling low in your belly.

"That's it, my love," Lucio murmurs, his voice thick with desire. "Let me make you feel beautiful."

He lines himself up, the tip of his hardness brushing against your slick entrance. With a slow, sensual roll of his hips, he slides into you, filling you to the hilt. You cry out, pleasure coursing through you.

"So perfect," he growls, his hips picking up a steady rhythm. "So tight, so responsive. You were made for this, darling. Made to be filled by me."

His hands grip your hips, pulling you into each driving thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air, mingling with your breathless moans.

"That's it, my beautiful girl," Lucio praises. "Take it all. Let me breed you, mark you as mine."

You moan in blissful surrender, lost in the sensations Lucio is expertly drawing from your body. His hips snap against yours in a primal rhythm, driving his thick hardness deep inside you. Every stroke sets off sparks of pleasure, leaving you trembling and aching for more.

"Lucio, yes!" you cry out, your nails raking down his back. "Don't stop, please…I need you."

He growls low in his throat, his fingers digging into your hips as he pounds into you relentlessly. "That's my good girl," he praises, his voice dripping with carnal desire. "Taking me so well, so perfectly. You were made for this, weren't you? Made to be claimed and bred by me."

The coil of tension within you tightens with each punishing thrust, building towards an exquisite release. You cling to Lucio, your bodies moving together in a primal dance of lust and passion.

"Lucio, I'm so close," you whimper, your walls fluttering around his thick length. "Please, don't stop..,"

You writhe beneath Lucio's skilled ministrations, your body alight with unbridled desire. His hips grind against yours in a steady, relentless rhythm, filling you to the brim with his impressive girth.

"That's it, my beautiful darling," he murmurs, his voice dripping with wanton need. "Let go. Let yourself feel the pleasure I'm giving you."

His lips trail scorching kisses down your neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. You shiver with delight, arching into his touch. The coil of tension within you tightens with each punishing thrust, building towards an exquisite release.

"You feel so good, so perfect around me," Lucio growls, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your hips. "Made to be bred, to be claimed as mine."

His pace quickens, driving his thick, throbbing length deep inside you. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air, mingling with your breathless moans of ecstasy.

"Lucio, please!" you cry out, your nails raking down his muscular back. "I'm so close, don't stop!"

"That's it, my love," he purrs, his lips brushing against yours. "Come undone for me. Let me fill you up, mark you as mine."

With a few more powerful thrusts, you shatter, your orgasm washing over you in crashing waves of bliss. Your walls flutter and clench around Lucio's throbbing length, pulling him over the edge with you.

He buries himself to the hilt, a guttural groan escaping his lips as he spills his seed deep inside you. You whimper, trembling in the aftermath of your shared release, utterly sated and content.

Lucio gathers you in his strong, trembling arms, peppering your face with tender kisses. "My beautiful, perfect Y/n," he murmurs, his voice thick with awe and reverence.

Lucio's fingers trail lazily down your spine, eliciting a shiver that sets your nerve endings alight. "The way you respond to my touch, the way you give yourself over to me so completely…" His grip tightens minutely, a possessive edge creeping into his tone. "It's intoxicating, my love. You make me want to claim you, to mark you as mine in the most primal of ways."

Lifting your chin, he captures your lips in a searing, all-consuming kiss that steals your breath away. When he finally pulls back, his eyes are molten with undisguised desire. "And I will, my darling," he murmurs, the promise in his voice sending a delicious thrill racing down your spine. "Again and again, until there is no doubt in your mind that you are the most desirable, the most cherished woman in all the realms."

[tinyproprodigy]

ASRA

1 - "I'll be waiting..." (NB) - ☁️

2 - " caught you" (NB) - 💮

3 - "it's always you getting hurt...idiot" (NB) - 💜💮

MURIEL

1 - "New years love" (NB) - 💮

2 - "prystin" - 💮🥀

3 - "it's always you getting hurt...idiot" - 💜💮

LUCIO

1 - "new year, new scheme" 💮

2 - " entranced fool" (pt1) 💮🥀

3 - "it's always you getting hurt...idiot" - 💜💮

JULIAN

1 - "A sober New Year" 💮🥀 💮🥀

2 - "it's always you getting hurt...idiot" - 💜💮

3 - "Letter to you." 🥀

NADIA

2 - "it's always you getting hurt...idiot" - 💜💮

PORTIA

1 - "You need rest too" - 💮🥀

2 - "it's always you getting hurt...idiot" - 💜💮

More coming soon...

[sehnsuchts-trunken]

The Arcana Masterlist

as always, if you want to read everything i've written about this, including match ups and all, click here

Lucio:

Pillow Fight

Home

Reunion

Puppy Count

Staring is Impolite

Julian:

I'm Going Insane

Hurt

Look at You

Headcanons #1

[mello-bee]

quick lucio drawing ft. my mc and Melchior

(is the fandom still dead)

[soulless-angel25]

Whumperless Whump Event: Day 28 Prompt- Nothing behind the eyes: Fully unconscious / Force feeding / “It's just me, go back to sleep.” @seth-whumps

Fandom: The Arcana Characters: Reader, Lucio

[Reader is player]

[Warning: Minor implied somnophilia]

AO3 Link!

Your eyes blearily opened as you felt movement against your body, a small noise of confusion came from your mouth as you tried to turn to see what was going on. All though as you attempted to do so Lucio draped his arm across your stomach.

"It's just me dearest, go back to sleep," his voice was soothing.

