#julain the arcana

[kaizoku-musume]

Hold My Breath

Entry #2 in @xxsycamore’s Visions of Temptation kinktober event. Link to Ao3 here.

Fandom: Arcana

Pairing: Julian x OC (Casimir)

Word count: 2.3k

Prompts: Pegging | Choking

This was torture. There Casimir was, wearing a gorgeous red lingerie outfit made up of a sheer corset, stockings, and see through panties, sitting on Julain’s chest with an arm stretched behind them to open themself up, and Julian wasn’t allowed to touch. Okay, that wasn’t completely true, because his hands were definitely planted on Cas’ thighs, but he wasn’t allowed to help stretch them out for him, and that was just too sad.

Julian’s dismay must have shown on his face, because Cas rolled his eyes. “I’m doing this all for you, and you’re still complaining?”

“Pfft, of course not,” Julian ran his hands up and down the fabric of the stockings, admiring the shade on Casimir, “this is a wonderful birthday present, truly. I couldn’t appreciate it more. I only wish I could be more involved to take the burden off you.”

Casimir snorted, “Yeah, sure, that’s why you want to finger me, because of the burden. Which burden are you talking about, the one on me or your cock?” Despite his predicament, Julian snickered at the joke. “Can’t you be satisfied with sucking my cock like we agreed?”

“I most certainly would be, but I don’t see the cock in question, so alas, I’m currently left bereft,” Julian opined with no small amount of drama.

“My bad, I thought you’d want to appreciate the sight longer, should have known you couldn’t stand not having your mouth stuffed,” Cas tugged the hem of his panties down freeing his hard cock from its tight, small confines. Seeing the outline of it bulging through the material had been alluring, but nothing compared to seeing Casimir’s pretty cock in its entirety.

Julian gripped Casimir’s thighs and guided them forward where Julian’s head rested on a pile of pillows. “Hello there,” he kissed the tip of Cassie’s dick in greeting.

“Oh my gods, can you stop talking to my cock already? It’s not going to respond,” Casimir grumbled.

“Sure it does,” Julian blew directly on the glans, causing the shaft to twitch, “See?”

“Ugh, just get on with it already,” Casimir dismissively waved at Julian with his free hand.

“Gladly,” Julian said before he took Casimir’s dick in hand, stroking the shaft as he gave attention to the head first. He started off with little kitten licks right at the tip where Casimir was just starting to leak precome, circling the round head. When Casimir made an impatient noise, Julian took the head in his mouth, suckling at the sensitive tissue, egged on by the small noises spilling out of Casimir. He could happily do this all day, just work on Casimir’s pillow-soft cockhead, but the mage would get annoyed, so before too long, Julian began sucking Cas’ cock for real.

Julian wrapped his lips tight around Casimir’s shaft, slowly taking in inch by inch, bobbing his head and jerking off what wasn’t in his mouth at the time. Cas’ hips made small jerking motions, caught between two different sensations, but they never made an attempt to control the pace. So Julian took his time with it, lavishing Casimir with as much attention as he wanted.

He would take a break to lick down the veins running down their shaft, then go back to taking nearly the full length in his mouth, tongue dancing up and down, hand squeezing around the base just in case Cassie was close. When it looked like Casimir was getting used to the rhythm of Julian’s movements, he pulled off and mouthed at their balls, carefully popping one into his mouth while he rolled the other between his fingers.

Julian quickly lost time like that, playing with Casimir’s cock to his heart’s content. He did notice when Casimir made a hissing noise, stomach briefly tensing up. “Fid you a’ anofer fin’er?” he purposefully asked while he was otherwise occupied.

“You have to stop doing that,” Casimir said, voice strained. He was definitely three fingers deep now-he liked using more fingers to make up for how shallow they reached inside him. He wasn’t able to reach his prostate from that angle, either. So Julian made up for it by deepthroating Casimir, nose buried in a shortly trimmed patch of curls. “Fuuuuuck, fuck, fuck,” Casimir cursed, hand grasping onto Julian’s hair, That-you don’t have to stop doing that.”

Julian stayed there for as long as he could, Cassie’s cock buried to the root in his throat. He could feel his throat constricting around the intrusion, tears gathering in the corners of his eyes from it and the lack of air. When he could no longer withstand it, he slowly drew off their cock, tongue trailing along the shaft, experience the only thing keeping him from choking. Now that Casimir was almost ready, Julian wanted to hurry and make him come.

So he pulled out all the stops, one hand stroking and twisting around Casimir’s base while he used the other to roll his balls between his fingers, bobbing his head along the rest of Cas’ length, tongue focused on giving attention to the glans while his saliva eased the way. Casimir’s moaning grew louder and higher-pitched, the arm behind him working feverishly to open himself up for Julian’s cock. Julian peered up at Casimir, watching him quickly break down.

Casimir only lasted for about a minute under Julian’s best efforts, shaking apart under his orgasm. Julian swallowed him down with ease, slowly easing Casimir down from his high, pulling off his cock with relish.”Well, you were right, that was very satisfying,” Julian licked his lips, catching any stray drops.

“Didn’t shut you up as much as I wanted,” Casimir muttered, pulling his hand away from his ass and sliding down Julian’s body to settle at his waist.

“It never has before,” Julian said, hands going back to Cassie’s hips, “I applaud the effort, of course.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Casimir grumbled, lifting himself up and gripping Julian’s cock, lining it up with his entrance. He sank down, the tip popping in easily, but he had to bear down on the rest. Julian held still as Casimir’s delicious heat swallowed him up until he was fully seated, hips pressed together. Casimir took a few moments to adjust while Julian ran soothing hands along his thighs and waist. “You’ll appreciate this effort more, no doubt,” Casimir said before starting to move.

They began with short, shallow thrusts, lifting themselves only a couple of inches before dropping back down. It was a challenge for Julian no to buck into them to help them ride his dick, but it was what Casimir had requested, so all Julian could do was lie there and take it, watching Casimir gradually gain speed and momentum. “You’re right again, I am most definitely appreciating this effort,” Julian cupped Cassie’s ass with one hand, the other splayed out on the hem of Casimir’s stocking.

“I’m always right,” Casimir braced his hands on Julian’s chest for leverage as he rode him, “You just keep forgetting that.”

