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Having kid(s) with the main 6

*Nadia*

This was extremely planned

Like literal years

she definitely wanted to carry the baby

She’s such a good mom wtf

Diplomatic, settles sibling disputes if you have more than one kid

You’re definitely the fun parent

She’s so protective omg

She really loves them though, and makes sure that your kids are happy and healthy at all times

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*Muriel*

He’s so scared when he finds out you’re pregnant

Absolute nervous wreck the entire time

Is so afraid he’s going to accidentally hurt the baby

Loves the shit out of them though

His face just lights up the first time he holds them

He’s a really good dad

Teaches them to tend the chickens when they’re old enough

They really love their dad

He’s a big softy

Teaches them how to protect themselves

Kids absolutely adore him

They always fall asleep on him bc he’s just so big and warm

*Julian*

You had been married for a while

Definitely not planned, but neither of you were upset

He finds the dirty work of delivering a child almost peaceful after the years of watching people die of the plague

Worries about you though

Fun Dad™️

After the first one is born he’s like “I want ten of these right here”

“Three take it or leave it”

Not a lick of sense between the four of them

You are the sole braincell of the family

Outings are, interesting

“Look dad, a pirate ship”

“You know I used to be-“

Having to stop him from telling your kids traumatic shit he now finds funny

*Portia*

You adopted

Portia is very soft and caring

Pepi absolutely loves them

She 100% sleeps next to their head

You and Portia are both really protective, but not necessarily strict either

Only the best education

You all live in Portia’s cottage, so they help their moms with the gardening

Y’all all just cuddle in you and Portia’s bed sometimes

Very close with Nadia’s kid

*Lucio*

He was kind of a one night deal

Yet another oopsie

He’s absent mostly

He really wants to be a good dad but has no idea how to do it

He’s kinda scared actually

Your kid ends up looking a lot like him

You keep him updated on milestones and whatnot (their first word was “papa” 😔)

Supervised visits at McDonald’s type beat

Taught your two year old how to say “fuck” when you were in the bathroom

Lucio eventually starts getting closer

Unsupervised weekend visits

Spoils them

You’re 100% sure he lets them act up at his house, but you can’t tell because they behave with you

You and Lucio never really get together, but you eventually become really good coparents.

“Lucio stop teaching them to swear”

*Asra*

Extremely planned

Good dad™️

Really loves them

Carries them everywhere

Let’s them sleep with you two entirely too often. They’re super comfortable coming to you two with their problems

Definitely wants more than one kid

A whole gaggle of children

You adopt a couple too

He is the CEO of dads

Fixer of scraped knees, dryer of tears

the comfort parent

Kids always have friends over

At least 12 kids in the house at all times, only half of them are yours

Just sleeping on any surface

“Y’all have beds, why are you on the kitchen counter??”

Asra doesn’t really mind as long as they’re safe

Drives you nuts though

“Go get in y o u r bed”

“Fine”

#the arcana #reblog #babies!!!#my baby fever is immeasurable

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oopcio · 4 years

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the twisted wonderland fandom is already a thing??? and i wanna be a part of it but i can’t read any of it??? 😭 what a cruel, cruel world

#jiah speaks #twisted wonderland

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OH MY GOD

A curse has fallen on Vesuvia… Everyone’s swapped outfits?! Link: https://store.nixhydra.com/product/preorder-outfit-swap

#the arcana game #the arcana #reblog #jiah speaks #ASRA IN VOLTA’S CLOTHES #VALERIUS IN NADIA’S #oh my heart

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oopcio · 4 years

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Part 2

"Gods.....I'm close!!" Lucio growled in her ear. He then bit on her shoulder hard and thrusted more and more. As soon as Lucio declared his closeness to climax, Nadia pulled Lucinda into a rough kiss, their tongues battling with each other.

Lucio gasped and led out a very loud groan as he ejected his cum inside Lucinda's womb, panting harshly. His hot breath hitting on Lucinda's cooler skin.

Lucinda was literally shaking from the stimulation and pleasure, her arousal finally crashing into orgasm. Her body felt limp and she collapsed onto Nadia's chest and held onto her for support, vibrating from delectation and rapture.

"Woah. Is she alright??" Lucio got a bit worried about the trembling girl as he slipped out of her, his cock finally losing its erectness.

"She seems fine, she is just tired" Nadia cuddled with her, holding her close like a baby and soothing her up by running her fingers through her raven hair.

"Oh, Ok then" Lucio approached Lucinda and kissed her shoulder, hugging her tight from behind.