Soothing enough that you barely felt the hand slipping down, under the waist band of your undergarments.

[multifandomhellisfrozenover]

Here me out.

There is a Lestat to Count Lucio pipeline and I only realized this after watching the movie again.

[chiyoso]

.....rekindling my flame for the arcana fuck 🥹

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝟑 𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐂𝐒

count lucio x reader

⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒!┊nsfw!! sub!lucio, dom!apprentice, aphrodisiacs, library sex, slight dacryphilia, slight overstim, begging, afab anatomy for reader.

⋆ ࣪. ❤︎ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒!┊2.4k+

↳ 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐌.𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

The comforting silence of the palace library is spliced by a deep sigh, followed by the noisy creaking of an armchair being leaned into. You choose to ignore it, still sucked into the thick magical tome propped up by another stack of books of similar topics.

Your eye twitches when you hear Lucio sigh again, half-whining into the stale air of the room. The ex-count didn’t share your passion for reading, nor the constant stuffing of the mind with knowledge. Unfortunately, that didn’t deter him from insisting on accompanying you when you participated in such activities. He still followed you around like a puppy, even with his body now restored and the chains of your bond didn’t demand close proximity. 

You enjoyed his company, truly, but you wished he’d sit your library visits out.

Your eyes skim over the same sentence a fifth time, Lucio’s constant shuffling and noise-making preventing you from taking it in properly.

You desperately try to re-immerse yourself into your studying, but another sigh that sounds more like a cry for attention weasels through the air and you throw your pen down on the table in frustration. You scowl, throwing a pointed glance over your shoulder at Lucio, a complaint on the tip of your tongue before it falls right off. The fact that he’s staring right at you isn’t what surprises you, no, it’s the absolute rapture in his silver gaze as he does so.

Keep reading

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

me trying to lure the arcana fandom over to my page while shaking a little bag of treats that's actually just x reader fics

yes i will write your little fantasies for you

just drop a request 🙏

[valentinosrealwife]

2020 me was punching the air each time Lucio said some selfish shit to me😭✋🏼

[m-musings]

Headcanons: The Arcana Characters Love Languages

A/N: probably gonna do this for all the fandoms i write for so expect a lot of the same stuff in the coming times. anywaysss enjoy! :)

Word Count: 761 Warnings/Other Notes: no warnings!

Asra:

Asra's love language is Gift Giving/ Receiving.

Anytime they're away from the shop, they always manage to find something that reminds them of you,

Whether it's a trinket of some sort or a food you may like, they're buying it as soon as they see it.

No matter what it is, there is always some thoughtfulness behind the gift that warms your heart.

And if you get them something in return? Asra's admiration of you grows tenfold.

if that gift is small enough, you can bet that they're bring it along with them on all of their travels. They love having something to remember you by when not physically with you.

Nadia:

Nadia's love language would be Acts of Service.

After running a country essentially by herself, she finds herself most comfortable when doing things for the people she cares about.

If you were to need anything, she would help you get it in anyway she could.

She has her servants run errands for you, she'll help you clean the magic shop, or she'll even cook your favorite meal for you.

Even if you insist that she doesn't have to go to those lengths, she'll sweetly reassure you that she enjoys doing those thing for you.

And she's eternally grateful when in exchange, you offer to take care of some of her own duties when she needs to take a day or two off.

Julian:

Julian's love language is definitely Words of Affirmation.

This man is so genuine and charming, even his casual comments can have you swooning into his arms.

If he notices you're feeling down or you've done something you're proud of, Julian is always sure to compliment you to raise your spirits.

Even if you're just lounging around on a comfy chair, he's quick to tell you how much he loves you.

You just mean so much to him, it's hard for him to keep his thoughts to himself when he's near you.

And when he's silently dealing with his past doubts about himself, he really appreciates when you come around and remind him how far he's come since then.

Muriel:

Muriel's love language is Quality Time!

He's never been the most talkative person or the most touchy-feely, but he enjoys spending a quiet moment with you.

After a long, stressful day, his favorite thing to do is sit in front of the fireplace with you and Inanna to decompress for a bit.

If he has things to do around the forest, Muriel loves when you're right there beside him, even if he doesn't need help with his tasks.

He does have his moments where he will distance himself from you for a bit, but he always comes back to you, happy that you like being around him even on the bad days.

Even if he doesn't always say it, you know Muriel adores you just by how much time he spends around you.

Portia:

Portia's love language is also Gift Giving!

She loves to bake and craft, so anytime she can manage it, she's making you something filled with all the love she can put into it.

She is so in tune with all of your interests that she is always able to give you something that she knows that you will enjoy!

On the rare occasion that she buys you something, she'll always find a way to add a personal touch.

When you make or purchase a present for her, you're also sure to get a treat for Pepi.

It makes Portia cry tears of joy every single time, she loves the fact that you thought of her best feline friend in addition to herself.

Lucio:

And finally, Lucio's love language is Physical Touch!

He is one touch starved son of a bitch, I'll tell you that much. With his mother being the way she was, he craves the loving embrace of another person.

Any chance he can get, he's scooping you into his arms and dropping the both of you onto his bed for a long awaited snuggle session.

Even if you're busy with something else, he will find any way to stick to you, be it with a single kiss on the cheek or full on pulling you into his awaiting lap.

On days where he's not feeling like his usual self, he seeks you out and when he finds you, he's pulling you to a comfortable surface to plop his head onto your thighs.

If you run your fingers through his hair, you'll find him humming contently after a while, relishing in the warm gentleness of your touch.