Julian took in the sight before him: of Casimir bouncing on his cock, stomach contracting with the effort, wavy green hair flying around his face, gasps and moans slipping out of him, lingerie hugging his curves in all the right places. “In my defense, I usually have something much more interesting to focus on and remember.”

“Flattery won’t get you anywhere when I’m already dolled up for you,” Casimir moaned in between thrusts, “You want to sweet talk me into something, do it after today’s sex marathon.”

That hadn’t quite been Julian’s intention, but he couldn’t deny a part of him was hoping Casimir would go easy on him. Because this was where the actual torture started-earlier was just a small taste to prepare him. Casimir kept full control of the pace, and he utilized that to his advantage.; he sped up until Julian was starting to get close only to slow down and bring him back from that edge, just to start the cycle all over again. It was payback for the blowjob, surely.

“This hardly seems fair,” Julian croaked after the fourth time Casimir edged him.

“For who?” Casimir argued, “The person doing all the work or the one reaping all the rewards?” Julian opened his mouth to make a counterpoint, but Cas beat him to it. “I don’t want to hear you muster up a token protest like you’re not actually enjoying this. We both know that’s bullshit. Or do I need to remind you of literally every other time?”

Julian snapped his mouth shut. He couldn’t refute that. Yes, this was agony, but it was the best kind. He wanted it to end but he also wanted it to go on forever. But was it really necessary for Casimir to point it out?

Casimir seemed to be losing steam, however. It was a hard position to maintain, and their thighs must have been burning by now. They were just grinding on his cock, rocking back and forth as they took themself in hand. “Look at that, you already get a break. You’re gonna have to take the reins for now,” they said as they stroked themself, pumping much faster than they were moving their hips, “I may have forgotten to take an energy potion.”

“Not a problem. Captain Julian is always prepared to take the helm!” Julian declared.

Casimir looked like they wanted to say something in response (complain about how cheesy that was, probably), but they were too close to properly form the words; syllables turned into gasps instead. A few more pumps and they were tumbling over the edge, ropes of come splashing into Julian’s stomach. Julian pet them through the orgasm, cooing words of praise that had Casimir playfully swatting his chest.

“Shall I help you off?” Julian offered, adding quickly, “Off me, I mean, of course, you’re not ready for another orgasm so soon.”

“Maybe you should take that as a sign that you use too many innuendos and knock it off,” Casimir waved off Julian’s wandering hands, “No, no, I plan on making you come like this, just give me a second.” True to their word, they began swirling their hips after a short breather, gyrating on Julian’s lap despite having just come.

Julian started to protest like an idiot-who in their right mind would turn this down?-but Casimir wrapped their hands around his throat, applying a light amount of pressure. That shut Julian up. Oh wow. Was Cas really going to-

“Just because it’s your birthday,” Casimir said as they began to gently squeeze, “I’m giving you extra special treatment.”

He was. Wow, this was a special day. Julian stared up at Casimir with stars in his eyes as his airflow was carefully cut off. He dug his nails into Cas’ waist as the mage kicked up the pace of his grinding.

Casimir waited until Julian was noticeably starting to feel the strain of the lack of air before easing off, allowing Julian the opportunity to gulp down a couple of breaths before Casimir closed his hands around his windpipe again. Casimir only repeated the process a few times, but it was more than enough for Julian, who was in heaven.

He’d tried, once, to explain to Casimir what it felt like, but words weren’t quite enough to convey the sense of weightlessness that came with being forced to stop breathing like this. How it started with a tingling at his fingertips and toes and then spread to the rest of his body, how his mind felt all floaty but his lungs were all too aware in these precious few moments. How it allowed him to stop thinking or feeling unnecessary things and just let him focus on Casimir.

It wasn’t just the pain of his throat being squeezed of life, although that was definitely a bonus.

Casimir hadn’t fully understood it, but he was willing, a precious few times a year, to take part in such an activity. Julian treasured each occasion, and this time was no different. Much as he wanted it to last forever, Cas wasn’t willing to risk their luck-three cycles was the most he ever got. So Julian ate it up, one hand clutching Casimir’s arm for support, the other the sheets, toes curling at the mind-numbing sensation.

If Casimir was in such a giving mood right now, surely he’d give Julian just a little more leeway. On the last breath taken in and swept away by Casimir’s expert fingers, Julian bucked up into him, causing the mage to cry out in surprise, forcing him to ride the motion in order not to dislodge his hands or accidentally apply too much pressure.

“You jerk,” Casimir snapped, “I knew you’d get a big head.” But there was no reprimand following their words, and the lack of a punishment emboldened Julian to keep fucking up into them, chasing his high. He was so used to counting down the seconds that he knew exactly how long he had left before Cas let back up. Ten seconds. If he timed it perfectly, the results would be amazing, but it was so hard to focus the longer he went without it.

Thankfully, Casimir caught onto Julian’s intentions and went with it, riding Julian as well as they could, letting Julian drift comfortably in the paradoxically calm high of breathlessness. When there were only three seconds left and Julian’s lungs were starting to scream at him, Casimir bent down and nipped at Julian’s lip harshly, pulling at it with his teeth. The unexpected, sharp burst of pain went straight to Julian’s dick, breaking through the fog in his brain. He hurtled straight into his orgasm, thrashing under the force of the dual sensations. Casimir drew his hands away through, and the sudden rush of air to his aching lungs helped prolong his orgasm.

Julian was lost for a good few minutes, vaguely aware of himself gasping for breath and Casimir shaking slightly in his lap. The aftershocks felt like they lasted even longer. By the end of it, Julian was left panting, splayed out along the bed, Casimir having fallen to lay on top of him as they both recovered. They were both going to need quite the long break before they could move onto the next round, but Julian didn’t regret a single second.

[lordrandreaming]

Unwanted Arcana opinion that might put me in hot water below:

I think the writing is incredibly lackluster, for personalities, interactions, and so on.

I noticed, as I neared the end of Julian's route, the writing lost it's fire. It seemed.. Confused. Like whoever wrote it had no idea where this was all going. You can tell, there was a change in writing.

Lucio, Muriel, and Portia are especially victims of this sudden change, because it just felt like they were given 'filler' personalities and stories. No one is hit harder than Portia. Followed by Muriel.. Followed by Lucio.

