#soft valdemar has me in their claws

[soullessseraphim]

For our souls

[hiraethhh-h]

day 9 - argument

fandom: the arcana

parings: julian devorak x OC

warnings: death, descriptions of dead bodies, spoilers for julian’s route/arcana lore.

notes: not something i’m very proud of, but fuck it we ball <3 this takes place during the red plague!

wc: 1.2k

12 day writing challenge

a stinging sensation shot throughout the woman’s body, drawing a sharp gasp from the woman. she shot up from her bed, eyes blown wide. maera gripped her left shoulder with a hiss, a faint pulse beating beneath the palm of her hand. pain from her mark was never a good sign.

the demoness shut her eyes with a shaky exhale, slowly drawing in her breath to calm her racing heart and quell her mind. she searched for who had caused such a feeling. a harsh tug at her chest snapped maera back to reality, the woman ‘tsk’ing indignantly. she tore the velvet covers off her body, quick to stand.

ilya is in trouble.

shadows snaked out from beneath maera’s bed, stretching out against the cold polished floor. they trailed after maera, wispy claws slipping robes onto her shoulders. she pushed through her bedroom doors, all but speed-walking into her teleportation chamber. she snapped her fingers, turning to grab some powder from a nearby pouch on a pedestal. curling her fingers, maera shut her eyes and envisioned the city of vesuvia, overrun by sickness, death looming in every shadow, the moon crying red beetles.

she unfurled her fist, blowing the powder from her palm. the glitter particles glistened in the air, maera’s hair standing on edge as a green wispy oval began to form before her. she didn’t hesitate in stepping through.

maera emerged with a soft woosh, the portal closing behind her. her heels clacked loudly as she trudged down the vast hall, the woman keeping an eye out for any workers or the countess. thankfully, the coast was clear. she entered the count’s room, her face steeled. “montag. why is the doctor in danger?”

she faltered for a moment upon seeing lucio in his bed, his skin clinging to his bones. he looked deathly pale, not to mention frail. there was barely a scrap of muscle left in his intact arm. “ah, the demoness has come to take my soul.” lucio rasped, his lips curled into a sneer-like smile.

maera narrowed her eyes, “if only i could i would’ve done it long ago. now answer me. where is the doctor?” a groan came from the count, “water… i need water…” he huffed, looking to maera with pleading eyes. maera scoffed, “do i look like a servant to you?” she turned to leave, heading back down the hall she came from. “i should have never accepted that deal with you.” maera spat over her shoulder.

making her way out of the room, she allowed her mark to guide her to julian. below. why, why is he below? maera furrowed her brows in thought, passing a few pillar-lined walls. she did her best to keep her senses open to any nearby magic, knowing the palace held secrets even she didn’t know, despite being close friends with nadia.

she stopped beside a wall, slowly turning her head to look at it. maera reached a hand out, her hand passing through the wall. she felt cold air on the palm of her hand, a soft huff leaving the woman. stepping through, maera was met with a desolate, worn stone stairway. the path down was dimly lit by torches mounted on the wall, but something else caught the demoness’ attention.

it reeked of death.

maera began to descend the winding stairway, eventually coming face-to-face with a large wooden door. she pushed through, her eyes widening at the sight before her. cages filled with dead, decaying bodies, people huddled in the corner as it was barely large enough to fit them. people, dead or alive maera couldn’t tell, were strapped to the wooden tables, their body cavities open and stretched to the stars. she swallowed thickly, knowing only one such mind was capable of creating such a hell.

“ah, the demoness. what a pleasure to see you. have you come to inspect my handiwork?” 

maera sighed upon hearing valdemar’s voice. she turned to look at the doctor (?), “valdemar. i’m in search of doctor devorak.” valdemar’s lips curled into a sneer-like smile, “ah, unfortunately the doctor was put away by the count. an incentive to work , he said.” maera raised a brow, “i see… if i may, then?”

valdemar eyed maera for a moment before gesturing to a door behind them, “you’ll find the doctor there. if you’re still around, feel free to inspect any and all of my handiwork. we do have plenty to go around after all.” they smiled sickly, gesturing to the bodies scattered about. maera nodded, silently turning away to head in julian’s direction.

she approached the large wooden door, going to open it but to no avail. maera resorted to pounding her fist on the door, “julian?” she called. faint shuffling was heard on the other side, a muffled voice sounding back to her. “... maera? is that you?” maera tried the door handle yet again, but it didn’t budge. she could sense a bit of magic imbued in the door, if only she could just-

“don’t open the door! please…” julian’s voice caused her to flinch, maera’s head snapping up. “i… can’t let you see me like this.”