He then whispered something to her which she did not expect at all from him.

"Happy birthday Lucinda"

Lucinda's eyes widened from surprise as she turned to Lucio.

"Y-You knew about my birthday??"

"Of course. Me and Noddy planned a nice birthday gift for you. Our little love-making session was a small part of it. There is more that we have in store for you" Lucio winked at her with a cocky smirk.

Lucinda blushed deep red as she buried her face in Nadia's chest.

"I love you both" she timidly confessed, hugging Nadia close.

Nadia blushed and embraced her back.

"I love you too Lucinda" she admitted her strong feelings towards her.

Lucio giggled and buried his face in Lucinda's shoulder, planting uncountable kisses on her naked skin.

The three of them stayed together on Lucio's bed as they relaxed in silence. Lucinda was glad to know that the two of her crushes were happily returning her feelings. She was gratified to be with them, ready to spend the rest of her life with both of them.

The moon for sure was shining very brightly tonight.......

Perhaps the magic of the three's intense love amalgamating with one another made the night even more special than any other night Lucinda had ever spent before.

And this night was also special because this was her best birthday ever.........

The end.......

Part 1 :

#the arcana #the arcana game #fan apprentice #arcana apprentice #lucio morgasson #count lucio #countess nadia #nadia satrinava #lucinda the apprentice #reblog #a part 2?#i am SPOILED

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THANK YOU SM @sahana-anand I SHALL HAVE THIS FOR BREAKFAST AGAHAHAHWWN

No I In Threesome

Game : The Arcana

Pairing : Nadia Satrinava/Lucinda Wei/Lucio Morgasson

Warnings : threesome sex

Characters : Lucio Morgasson, Lucinda Wei (OC of @dreamygi ) and Nadia Satrinava

Timeline : Pre-plague

This story is based on this song :

And this is story was requested by the sweetie Jiah (@dreamygi )

Third Person POV

It was a normal inky black night in Vesuvia. The moon was shining out in the sky as usual and the stars twinkled with it.

People were bustling around the city minding their own business in the crowds. It was too packed up outside but that didn't mean that the condition inside the palace was any different.

In the Count's palace, a young lady was scrambling on her legs as she rushed for the Count's aid because she was summoned by him. Her flowy black hair followed her pace and her dark brown eyes were frantically moving here and there as she changed directions.

Once she reached his room, she knocked thrice at the door. From the other side, a muffled and cheery 'Come in!' came. And so, the pretty lady opened the door and entered.

"Lucinda! How nice to see my favorite maid come to me for my assistance" the count flaunted. Lucinda smiled at the count and approached him.

"You flatter me Count Lucio" she replied.

"So tell me sir, what can I do for you?"

"You see, the dinner you made today was really great Lucinda, but unfortunately I could not get enough of your delicious cooking. So can you please make some of your scrumptious cookies to satisfy my hunger?" He requested.

"Your Highness, you should not. First, it will ruin your appetite. And second, the dinner was one big load of food. If you eat more, it would not be healthy for you" she lectured him.

"Oh come on, can't I get something small and sweet to melt my mouth?" He pouted angrily.

"Your Grace, I would love to feed you with as many cookies I can make but, now is not the time. I am really sorry" she told him.

"Ugh fine....You are dismissed then" he pouted again, crossing his arms and sitting on his bed, turning his head away from her like an angry child.

Lucinda felt a bit pity on the childish Count. Nobody knew this but, Lucinda has a small crush on the Count.

........

..............

.......................

........OK that was a lie. She had a FAT crush on Lucio.

His conceited smile, his golden hair, his porcelain skin and his shining silver eyes were enough to make her lose her mind. She fell for him when she saw him for the first time. The fact that she was the Count's favourite maid made her heart swell with joy.

But for now, Lucinda had to refuse the count for feeding him cookies because she was worried about his health and didn't want him to become ill. She cared about him a lot and was denying him for his own good, even if it pained her heart to see Lucio being dissapointed.

But it didn't last long as Lucio's face brightened up again with an awfully suspicious smirk on his lips.

Lucinda raised her eyebrow. "Is something wrong Your Highness?"

"You see, if not cookies then how about a massage? My shoulders have become a bit stiff from sitting through countless meetings" he rubbed his shoulder to soothe it.

"Oh I can do that" Lucinda cracked her knuckles to get them nicely moving.

Lucio stripped from his coat and removed his upper clothing till his chest was exposed to the air. He relaxed himself on the bed in an extremely sexy pose which flexed his abdominal muscles.