Now I like Lucio. But.. He wasn't done justice. You can say, that living the pampered life turned this count whos been in various bloody fights, raised out in the cold harsh winter environment, would make him this squishy, soggy idiot we know.

But.. His characterisation really could have been better. I see him more as 'Sorry not sorry I did that lol' not 'I need everyone to forgive me or im crying' (its not actually like that, but it's pretty close.) And then fucking off for adventure.

In my opinion, which yes, is just an opinion, Lucio should have stayed in Vesuvia and make up for what he's done by lending a helping hand. Yes everyone hates him, as he was written to be the *worst* character..

I think it's unfair what happened to all the routes by the end. Im assuming, If Julain's near-ending was so cobbled together, that Nadia and Asra's routes suffer the same fate.

As a writer, I care about the character's I am writing. I can see clearly that in the end, none of the M6 were cared about. They were made to be appealing and draw people in, because it was "the Thing" at the time.

It makes me incredibly sad, that now I see how cobbled together everything is. Some amount of thought went into the story, but it could have been so much better..

There isn't alot to do, for one. And I know.. 'Its just a game!' However, as a consumer of said media, it's extremely lacking and doesn't stimulate me like I'd hoped. It's like a false promise- but there was no promise to begin with.

When I first seen the Arcana, I was not at all interested. And for good reason.. As advertised was not what we got. I got into it about, two years ago now.

Yes, I was late, but.. The fandom was near death when I came into the scene. Yes yes, I know, people of course are still heavily into it, and I still love it myself but.. It makes me sad.

The character's clearly weren't cared about. They were put out there for visual appearance to lure in lonely gay people. Lesbians, Bi, everyone. They included everyone so they can pull in more people.

Nothing wrong with that- alot of games and industries tend to do this. But they never stick with what they said..

You can say: Mori, why are you bitching about this? It doesn't matter anymore!

Or

If your so unhappy, why don't you just stop caring?

Because.. It started out as a passion, you can see, and quickly as people left, new people kept coming in and that passion was quickly lost.

It saddens me, as an artist and writer. The love was lost.. And the Arcana became hollow anymore. As I played through it a second time, it just felt empty. It was so thrown together- the ingredients just didn't mix.

Id re-write the whole damn game if I could. And like hell I'm going on Dorian.

I appriciate that the people who still love the fandom, want to make and create and that Dorian allows that to happen, but I don't vibe with the fact that anything you post on there is now Dorian's to claim and use.

You can be mad at me, say that I'm wrong because Im dumb and didn't play all the routes, or tell me that I'm just seeing 'face value'. But I'm not changing my opinion because people are mad at me.

This isn't a post meant to rile up or insult anyone. Im not starting a debate. This is just my heartfelt opinion, and that opinion is the state the Arcana was left in was shit. It could have been more interactive, we could have had so much more, but ultimately, we are left with a hollow possibility of what could have been, but never was.

[fox-daddy]

Wings of the arcana; (wof×the arcana au)

Fire breathing power from weakest to strongest.

(Icewing/sandwing)Lucio - can't breathe fire but instead has a frost breath that can freeze whatever it touches. Think liquid nitrogen instead of fire.

(Seawing/rainwings)Julain/Portia - no fire breathing ability

(Seawing/nightwing)Asra - can breath out small flooms of fire but usually only good for staring campfires not so much combat

(Icewing/mudwing)Muriel - when warm enough can make a fireball. A large floom like Asra's but bigger. When cold can do a similar thing but with ice breath. Shooting out a ball of touch and you'll freeze.

(Sandwing/nightwing)Nadia - the strongest fire out of the m6 able to breath a similar fireball but keep it going more akin to a flamethrower. Also the hottest fire out of them when warmed up and more normal heat when not warm.

Mc: depending on if their a hybrid like the M6 and what dragon species either can't bresth fire at all like Julian and portia, ice like Lucio and Muriel or could have the hottest fire out of all of them.

Base used: by biohazardia

[s-fellows-art]

this was going to be a funny kind of  post but  now we have a Bonus  last page because i made my self sad 

[higheverweave]

Look I want Julian on trial singing Chicago cell block tango about Lucio TM

All I need

[yelena-salamander]

LET'S GET ROWDY!!!

[paperstarwriters]

Some things cannot be taught.

When you had lost your memories and you had to start all over again from scratch, Asra was devastated. Physically you were here, alive. Mentally? He had destroyed you. The ideas you had, your thoughts, your personality all swept down the drain. Or so he had thought at first. When he began to reteach how to talk and behave in society, you picked everything up like you remembered it. It only took a little bit of urging, but you soon began to speak at the same level you had when you died. If only the same could be said of your memories. He tried to bring out all of your favorite things, to talk about all the things you had told him when you knew him. It all ended the same way. You sobbing on the floor as your tears painted your eyes red, as if you were dying again.

He'd stopped when it first happened. Given up on trying to get back something that was long gone. He'd be happy with you here as you are, and he'd teach you all he could to at least keep you from dying again.

Only, some things cannot be taught.

"I love you." He had told you when the attempt at reviving your memories had failed. When you were a crying mess from all the pain of trying to remember. When your eyes looked red

"What does that mean?"

Asra choked. His vision went blurry as the tears built up, and he could feel his chest ache. You stared at him with red eyes, terrified of the words that fell from his mouth. Terrified of the memories he tried to force into you. He hurt you and now—

"Master, what does that mean?"

He didn’t even think then. His hand grabbed your face and with a glow, and an utter of words, you had fallen asleep. A restful peaceful, dreamless sleep that he would not receive. The next morning you would not remember this encounter, but he would burn it into his mind, if only to keep it from happening again. _____________________________________________

What if in their amnesia, the apprentice lost all understanding of emotions, and Asra couldn't teach them what they were, so they had to learn it again in a different way, little by little trying to grow close to the people around them and trying to understand what I love you means.

Also, just imagine, when the Arcana crew confesses their feelings we get the Apprentice to say,

"What… What is that…? What is love? I don't understand!"

Yes, this is Violet Evergarden, Yes, I am very much obsessed with the way the character arc works there, and no, I don't think I'm gonna do anything with this so please take it off of my hands. Also, listen to The Ultimate Price by Evan Call, and have fun bathing in your angst.