“see you like what? we’ve laid together countless times, i doubt-” “i have the plague, maera.” the woman immediately fell silent, her heartbeat drumming in her ears. “what..?” she breathed out. “all the better to let me in, i cannot be effected by the plague.” maera insisted. she aimlessly wiggled the door handle, a deep frown etched onto her face. 

“why are you locked in your office, ilya? what is going on?” no response came from the doctor, only alarming maera more. “the count, he… fed me a plague beetle and locked me in my office, said it would incentivise me, no distractions.” julian’s strained voice finally reached her ears, the male forcing out a dry laugh as though what he said was the joke of the century.

“he what?” maera hissed. anger was quick to replace her fear, power now emanating off her being in almost nauseating waves. “that stupid count. i should’ve flayed him with my own hands when i was in his bedchambers.” she snarled. “but i’ve found the cure.” julian spoke after a few moments of silence, “i just need to gather myself. i can’t let you help me, not with so much at stake. i’m sorry…”

maera scowled, her eyes glaring through the door. she was sure julian could feel her gaze. “ilya. you bear my mark, it is within our contract for me to help you. all you need to do is say the words and i will go to the ends of the earth for you.” she anxiously awaited his response, her heartbeat only quickening by the second. 

“i want you… to go somewhere far away from here. somewhere safe.” julian murmured, his voice now closer to the door, albeit still muffled. “ilya.” maera gaped. “you’re a fool! i can help you, please, let me-!” maera gripped her shoulder with a hiss, shaking her head as she tried to bite back the pain.

“ilya, don’t you dare shoulder this on your own! don’t be a reckless idiot!” she shook her head, pounding her fist on the door as though it would magically open and she would tumble into julian’s arms.

“i’m sorry, maera. this is for the best. for both of us.”

maera’s feet carried her away, the demoness’ expression grim. she said nothing to valdemar, retracing her way to the portal she had taken to get into the vesuvian palace. with a shaky exhale, maera willed the portal to reappear.

she cast a glance over her shoulder, a dull ache now replacing the burning-sting. with a frown, maera stepped through the portal without a second thought.

[girlwithwolftatoo]

Maybe hc's about the courtier's and MC's first kiss?

(This made me remember how much loved “First kiss” from Alexander Rybak)

Volta:

*As nervous as you (even more, it depends of the situation).

*Has an internal struggle for she doesn’t know if it’s better asking you for the kiss or take it as in romantic novels.

*Goes at the tip of her toes to reach your size (cutest image EVER).

*Soft, smol kiss that is basically a lips rubbing.

*Her face is a full cute tomato the whole time.

*Prob you’ll have to deepen the kiss, and it’ll take her out of guard but still enjoys it.

Vlastomil:

*Excited as a child when the moment has come.

*Has a complete mental list of how to make the “perfect kiss”, which mean he has been preparing this time for a while.

*Wants to do it super romantic style, and holds your head to have more control.

*His atempt for the kiss is a bit messy (too much excitement) and maybe you’ll trip.

*But he holds you very tight into his arms and continues.

*After the first one he goes immediately for more, like, sliding his lips over your face and hands, staring at you in his best seductive face.

Valdemar:

*Hadn’t prepare themselves for nothing, just answered to a sudden desire (which is so uncommon they of course need to try it… for science, you know).

*A bit rough, pulling you to the nearest furniture or wall to use it as a support (and to avoid you from escaping uwu).

*Grabs you from the place that connects your jaw with your neck, lifting your face and…

*Incredibly passionate, intense kiss. It just seems like they’re trying to… devour you.

*You might feel some soft bites but nothing that might cut your skin or something.

*If your answering is good enough, they’ll encourage themselves to use their tongue and deepen the kiss, letting their free hand travel through your body.

*Not used to nice words, but might compliment your for being a “lovely, funny snack”, whatever it means.

Valerius:

*Let’s be honest, this isn’t a “perfect moment” for kissing, must probably you two are arguing and getting the things more intense at every second.

*The idea of shout the other one with a kiss depends of who is more angry. But let’s say it was Valerius because he’s tired of listening your complaints.

*Holds you from your shoulders and covers your mouth with his, ecstatic at first but later he intensifies the kiss.

*Probably will push you to the nearest wall, or his desk so he can lift you and make you sit on it.

* “Are you going to shut up now?” it’s the first thing he claims when you two break the contact, but you can see he’s reddened… and smiling.

Vulgora:

*Here’s another one who doesn’t have idea how to kiss properly.

*Just… Instead of acting cute and nervous as Volta, they just pretend to be a good kisser but not wanting to kiss you for maybe you won’t be able to handle them.

*But after they finish their self-compliment speech, you catch their lie and answer “You haven’t kissed anyone before, too?”

*…Their facade falls apart, and they admit it (or… something like that), averting their eyes and getting their cheeks red.

*As you approach them and place your hands over their cheeks they protest with a “Da hell are you doing?”, even trying to step back.

*A nice, calmed kiss may be enough to make them feel secure and ready to answer in the same way.

*For they’re scared might hurt you a bit with their claws or their teeth, and apologizes quickly for that. The rest of the time, they’re all yours for they’re enjoying this very much.

[watercolourferns]

A TO Z FOR ALL OF THEM 😜 how about A, M, N, and Y?

You, child, are gonna be my death. I WILL answer A to Z for all of them, don’t you think I won’t! I’ll just take my sweet time doing it. XD

Zayn[A] Aftercare 

Seeing as how Julie can forget this often for himself he’s in charge of reminding him. He will make sure the tall bean has had water and a small snack before round two or before cuddling and snuggling and stuff. Julian never forgets Zayn’s aftercare and the squirt is so grateful for that. He’s had partners who don’t care or forget and that gets him really down. He will ask for a bath, for his hair to be combed, and a clean shirt from Julian to snuggle in. And food and water of course. He will pull Julian into the baths, and snuggle there for a bit, telling him how much of a good boy he’s been, how much he’s loved, and what he plans on having him do next session… which usually makes Jules all hot and bothered and ready for round two if they aren’t already exhausted.

[M] Motivation (turn ons etc)Without a doubt Julian is his motivation, the mere sight of the walking skyscraper is enough to get Zayn weak at the knees. But he’s got other more specific ones: being whispered in the ear how much of a beautiful boy he is. Forcing hands above his head, the mere mention of being in bondage, marks (teeth, bruises, stuff like that), hair pulling (oh gods, he will go crazy if Julian pulls his hair), being held by the wrists or the waist and pulled flush against Julian’s body, wrist kissing, neck kissing and biting, legs being spread slowly while hands are bound, a bit of choking, Consensual Non-consent (him running away from Julian, Julian catching up and threatening him a bit before going at it in some dark alley… oof, the shorty will be putty in Julie’s hands), public sex (yeah, the dark alley is also a motivation). Being told what to do by Julian, he will melt right then and there and he’s oh so obedient. Being praised and praising, he really loves praising Julian, and he loves a pat on his head when he’s done something the right way or followed an instruction correctly. Being a power bottom, and making Julian blush madly.

[N] NO (turn offs, deal breakers, things they wont do ever etc)

Drunk sex if it’s not with Julian. He once got too drunk and had an orgy with… horrible people… he’s very ashamed and disgusted about that. He won’t talk about it either so neither Asra nor Julie know.Lack of hygiene, lack of respect, dissing Julian as his Dom (oh, how he hates it when people chest up to him thinking he’s not “man enough”. He will curse anyone who does that, and will almost get out of control with anger. To him Julian is the perfect Dom and nobody will speak ill about him like that or in any other way without consequences). He also hates humiliation, the people he had the orgy with humiliated him before, during, and after and he swore it was never gonna happen again, plus he’s been called a slut, a whore, and other insults far too many times for him to find any joy in them.Real lack of consent: if you can’t respect a no, you’re a turn off to him.He needs to trust you, if you’re not trustworthy, you can say goodbye.