[demoncow0]

choke him like you choke him when you choke him

[unfried-mouth-wheat]

What do you mean this didn't happen in Portia's Upright Ending?

[Image ID: Two twitter screen shots. The first one reads "Ah, yes. Me. My Girlfriend. And the dead resurrected count we are keeping a secret from our friends." Below is a drawing of Juniper, Portia, and Lucio. Juniper is a black woman with a buzz cut and a floral tattoo around her left eye. Portia is a short woman with curly long red hair. Lucio is a pale man missing his right arm. Juniper is staring up in bed while Portia has her back turned to her, hugging Lucio.

The second screenshot reads "Sometimes a family can just be a girl, her girlfriend, and their zombie goat." The image shows Portia smiling at the camera, Juniper behind her holding on to Lucio while they sleep. End ID]

[sunflowersseemhappy]

The Arcana | Little Romantic Gestures Headcannons

Asra

A lot of Asra’s little romantic gestures are aimed at getting you to smile, he spent so long watching you struggle after he brought you back that all he wants is to see you happy.

Ever since he started travelling Asra has always brought souvenirs from his trips. Things he thinks you’ll like. Although he knows you so well that what he brings you never fails to make you happy at how thoughtful he is. It’s only after the whole ‘saving the world thing’ that you realise this was a gesture of his affection for you all those years.

Tied in with bringing you souvenirs Asra loves to spoil you every once in a while with a outfit tailored to you. Clothes that make you look stunning in the most modest of ways, leading to everyone else complimenting you. Asra has a critical eye when it comes to fashion and making the love of his life look good.

His goofiest gesture is probably making heart shaped foods for you, this only began after his confession of love (before then he made little animals and flowers from the food he gave you). Its an intricate process, but Asra definitely has the patience.

Once every-so-often Asra will ask if you want to bathe together, there is generally no other reason than he wants to pamper you/feel you close to him. Asra will draw a bath and cradle you in the water, and you’ll both just talk and give each other soft kisses.

When the night is waning and the candles burn low Asra will ask to cuddle in close with yo u and puts his head against your chest listening to the beating of your heart. He doesn’t consider it his anymore, he gave it to you, therefore it is yours. But he hopes the connection between your hearts will always be this strong.

Julian

Julian can be a little distracted when if comes to romantic gestures, big ones get lost in his planning for them. The little romantic gestures Julian gives you have no plans, just him and his complete adoration for you.

It’s like clockwork. Julian is awake as soon as the sun rises and quickly brings you morning coffee/tea/or whatever you favourite morning wake up beverage is. It’s simple and maybe you do or don’t notice it, but it’s always fresh, like he knows exactly when you’ll wake up and makes it just before you do. If you manage to catch him after he leaves it on your bedside table you give him a good morning kiss (he deserves it).

If either of you are out and separated from each other for the day Julianhides lovely little notes in your pockets. Poems, quotes, even simple ‘I love you’’s. One is always there, you save each and every one in a box under your bed and look through them while he’s gone. You plan to one day stuff them all in his coat as both a prank and a grand romantic gesture. He has the same idea, so right now it’s a waiting game to see who gets to it first.

He doesn’t necessarily do it on purpose or even in your presence, but Julian absentmindedly sketches little portraits of you in the margins of his books/scrolls/whatever paper is on hand. He’s committed you to memory and when he realises Julian gets flustered, is it weird that he just does that? After you discover a whole sketchbook of you, you pretend not to know even though you secretly love it. He can show you when he’s ready.

If he’s drunk or sober Julian will shamelessly flirt with you when he knows you need some love. He loves it when you do so back. Most of it is PG, but if you want him to Julian will most certainly compliment you on your finest assets *wink, wink*.  

Anywhere and anytime Julian will just stop, look into your eyes, smile and honestly tell you how much he loves you. It’s probably the most beautiful gesture of love you can think of, its just that pure. 

 Nadia

The moments spent with Nadia would usually be considered mundane to most, but that’s what makes them so pleasant. As a countess and former princess, Nadia doesn’t usually get to enjoy ‘normal’ so the moments spent with you are the best sense of normality that she can get.

Nadia is such a busy bee that by the time you wake up she’s off doing her morning duties, so she (like Julian) leaves you little love notes, usually accompanied by breakfast. The notes are always written in her hand, on scented paper and laid with a beautiful flower. On more than a few occasions her notes have made up mini scavenger hunts, just to keep you on your feet and lead you to where she is in the castle at a later time.

If she can avoid morning duties Nadia will spend time helping you with hair and makeup, she likes making you feel beautiful/handsome/gorgeous and just looking at your face brings a smile to her lips. Her skills always seem to make you look better and you wonder how she’s so good at it.

As anyone would Nadia finds your magical abilities fascinating and loves to watch you work on spells and the like, she also asks about things genuinely interested in what you are doing and how you do it. She thinks possessing such a skill as magic is like an extension of you yourself and she loves all of you (therefore she loves your magic). Given the chance Nadia could watch you work all day, alas palace duties call but she always asks you later in the day how that spell you had been working on went. 

Nadia is forever inviting you on long walks through the palace grounds at the end of her day. There’s nothing more relaxing than walking though the palace grounds and just talking about each other’s days. She’ll always let you talk about your day first, no matter how dull it may have been. She likes to find things out, figure out ways to entertain you while she is busy and plan out activities the two of you can try out together. She also just really likes listening to you, she’s had people talking AT her all day. It’s a nice change of pace to actually have a person to talk to about everything.

Tied in with doing your hair Nadia can’t help but play with your hair,she only usually does it in the privacy of your room but when she does you’re on cloud nine. Something about her hands trailing though your hair is so soothing that it sends you to sleep, which isn’t a problem in itself. The problem is; you fall asleep on her, and Nadia hates waking you up. So she just lies there and accepts her fate with a smile. 

 Muriel

Muriel doesn’t necessarily realise he’s making his little romantic gestures, to him they just feel like a normal part of his day but he’s glad to do them. They make him feel close to you and make him more comfortable with being in a relationship.

Muriel can cook, but he’s spent so long making meals that just state his hunger he forgot food could taste good. Since living with you and learning about you Muriel has discovered he quite likes making your favourite meals, not only because they are tasty but it’s nice seeing the smile on your face when you realise he made the meal just for you. Also you seem to like his way of making your favourites rather than your own.