[Y] Yearning (how often to they think of sex, how long can they go without it etc)

Holy shit! He will ask Julian for quickies every four to six hours… you can imagine how long he can go without it. XD He will ask for a regular session weekly, and a MEGA session every two weeks. He’s got GREAT stamina and has a very abnormally high sex drive. I think the only one who can keep up with him is Julian, tbh. It’s just the way he’s built. He’s capable of keeping it together during work, during palace visits, and he can function as a normal human being, his flirting is a way of letting off steam and he’s got other issues to attent to like his zoning out, so he’s able to function normally. But when Jules is near… He’s just crazy for that man. His mere natural scent will drive the squirt wild…Malakie[A] Aftercare

Malakie is big on aftercare. He’s an anxious hamster, so he will make sure Asra is feeling comfy and taken care, usually forgetting about his own aftercare. The magician has to make him get still and let him take care of him because otherwise the sub low will hit him pretty hard. He likes a bit f a massage by candle light, and maybe a soft sweet snack like a piece of pumpkin bread and a cup of tea. He will not voice his needs unless Asra pressures him to. He just doesn’t wanna be a burden.

[M] Motivation (turn ons etc)

Asra. Mal isn’t exactly a sexual person. He’s demisexual and his sex drive is from normal to very low. I think it’s his BPD and anxiety issues that make him like that. But if Asra is in the picture he will shyly ask for something. Asra’s neck, back and hands turn him on quite a bit, his scent and his kisses will drive him very close, and the floofy witch grabs him by the waist and pulls him close he will go mad with love and desire. He likes to make love softly, in a dimly lit room (he’s anxious about his body), while Asra whispers sweet nothings in his ear. He’s very vanilla like that, but he would like Asra to spank him once or twice, and maybe pull on his hair a little bit. Also, Asra saying “I love you” to him will have him melt and ready for anything the magician wants to do.

[N] NO (turn offs, deal breakers, things they wont do ever etc) Anything not Asra. People who like to harass people in the Rowdy Raven. Invading his personal space (he will almost literally run away screaming for Asra if anyone so much as touches him without his permissions. And I don’t mean accidental touching, but intentional one). Bad hygiene. Multiple partners, he’s strictly monogamous (was jealous of Zayn, but then he realised his adoration of Asra is merely platonic, so he let it go). Mentions of his existent or non existent beauty, he hates people commenting on his looks. Asra is the only one who can, but his way of doing it is so soft and different from anyone else’s he doesn’t think twice about it. He’s very anxiety ridden, so most things that trigger that are a turn off for him.

[Y] Yearning (how often to they think of sex, how long can they go without it etc)

As said above, he’s not very sexual, so he doesn’t think about sex often. But sometimes Asra will do something either to him or not, and that will get him in the appropriate mood. He ca go without sex for the longest periods, but when the mood hits him he will shyly ask Asra if they can do something that night… which will get the shop closed for the day. XD He’s happy that happens, but he’s too anxious to ask for it to be done outright.Dorcas[A] Aftercare

Aftercare for Dorcas is a good bath, a snoring sleep, a BIG feast afterwards and then cuddling with Lucio and the puppers the rest of the day/nigh/whatever time of day it is. He will make sure Lucio gets taken care of as well, he will personally clean him off, help him bathe, take off his arm and have it cleaned, and make sure he knows how loved he is. A he can’t speak and his hearing is limited he needs to pause every now and then to sign his wishes or ask Lucio what he needs, so it makes aftercare a bit slow. But this ball of energy likes it slow, he doesn’t like rushing things when it comes to this.

[M] Motivation (turn ons etc)

A good spanking, he will be cheeky to Goat Daddy just to get a good spanking. And gods, can this bean be cheeky… Mention of ropes, being suspended from the ceiling, Lucio’s claws on his back… a moderate whipping. Anything that restrains him is a turn on for him, he’s always moving and bouncing around so if you have the power to force him to stay still he will be very turned on, and Lucio can do that. When Lucio speaks on his skin or very near him. He feels the vibrations of his voice and the hotness of his breath and it makes his eyes roll to the back of his head involuntarily. Being ordered around, not because he will obey but because he likes to see Lucio display his authority. Being caught doing “naughty” things, even though he’s only mimicking them: pretending he’s masturbating in the shower, just so Lucio will come in and see him and then give him a spanking because he’s not allowed to play with himself alone… stuff like that. So obviously punishments turn him on, so a good punishment for him is no punishment at all, that makes him really sad and makes him repent his cheeky ways.