It’s normal for Muriel to do his own chores around and out of the hut, and although you usually tell him to leave your own messes for you to clean up later Muriel can’t help but get itchy fingers. Doing your chores for you, he thinks he might as well, what’s more he wants to. You’re so busy running the shop, buying nice things for him and just making his life brighter, its only fair to lighten the load.

Even Muriel knows people like flowers, and what’s more you give flowers to the people you love. So Muriel finds flowers everyday and gives them to you, it might just be a single rose or a bundle of forget-me-nott’s but each flower he picks out is carefully chosen and perfect. It took him some time but Muriel soon figured out the perfect combinations of flowers to give to you, sometimes they say things better than he can.

Being the big shy boi he is Muriel remains pretty quiet when the two of you are out and about among other people. Even among your friends he can get pretty uncomfortable when trying to love and dote on you, therefore it’s not uncommon for Muriel to pull you aside to compliment you. It’s easier getting words out when it’s just the two of you and he wants you to know that he does notice things. Like how shiny your hair looks and how well your clothes suit you, it’s not just physical things either. He might mention how kind you are after helping a lost child find their parents or that he just really likes being with you. 

Once he’s gotten used to them being enveloped in a Muriel hug is probably always a great feeling.You don’t actually notice at first but he holds you in that embrace for a little longer than a normal hug (especially when you’re leaving to go on an errand, etc...), when your arms loosen his own take a little longer to do so. He gives you a gentle squeeze and sighs in his head, he wants to hold you longer. Forever, maybe. He’s too afraid to ask though, but when you finally do notice his hesitance and think back on all the times he was the last to let go, it clicks. You can be late opening the shop, as long as Muriel knows that you love him as much as he does you. You both hug each other a little longer. 

 Portia

Portia romantic gestures almost make it seem as if you are married already, her little gestures are comforting and you’re always aware she does them because she always states; ‘I’m doing this because I love you!’ She needs to make sure you know because she loves love, and loves you.

A good meal never goes amiss when it’s with Portia, you know how a lot of people leave the best thing on their plate till last? That’s what Portia does. However she always offers the last bite of her food to you, even if you’re eating the same meal. If you’re in the same room, eating at the same time Portia will lift her fork to your mouth and offer it to you. It’s usually quite funny because she kids around, making silly noises as she puts in your mouth or teasing you by holding it just out of reach.She’s a good cook, Portia’s peach cakes are to die for. 

She’s aware of how much you like her cooking, so when you’re off to work in the shop for the day she will pack you a hearty lunch and send you on your way with a kiss on the cheek. She want’s to make sure you have a balanced meal ready for you when you need it, it helps that she makes it because it’s irresistible! The first time you made a packed lunch for her (because damn this girl works hard, and how does she make the time?) she burst out crying saying how happy she was that you loved her enough to make her lunch. You figured out that that was one of Portia’s romantic gestures that day, now you make packed lunches together. 

Days off with Portia are full of sunshine and relaxation, most of which is spent in her veracious garden tending to the plants and chatting away about your week so far. It’s a peaceful pastime, when the sun is highest in the sky and it becomes too hot to work you and Portia take up residence beneath the maple tree she has growing on the fringes of the garden. There the two of you lay back and feed each other berries/fruit/veg from garden, there’s always something ripe and fresh that tastes like sunshine and rain. It’s got to the point where it’s become a part of your day, where Portia and you just flirt and kiss and enjoy the mundane parts of your lives. It’s her favourite thing to do.

She wouldn’t be Julian’s sister if Portia wasn’t a shameless flirt, she’ll do it anytime, anywhere and in front of anyone. She gets a certain kick out of seeing your cheeks redden, but she’s careful to keep it at a comfortable level for the situation. You wouldn’t think a simple ‘I love you’ could sound so... flirtatious but Portia may just be better at this than her brother.

Even Portia doesn’t realise she’s rubbing your back for no reason until she’s actually doing it. It’s not always a situational thing, but it often happens when your uncomfortable/scared, or when you’re relaxing. It makes the both of you feel better, you’re both together standing by each others side and figuring things out together. She’s glad the two of you can be there together, but she’s still not sure why she does it. After mentioning it to Julian, he says something about how their mother used to do it to the two of them when they were upset. Their mother had always whispered ‘I love you’ as she did so, Portia figured out it was her subconscious way of saying ‘I love you’. It was a strange time when you did it back, because for a moment she felt like she had her mother back. For a moment you made her feel complete. 

Lucio

Lucio’s extravagant, and so are his ‘little’ romantic gestures (it scares you to think what his big romantic gestures must look like). But whatever he does it’s with good intentions that become skewered when he goes over the top. You’re his king/queen, he intends to treat you as such.

One day Lucio, left alone as you tend the shop, thinks back to your conversation about favourite meals. He remembers you saying about a dish you loved but could never find a certain ingredient, so a scheme forms in the back of his mind. How better to express his love for his dearest by making their favourite meal. He debates getting the servants to make it, but... When you come back Lucio is nowhere to be found, you search everywhere and almost pass by the kitchens. There are audible crashes and some swearing, when you step in you find Lucio covered in flour. He’s very embarrassed, but explains that he found the ingredients and wanted to make it himself. He got confused and ended up making a mess instead, you can’t laugh because it’s almost too sweet that he tried. The next day you spend together is teaching Lucio to cook the dish and enjoying the fruits of your labour.

Lucio just so happens to like your face a lot, so he brings in an artist and commissions a portrait of you you. Only problem is he want’s it to be a surprise, but the artist can only paint what he can see and you’re not there. The end result is a culmination of his terribly drawn doodles and the vague descriptions he gave the artist. You’re horrified when you find it in your room. Lucio instantly throws it out and begs you to pose for the artist this time, he just wanted a really nice portrait of you so that even when you’re gone he can see your beautiful face. You insist that he poses with you and you get a much better portrait of you and Lucio.

You often humour Lucio while listening to his stories time and again, and he’s kind of aware that he’s probably told you a story before. He does about 90% of the talking in this relationship, but when you tell him stories he hangs on every word. While you let him ramble non-stop Lucio is always politely asking you to elaborate on things because he wants to hear more! No matter what Lucio has never once told you that he’s 'heard that story before'.He’d be fine with you saying it to him, but he could never do so to you. All he wants is to hang on your every word and see your face shift into different expressions, happiness, sadness, excitement and disgust. He wants to see it all because knowing every part of you as a person makes him happy and love you all the more.

Lucio believes the most romantic thing ever is people dancing together (at a point he thought it was fighting together, but the two are close enough), the way he saw people at his masquerades dance together made him long for the perfect partner. Although Nadia was always a good dancer it never felt natural with her, when you came along he found his true partner. There have since been many times where he has led you into and impromptu slow dance. No matter when, where or who is present, its like a natural part of your lives, Lucio loves it. Twirling and dipping you and making you feel like the centre of the solar system, because to him he is just a planet and you are his radiant sun.

I had a lot of fun writing this, but what I really want is you lovely people to send in requests to my ask box! Don’t be shy, I accept any type of request (fluff, angst, smut, etc...) for any of the main six. Anonymous is on, but if you’d like to request with your handle that would be great!

Lots of love! XOXO 

[itsleah728]

Scenario: When You Get Hurt

(These scenarios are kind of in 2nd and kind of in 3rd person, I don't really know how that happened but I like how they came out anyways so enjoy!)

Asra: You were practicing magic in the shop as Asra sat near you and peacefully slept on the couch. His soft snores were the only sounds that could be heard as you were careful not to make any loud noises until you casted a certain spell that went haywire and bounced off a near by mirror. The spell was heading towards you and you didn't have enough time to react as it smacked you in the chest and you felt searing pain spread through your body, you immediately knew you definitely casted that spell incorrectly. You tried to figure out what went wrong but the amount of pain spreading through your body was too much. You cried out in pain which ultimately woke Asra, he flung his head around and looked at your face scrunched up in pain.

He knew you were practicing magic so he put two and two together and knew you hit yourself with something. He rushed over to your side and led you to the couch as you tried gaining back your breath. He sat you down and quickly casted a healing spell to soothe your throbbing chest. After the spell was casted you had to continue telling him that you're okay now. He then pulled you into the tightest hug the universe has ever seen. You definitely cuddled together for the rest of the day.

Julian: Julian insisted on taking you to the Rowdy Raven even though he knows that place isn't your favorite. He also knows how you hate seeing him drunk, so when you dragged you along AND got drunk you weren't a happy camper. You sat at the bar with your face in your hands staring at Julian who was dramatically throwing his arms in the air as he told a group of drunk men a story that probably never even happened. You knew he enjoyed drinking and couldn't stop him but you wish he didn't bring you along. You continued sitting at the bar until another man approached and sat next to you. He continued to glance at you until he finally decided to speak.

You ignored him as he continued to try speaking with you, probably trying to flirt. You can tell he was getting frustrated with you ignoring him but you didn't think it was a big deal until the man roughly gripped your wrist making you whip your head around to stare at him with wide eyes. You can tell the man had poor intentions and you didn't want to cast magic at the bar so instead you decided on screaming your heart out. The Rowdy Raven got very quiet after your ear piercing scream you could hear a pin drop until Julian flies out of his chair and wraps a protective arm around you but the man refused to let go. Your wrist is throbbing from the mans harsh grip, Julian who seemingly sobered up, decided to punch the man in the face and make a run for it.

Once you both got away from the bar he pulled you to his side and apologized a million times for bringing you there as he checked out your hurt wrist. He brought you home and the rest of the day was spent with you reassuring Julian.

Muriel: You and the mountain man were walking through the woods towards a river so you can wash yourselves. It was a nice day where the sun was shining through the leafs of the trees, the birds were chirping, and your mood was as happy as can be. Muriel was silently walking besides you, occasionally stealing glances at your almost skipping frame. He couldn't help but have his lips twitch up at the sight, he loved how cheerful you always are.

You eventually reached the clearing where the river is located. You both stripped down to your underwear to bathe, this used to make Muriel very flustered but he's gotten used to it by now. You both stepped into the slightly cold water and started cleaning. You were in the middle of washing your hair when you lost your balance and crashed into the water the slight roughness of the current making it difficult to swim up to get the air you so desperately need. The sudden noise startled Muriel as he turned around only to see you struggling to reach the surface of the water. You started to really need air so being a natural reflex you took a large breath only to have water fill your throat and take your remaining air away. The current was still trying to take you and you knew you would become a prisoner to the water if you didn't get out soon. Black dots were poking the sides of your vision until two large arms wrapped under your arms and quickly tugged you up.

Muriel saw you struggling and as fast as he could with the rough currents, approached you. He tugged you out of the water expecting you to take a breath only to try breathing, inhaling more water, and falling limp in his arms. His eyes almost popped out of his head as he quickly got you to land and started pounding on your chest. He almost started crying seeing you like this until your eyes flew open and you started coughing up the water. After it all left your system you noticed Muriel with teary eyes staring at you, you gave Muriel a large hug as a thank you and an apology. After a moment of hugging he picked you up to bring you back to the hut. Let's just say you never went there to bathe ever again.

Nadia: Nadia was busy doing her job as the Countess most of the time, which you were fine with but she got uncomfortable leaving you alone for long periods at a time. There was also rumors that someone is after the Countess which made you uneasy but it made Nadia feel worse, not for her but for you. She was scared someone would harm you in the attempt to harm her so she decided to give you your own guard.

         You were currently in yours and Nadias room reading a book as your new guard who, you found out goes by the name of Larson kept watch. You didn't like having your own guard and Larson gave you the creeps, he didn't seem like a good man but you decided to keep that for yourself. You continued to read but you noticed Larson continuously stare at you from the other side of the room, at first you thought nothing of it thinking he was just doing his job but then he continued to do it. It started to really freak you out so you casually stood up and started heading for the door which of course didn't go down well with Larson.

           He continued to demand where you planned on going which definitely surprised you because he was just meant to guard you not judge your every move. You got fed up with him and started to shove past him planing on leaving until he got a grip of your throat and slammed you into the door. Your eyes went wide and you tried pushing his hand away that was squeezing the air from your lungs but it was in vain. As he choked you he explained to you that it was his plan to become your guard and eventually kill both you and the Countess. You were losing air fast and you gave up on trying to pry his hands off until the door you were pressed against slammed open, making you and Larson stumble back. You fell to the ground and sucked in air considering you could finally breathe. You looked up to your savior ready to thank them only to see a very pissed off Nadia. She stood at the entrance of the door fuming, she screamed for the guards and as she put it the "real guards". They finally arrived and took Larson away. Nadia took the day off and spent the rest of the day comforting your shaken mind.