[N] NO (turn offs, deal breakers, things they wont do ever etc)

The courtiers except Volta, no but really: Valdemar scares him, Vulgora is too angry, Valstomil is icky, and Valerius had a physical relationship with Lucio and Dorcas hates him for it as Lucio is his and only his. Lucio paying attention to anyone else but him will make him punish the Goatman for days.Being manhandled by someone who isn’t Lucio. Being ignored because he’s mute and partially deaf, if you make fun of him about it that’s a turn off as well. Relentless teasing, he’s got very little patience. Bad hygiene.

[Y] Yearning (how often to they think of sex, how long can they go without it etc)

He’s next on the scale of abnormally high sex drives. He will hide in nooks of windows, behind the think curtains, see Lucio coming along, grab him by the wrist and pull him in to have a quickie then and there whenever the fancy hits him. He’s less scheduled than Zayn, so he doesn’t really have a way to count how many times he does this, but he does it every day, all week, unless Lucio tells him he’s too busy, then a make out session will suffice him. He can have up to three rounds every night, and will get lonely if Lucio isn’t “home” (in the bedroom) by a certain hour. Then he will sneak into Lucio’s study, under the table and ask if he can give him head while the blonde finishes up his work, Lucio usually says yes. XD Don’t get me wrong, Dorcas is crazy for fluffiness, but he’s to energetic and one way to let off steam is to have sex with his Goat Daddy, so, he will grab any opportunity he can to do something or have something done. If everything else fails, he’ll go splash in the fountain and woe anyone who dares pull him out, Lucio will have any body part that’s touched his lighting bolt on a silver platter.

[savvyjabby-blog]

Death Cast her Gaze upon the Wicked

WHo saId thEY waNtEd InDiGO JulIAn angst????????? HeRe YOu GoOo

Pain. Mind numbing pain. That’s the only sensation Indigo’s felt for the past few days. Every inch of her skin seared under an invisible ember, the slightest of movements setting ablaze a freshly ignited fire. Her limbs seemed disconnected to her every time she managed to peer at them through the glossy red film over her eyes, as if they’d been cut off, but still managed to dangle about.

Suffering through an onslaught of newborn wildfires along her neck, she managed to turn her head ever so slightly, catching sight of a shadowed figure, illuminated purely by a few waning candles here and there. The warm glow from the soft flames couldn’t relax the frenzied look plastered upon the paleing man’s face, his forehead slightly pink from the amount of clawing through his rich auburn hair he’s done. He mutters to himself under the fireside lights, scribbling down chicken scratch here and there, almost anywhere he could, a vain attempt at trying to figure out the problem at his fingertips. He could feel it, as though the answer was just under his fingertips, like he’s brushed by it before, like it’s-

A single, sputtering cough shatters the silence of the room, startling the doctor into a frozen state for a moment, as if he forgot he was apart of this world for a while. Indigo gingerly raises her shaking hand to her eyes, only to confirm that the crimson splatters smudged along her palm were indeed from her.

“So this is what mother felt like.”

The words were almost meant to be unheard, like a faint breeze had simply flown through the tiny brick cell for a moment. But the doctor’s eyes shot open wide at the few whispers of the ginger behind him, a wave of concern and sorrow washing over his chiseled features. The inkwell glued to his hand moments before tips over onto its side, black, inky liquid spilling over onto the doctor’s hands. But he makes no move to clean them, and instead grasps for Indigo’s hand, heat radiating off of every surface of her possible.

“Indigo…” Julian whispers, squeezing her hands softly,  the black ink smearing and running down her boiling hot fingers. “Just hang on. I’m going to find a cure, I swear, I’m almost there. It’s on the tip of my tongue…”

“Julian,” Indigo mouths, trying her absolute best to keep from letting out a cry of pain from the numbness, “it’s okay. Don’t worry about me, you’re gunna figure this out on your own.” Tears threaten to slip past her scarlet red eyes the longer she looks up into those grey mirrors of his, blinking them back with every ounce of strength she can muster.

“I’m going to heal you, I promise.”

And suddenly Indigo is looking down at a little ginger girl next to her bed,much too young to have her bright emerald eyes sparkling with a fresh set of tears. She clings to Indigo’s hand with a death grip, a slight black cloud emitting from her fingers, her voice echoing with Julian’s. “I’m going to heal you, I promise. I promise, Mother.”

And just like that, the tears flood from her eyes, cascading down her burning hot cheeks, a soft wail of pain escaping from her lips. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…” She whispers to the two before her, both looking at her with such a deep sadness rooted behind their eyes.

Tears flow freely from Julian’s eyes now as well, the sight of Indigo so shattered, so broken, so vulnerable being all the reason he needs. He aches to console her, to try and take away all of the pain and suffering she’s been cursed with. But instead he has to endure watching her writhe and moan in pain, without the slightest idea of how to give her any sort of relief.

She calls out to him, barely being able to pull him from his own misery. She clenches her hand slightly between his,trying to find the right words to say. But is there really any words that are right, when you already know what’s to come?

“Julian, I… I’m taking myself to the Lazaret tomorrow.”

“What? You’re joking, you’ve got to be j-”

“I’m serious, Julian. I’m a lost cause, stop wasting your efforts on trying to save me, use your gifts to help others I-” She pauses, collecting herself from breaking down once more in front of him. “I, I’m okay with it. I’ve accepted my fate, I-I deserve this, after everything wrong I’ve done in my life.”

Julian cannot bear to hear these words fall from her lips, this isn’t the Indigo he knows, not the mischievous, goofy Indigo that he- well, he’s-

“Indigo, don’t say that, don’t just- don’t say that. I don’t know what you’ve managed to do in your past that makes you believe that you could ever possibly deserve th-”

“I killed my family, Julian.” She interjects quietly, the memories flashing through her mind at the mention of it. “That’s why my magic is so dark. Everything about the evil of the night, that’s what gifted me my magic.”

Julian stares in shock at the ginger before him, trying to comprehend anything of what she just confessed.

“That’s impossible. WHy can’t you just tell me what actually happened? It’s probably just a misunderstanding on-”

“No, Julian. I… I don’t want to burden you with my sins, I think it’s only right for me to take the to the grave, that way… that way they can die peacefully, in some aspect.”

Indigo refuses to meet those grey eyes now, she can feel the hatred for refusing to reveal her past to him weighing over the room. Julian opens his mouth to say something, but closes it every time he tries. Unsure of what to say, he turns back to his desk silently, promising Indigo that he will find a cure for her.

*******

Indigo gently presses her body against the solid wood door, careful not to wake Julian from his desk. She risks one last look at his sleeping figure, the ink from before smudged all along his forearms, his jawline, everywhere. His even breathing in his slumber casts a bittersweet frown across Indigo’s face, the realization of what she’s doing hitting her in the gut.

BUt hse can’t back out now, she refuses to allow those around her to suffer anymore because of her, she’s let that virus plague her for far too long.

Latching the door back into place, Indigo turns back to the eerie darkness of the operating room before her, a single, lanky figure hovering over her, their eyes a beady red under the torchlight, awaiting for her to speak the words to them.

“Valdemar, I’m ready.”

[girlwithwolftatoo]

The courtiers +flirting headcanons

Volta:

*Cuteness + Smol + Foodie = best flirting ranking

*Probably will invite you to lunch/brunch/snack and other endless food dates

*To win your heart she’ll make the ultimate sacrifice: give you the last sandwich. That’s how you know she loves you

*Makes large, goofy and lovely letters to you and puts a huge effort in them.

*Lot of smiling and blushing

Vlastomil:

*Very direct with his intentions, will take advantage of every situation to remind you he’s into you.

*Dates includes carriage riding, petting worms, snacks and juicy gossip...

*He has none restriction when he sees you, everyone can see what he’s trying to do ad doesn’t care.

*His huge enemy is himself and his love for worms. Sometimes might forget your dates for being with Wiggler but don’t worry, will retribute you very well next time.