Lucio: Lucio is a very busy man which you've grown to accept but sometimes it gets lonely. You decided to take a walk through the woods as you wait for Lucio to finish working, at the time it seemed like a good idea but thinking about it, it definitely was not.

          You start your walk through the calming woods, you watch a few birds fly above your head, and the trees that sway in the wind. Nature has always been a calming thing for you but you never thought to do this before when feeling alone which you now wish you did sooner. The woods takes away the feeling of loneliness that lives in the pit of your stomach. You know Lucio is the Count which is clearly a very busy job but you wish he made some time for you once and awhile. Even the occasional heart to heart conversation would be enough for you.

        You're so lost in your own head that you don't even notice the cliff you're heading straight towards.  Your foot hits a rock and you stumble slightly, your eyes go wide once you see the cliff. You quickly jerk your body back snapping your ankle in the process. Your cry out in pain but still have a great sense of relief seep through your system due to the fact that you could have tumbled down that cliff.

         You take a moment to calm your harsh breathing down as you try willing yourself to your feet. You take a small step on your snapped ankle and immediately feel the need to remove the pressure. The pain makes you hold in a choked sob that burns your throat as it tries escaping. You know you need to get back to the castle to receive medical attention so you start hopping on one foot all the way back.

          By the time you reach the entrance of the castle your uninjured leg is throbbing from being used too much as your injured ankle throbs for a different reason. You're panting out breaths due to the long journey back and upon looking closely at the gates of the castle you can see Lucio pacing back and forth seemingly very stressed. You accidentally step on a branch which causes Lucio's head to snap up and look at your panting, dirty, and quite broken body. He rushed up to you and wraps an arm around your waist helping you stand, he asks what happened and you contemplate not telling him what truly happened but you eventually crack. You explain how you were feeling lonely and decided to take a walk, you then explain how you broke your ankle. He seems speechless at the end but as you have doctors attending to you he vows to spend more time with you and he apologized over and over again. He spends the rest day helping you around the castle and reading a book to you.

Portia: You and Portia decided to spend the day horse back riding together. You planned on being alone for the day but Portia burst into your room and demanded you go together, you didn't have it in your heart to say no. It was a sunny day, not a cloud in sight with a small breeze flowing through the air. The grass was slightly damp from the previous day but all in all it was a fantastic day for horse back riding.

You and Portia chose your horses, she chose a rather large horse with mostly brown fur while you chose a slightly smaller horse with white fur and black spots. At the time the horse you chose seemed very proud to be chosen as it strode into the clearing and waited for you to mount it. This made you think you made a good choice in choosing a horse. You and Portia saddled up and you lightly tapped your foot to the horses side to get it running.

The wind whipped your clothing as the horse took off with a start, too fast for your liking. You tried to slow the horse down to no avail as it continued to run at what seemed to be full speed. Portia yelled at you asking what the heck you're doing and you were about to answer her but the horse you were riding on decided that the ride was over as it threw you off it's back and ran away. You fell down to the ground and you swear you heard a crack on impact. You groaned and rolled over that way your back wasn't on the hard ground, you heard Portia call out to you and the soft patter of hoofs. Portia got off her horse and ran to your side helping you slowly sit up. You asked her about the horse that ran away and she explained how she has no clue where it went because she was too focused on you, she also explained that you can figure it out later because you're what's important right now. You face flushes at the statement as she helps you to your feet she wraps an arm around you and hobble back to the castle. You back is throbbing but considering you can stand you know it's not broken which you're extremely thankful for.

You get the castle and Portia called Julian for him to check you out, making sure nothing is seriously wrong. After Julian gave you the okay Portia apologized for making you go with her but you shook it off saying it was fun anyways. You both spend the day together reading by the fireplace wrapped in each other's arms. (because why the hell not ya know?)

BONUS!

Valerius: You and Valerius were walking around the market place together one afternoon. Valerius decided to spend the day with you considering his duties as a Courtier took up a lot of his time, and even if he didn't show it often he does care for you. Therefore he told Nadia that he wanted time off to spend the whole day with you.

         You were both walking through the bustling market place when a man running a stall of random trinkets peaked your interest. You told Valerius that you wanted to check out the stall and he told you he would be at the wine stall. You gave him a smile and told him to meet up near the center in a few moments, he agreed and walked away. You checked out the trinkets and found something you thought Valerius would like, it was a small wine keychain. You knew he wouldn't show it off but you still decided on buying it for him.

You were heading towards the middle of the market place when an arm roughly tugged you into an nearby alleyway. You could already guess what was going to happen so you prayed someone had seen you. You could tell the person who tugged you was a rather large man due to his rough grip on your forearm. He tugged until you reached the end of the alleyway when he threw you to the wall. Your head bounced off the concrete and you knew right away magic was out of the equation because your head was now fogged up due to the force of the hit. The man kept asking for money but you sadly didn't have any to give otherwise you totally would have because your vision was darkening per second. You feel something warm run down the back of your head and you silently curse under your breath knowing that your head was split open.

You're very much out of it when you hear some shuffling and then a few muffled yells. You feel like you're going to pass out when two hands grip your face and turn your head up. You can see a very worried Valerius who seems to be speaking to you but you can't tell anymore because you've finally passed out.

When you come to there is a faint throbbing in the back of your head but no lasting damage. You see Valerius laying next to you in the hospital bed, you lightly tap him to wake him up. He wake up seemingly very confused until he saw you and pulled you into a hug which shocked you considering he's not one for showing affection. You spent the day with Valerius because he refused to leave your side.

Valdemar: Valdemar was working on a new subject for who knows what reasons as you sat near by and casually watched. You hated seeing these poor souls be quite literally tortured but there was nothing you could do about it and you kind of have gotten used to hearing the pained screams. Valdemar's next subjects were all lined up behind you as they all moaned and groaned because they knew they would meet the same fate.