*Soft kisses on the cheek until he sees you’re up to more.

Vulgora:

*Their love is passion fire... sometimes literally set fire to stuff to take your attention.

*Their letters are half aggresive half romantic, something like “If I had your heart in my hand I would keep it in a box next to me everytime”.

*Dates are always at the colliseum or any place where blood is spilled except for Valdemar’s dungeons of course.

*This is the kind of love that hurts. Claws and teeth are always present at cuddling or any other form of touching.

*Use to buy presents to you and gets easily offended if you don’t accept them.

*If you accept their apptempts you’ll be protected forever. They’ll fight any person or creature that upsets you or even looks at you in a manner they don’t like.

Valdemar:

*At first you cannot get what they’re trying to, do they want you for love or for a creepy experiment?

*They use to walk towards you... from behind, and stare at you so deeply it scares.

*They’re not used to write nor give presents but sometimes will invite you to their dungeons to normal stuff like reading or talking about any kind o topics. Don’t lose the fact they’re very intelligent.

*Sometimes you’ll find a hand touching your softly, or crossing through your back and shoulders. Perhaps a sniffing at your hair.

*Perhaps they’ll accept a date outside though they dislike the sun, so you better prepare yourself for a walk at the moon light.

*Maybe at this point they’ll be honest and will tell you about their feelings, and if you say yes get ready for the deepest, warmest kiss you’ll ever receive.

Valerius:

*Since he’s always so bratty to others don’t expect this to change. But some compliments might give you the clue about his intentions.

*Will ask for you to attend any sort of date. He’ll say he just want some “tolerable companion” for breakfast or afternoon free time or theatre plays, of course, but you can see how he blushes when you show up in a gorgeous suit or dress.

*If he feels confident enough will write you a letter, but will never talk about it after. His words are pure intense poetry and that makes him feel embarrased.

*Not too many presents but those are very special. If he gives you a personal thing you can bet he’s deep buried into you.

*Dates are like a russian railroad, you begin with a nice walking at the gardens or a conversation at his chambers and then you’re pinned against a wall with his hands over your body and his lips devouring yours in the most exquisite way.

*But the truth is you’ll have to wait a long time before you hear him say “I love you”. For know, be satisfied to him by calling you his.

[girlwithwolftatoo]

The Courtiers and there s/o getting acupuncture :3

Please forgive for I’m not very enlighted about acupuncture, so I’ll answer this in a very simple way :’)

Volta:

*More nervous than excited. I mean, what kind of people enjoys having needles stuck at their skin? Not her, that’s for sure.

*Asking her to relax is like asking a dog not to drool over their food, almost impossible. She’s still whimpering as lying on the bed, getting preparted for “the worst”.

*Stares at you in panic. But your calmed and sleepy face melts at least half of her fear.

*Now she thinks you look like a hedgehog (an adorable hedgehog) and accepts to take the needles.

Valdemar:

*Of course they know this sort of alternative medicine, though they have no trust enough on it, will do it just to share some time with you (and because, you know… N E E D L E S)

*Skip the explanation behind it and put themselves on the bed with this “bring it on” expression, smiling at you and also the (a little bit frightened) acupuncturist.

* “Sir, I’m affraid you’ll need a few more needles to…” “Yes, it’s fine, dear, put as many as you want…” (a little conversation as they start to look more and more lke a pincushion).

*It’s going to try to play with your needles, and since the acupuncturist won’t let them do it, they’ll recommend to you do another session… at the dungeons… with their own needles.

Vlastomil:

*Gets super excited at this, as everything involving time for self care and relaxing and stuff (I mean, his favorite place is the mud bath but hey, an acupuncture session doesn’t seem very bad).

*You wouldn’t believe how calmed and strangely out-of-this-world he looks, receiving the neddles with the expression of a sleeping statue.

*Actually falls asleep after a few minutes. He’ll always proclaim the session was “too gratifying” and his lack of sleep during some days ago has nothing to see with his sudden K-O.

*Why stop with the acupuncturing? Will almost crawl you to the rest of the spa features, including the so-called mud bath I mentioned before. 

Valerius:

*Obviously this man needs some rest but won’t take it willingly. You’ll have to lure him to the right place before his head explodes.

*Will complain the whole…freaking…time. Even when the first needle goes into his skin will yell a soft “ugh, be careful!” in a moody face. 

* “I bet I look like a stupid porcupine” he claims as you are lying on your respective beds. Stares at you and murmures something like “You look like one too… but at least you’re pretty” (watch on him, he’ll probably try to swallow his own tongue after that).

*Surprisingly the session works and he exits with a best mood. Or maybe it’s just because he had the chance to hear you doing silly jokes the time you were resting. But the next time he’ll ask you to go to a least painful place for self care (crybaby crybaby…)

Vulgora:

*You thought Valerius was a whining mess? Let me introduce you pontifex “don’t fucking touch my face” Vulgora, the thougest yet the most scared of the needles.

* “Why? I mean, what’s the point of this? I’m not a bloody bull, you can’t just prick me and get with it!” (that’s their way to hide the fact they’re super scared).

*To convince them everything’s okay, you are the first on get the needles. And they just stare at you, your relaxed smile and your soft breathing and can’t believe you’re bearing the “torture” with the composture of a monk.

*And yet, they’ll scream and squeal everytime a needle gets into them, claiming this is the most horrible thing they’ve made in their life. Luckily you made them leave their claws at the estate before coming, tha poor bed couldn’t handle such grabbing.

[girlwithwolftatoo]

How would the courtiers react with a touch starved mc?

(Hello, this is the happy hour for fluff content):

Valdemar:

*Not the best hugger so far but it’s okay with you trying to get physical.

*While they work you’re able to hold them from behind as long as you don’t avoid them move freely.

*If they feel inspired, will sit you at their lap and rub their hands through your body. 

*Lots of nice comments about your shape and how they love to touch it. “Maybe, if you’re up to, I’d be very interested in exploring it further… my table will wait for you, my dearest”.

Vlastomil:

*Touchy boi he is so at the moment you slice a hand on his shoulder, he’ll catch you in an endless hug.

*Never lose the chance to pinch your cheeks, boop your nose, rub your hands and arms and whatever uncovered flesh is at his sight.

*And of course will encourage yo to do the same. You will find Vlas is almost as touch starving than you (’cause nobody else would like to place a finger on that poor creepy worm-lover judge).

*His favorite caress are tender, warm smooches, for giving and receiving too. You’ll learn soon that despite his appearence, he’s a nice and soft lover.

Vulgora:

* “You want me to hold you? What the hell is that “hold”? Imma break your fragile bones!” (Not a menace but a warning).

*You’ll have to teach them how to give caresses without letting marks on your body (those claws are a huge danger but their aesthetic is more important than tenderness).

*The first times you aproach them for cuddle time, they hector how rough and powerful they are, but you just need to place a soft kiss at their cheeks and they’ll melt in your hands.

* Hugs are strong, and breathless (for you), but they love to hold you tight and pinch your cheeks as they give compliments (sort of) of how soft and small you are and how they’ll protect you forever.

Valerius:

*His “don’t touch me” facade will melt if you pulse the right strings. In private, please, he has a reputation.

*The fact that you need him to touch you in every single way makes him feel powerful at first, and will chuckle as they rub his hands (of course he’ll make you beg for more).

*Your cuddlings means he’ll mock you ( “isn’t my lamb done yet? do you crave this much for my touching? how needy you are”) but still he’s the best cuddler of the list. Will brush your hair with his fingers, kiss you in any place you offer to him…

*Eventually his own thirst for love will arise and will ask you to retribute his caressing. He will blush and almost purr at the touch of your hands.

Volta:

*She’ll be more than up to fullfill your need of touching, she likes to feel herself close to her special ones.

*If you’re her same size (or even smaller) you can cuddle together at the bed. If you’re taller than her she’ll sit on your knees and place a lot of kisses on your face and neck and hands in a very passionate way.

*Cuddling time includes snacks. You’ll feed each other and if you have remains of food on your face she’ll brush them away (and lick them from her fingers, you cannot waste the food).

*She’ll make a lot of compliments about how soft your skin is, how sweet your scent is, and how you’re like a “precious snack” she wants to eat forever.