          All was going well so far and Valdemar seemed pleased with what they have found so far. You still sat there and watched with half lidded eyes from boredom, you sat and wondered why the hell you fell for the demon creature. You were snapped out of your thoughts with the rattling of chains. You were going to turn around until an arm was placed around your chest as you were tugged towards someone. You froze when you felt the cool metal of a scalpel placed near your throat. Your breath caught in your lungs and tears started falling from your eyes. You didn't know how one of the subjects managed to escape the chains but now your life was on the line and you were terrified. Valdemar had yet to notice your situation as they were still pre occupied with their current subject until you fearfully called out their name. They slowly turned around and their eyes went wide but they quickly masked their surprise and anger with a face of uncaring. The subject and Valdemar bickered for a few moments until the scalpel started approaching your throat at a quick pace. The tears were now freely running down your face and you let out a sob when the scalpel lightly cut your neck. You new they planned on doing way more damage than that because the cut you acquired would only leave a small scar.

         The subject was going to cut again until Valdemar looked you dead in the eyes and calmly stated "darling close your eyes." You knew he planned on turning to his demon form so you quickly snapped your eyes shut and prayed to make it out alive. There were a few snaps and a few screams and then you felt yourself being tugged into an inviting hug. You hesitantly open your eyes only to be met with Valdemar who was placing a towel on your cut neck. Valdemar apologized which surprised you by staying he would stop working to spend the rest of the day helping you remove the trauma you were just exposed to.

A/n: look at my being all dramatic and making them be all near death experiences 😂

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[lynmay-arcana]

Want to write your own love letters? Well now you can! Here is a blank version for anyone to use as they please! I don’t require credit as the artwork isn’t mine, but I’d like it if you tag me I can see what you come up with! Also if you want to download high res images or the PSD file with layers then there is a link in my bio. None of the files include fonts.

More variations on the letter underneath.

[malenchka]

An apple a day keeps the Doctor away so why the fuck would you ever eat apples???

[steponmepinkjun]

that asra getting his ass ate by gn apprentice inspired me so what about... what about JULIAN getting his ass ate by apprentice (male or gn idc) 😳👉👈

Naughty, naughty *wags finger* THOTS, COME GET YALL JUICE!

RATED: 18+ ONLY

Julian Getting His 🎂 Ate 😏 by GN!Apprentice 🍋

He's probably never gonna ask for it outright. He's way more of a sucker for the punishment side of things, yanno? So requesting something that's centered on his pleasure isn't his first inclination. He's much more likely to ask his partner if he can be the one feasting, iykwim

But if his partner gets him super horny, super drunk, or super flustered, he'll beg for it if he's ordered to

Squirms around, thrashing wildly, moaning uncontrollably, from the very first touch to the last

Picture spaghetti noodles in a pot of boiling water. Kind of like that, visually

Volume level is somewhere between "neighbors four houses down in every direction will hate you forever" and "concert level," mostly nonsensical begging, lots of "please" and calling out to the Gods

Can't cum just from his ass getting eaten, so it works much better as a tool to edge him or drive him to overstim

Will lose his fuckin mind if he's tied down to the bed on his back with his legs up in the air, practically folded in half. He likes the way it feels vulgar and utterly powerless

If his partner pairs this with some spanking, CBT, and dirty talk (preferably degradation and teasing)? He's absolutely done for. He WILL beg for them to touch his cock and let him cum

Is defo the type that sometimes cries during/after sex, not because of trauma or anything like that, but because the physical sensations and powerful emotions just overwhelm him when he's really in the moment. As long as there's safe words in place, he actually finds it super cathartic to cum so hard that he cries

No matter how wrecked he is, he'll insist upon returning the favor. Preferably with his partner riding his face.

[s-fellows-art]

I love this drunk bird man . I’m awful at  Dialog. but eh I tried.

[higheverweave]

Main 3 After game headcanons

Julian/Mc:

I feel like they’ll end up in Vesuvia again at some point. (Even in Reverse I think the main crew would have a really hard time leaving them down there.)

Julian,Mc,Maz ,and Portia absolutely go traveling the world together... they drag along Nadia after a while too... Asra also ends up coming because Nadia and Mc came.

Thisss boii freaks out about the Proposal he does it in the most dramatic way ever.... he writes a play for the community theater about the trail and in the epilogue he whips out the ring shaking about it.

Maz marries them in the garden they hid in when they met the second time.

Mc has to remind him to stop working a lot however it can tend to go both ways. It gets to a point where Maz basically runs an intervention.

House hunting in Nevivion is tough at first... obviously they want a beach view with enough room for a medical practice for Julian they know they need it so that they can come and go as they please. Both of them agree to make the nursery the corner room with the windows. After their child passes infancy before then they keep thier child in the room with them just in case.

They also end up getting Mc into community theater they practice together... however Mc ends up getting scooped up as a regular.

Asra

Mc and Asra stay some nights at the shop and some at the palace... Again I don’t think thier reversed route is final Aisha and Salim are too strong especially combined with Asra and Mc.

The proposal is casual as shit but equally as extra.... Asra starts pretending to freak out because Faust is choking on something... so naturallly Mc jumps into action... when Faust spits ring out and tilts her head... Marry? Asra then tells Mc he’s had that thing since they were his apprentice he had meant to do it before when they were a thing earlier but then Mc died and ... however when Aisha sees Mc in a flashy ring she asks Asra why he didn’t just give Mc her ring. So Asra takes the ring he gave Mc and gives MC Aisha’s ring.

They keep the shop but they end up buying a house in edition so Aisha ,and Salim can stay over.

Asra and Mc ,become really well known for Magic more well known than they were. They travel to multiple courts and kingdoms as consultants on Magical matters. Faust doesn’t mind as long as there are gardens.

Nadia

This girl ok Mc ,becomes incredibly popular as a ruler. However Nadia works to teach them the grace ,and decorum of ruling. Also dont think Nadia stays as the devil forever she’s too nice and Asra and Portia wouldn’t let that stand.

Nadia ,and Mc redecorate a few things as well as place a lot of importance on revitalization efforts.

Nadia and Mc discuss many positive changes to the country including donating funding for homes for the homeless. As well as they consult Asra on orphanage policies to make the system better.

Nadia and Mc often host Nadia’s family especially in ways to better Vesuvia-Pakra relations.