"So where should I sta- Ahh!!!"

Lucinda squeaked from surprise and backed away a bit, blushing madly on seeing the half-naked Count.

"Y-Your Highness! Why are you naked!!?" Lucinda covered her eyes.

"I need to take off my clothes for a better effect, don't I? That's why I removed them. I want to feel your soft and proficient hands on me" he rubbed his chest in a seducing manner.

Lucinda blushed harder.

"Are you sure about this, Your Highness??" She asked one more time.

"I'm very sure about this, Darling" he winked at her, the nickname making her more flustered.

Lucinda gulped, but then approached the Count slowly. Her hands were shaking the whole time. She sits beside Lucio, hesitant to touch his body. This was the first time she was seeing him naked.

"T-Turn around please" she shyly requested him.

Lucio nodded and roller over, his back on top.

They were bestrowed with battle scars. Some of them were light and had almost healed up while some of them looked very deep and odious.

Lucinda winced at seeing each of the scars, her pity on him growing more.

"Don't worry. It was all in the past. Each scar had its own story though. Maybe I will tell you about them in the future" Lucio winked at her.

Lucinda blushed and nodded. She then took hold of his shoulders and pressed them, earning a quiet moan from him.

She continued putting pressure on them, easing the knots up and careful not to scrap his skin with her nails. She then moves onto his back where she accidentally touched one of the scars which had got swollen with time, making Lucio hiss from pain.

"Sorry" she apologized.

"I-It's alright. I'm fine" he breathed.

"I-I need to put oil on your wounds. That way it will not hurt". Lucinda gets a small bottle of rose-scented oil from her pocket and pours it on her hands. After her hands were smeared with oil, she massaged his whole back gently.

Lucio moaned louder from relief. Lucinda blushed more but she concentrated on her hands to skillfully massage his back. She felt every scar of his on her palm, sending shivers down her spine.

Lucinda could literally see the battlefield in front of her when she touched his wounds. The colliding of metal swords and shields and multiple corpses lying on the mud, bloodshed and ear-piercing screams everywhere. She could imagine everything.

She felt sorry for the Count. He has fought multiple battles and each wound must have hurt him to the maximum. She was really feeling guilty that how she was not by his side when he was in deep pain. She loved him so much that if he gets hurt, Lucinda too would would be injured.

She really really loved him to the most.......

Lucinda was so drowned in her trance that she didn't notice herself getting pinned down on the bed and her dress being removed from her body. However she was broken from her daydreaming when she felt someone sucking on her neck.

Yes......you guessed it right. It was Lucio who was kissing her.

"L-Lucio?! What are you doing?!!" Lucinda was beyond astonished to witness herself fully naked under the Count who had her trapped between his body and his elegant bed.

"You have been teasing me too much. It's time for your punishment" he then bit on her neck, making her yelp loudly and hold onto his shoulder and his hair.

Lucio groaned against her neck and sucked onto where he had bitten her. Lucinda's face was flushed red and she was desperately pulling on the sheets of the bed and his blonde hair, moaning from pleasure.

Lucio pulled away, looking at his masterpiece, smirking at how beautiful it was looking on her soft skin

. A dark red mark was smothered on her neck, ruining the perfection of her skin yet the love bite looked ideal on her.

"L-Lucio....... what was all this??" She asked him, dumbfounded from the sudden affection by the Count on a maid like her.

"Lucinda.....this may seem a bit sudden as it has been only week since you came here but, I have fallen for you. You are so caring towards me.....towards all of us, for that matter. And you are so prepossessing to eyes......I cannot even describe how pretty you are"

Lucio caressed her raven black hair, kissing it softly. Lucinda blushed more and pulled him into an immediate kiss.

That was all she wanted to hear from the Count.........

Lucio was taken aback for a bit, but it did not take him long to melt into the kiss and pull her closer by her head.

Lucinda rolled over so that she is on top and sat on his lap, not breaking the kiss. Lucio held her closer, pressing their bodies together. He had his hands on her bottom, squeezing them.

Lucio then broke the kiss and started pecking her bosom, occasionally biting on it lightly. Lucinda buried her fingers in his hair again as she led out lewd noises. She really wanted to remove his pants and stop the small play already.

She wanted him.....right......now........

"I see that you two are having fun without me"

Lucinda and Lucio both gasped from surprise looked sharply at where the voice came from.

And there was Nadia. She was standing there, her face impassive and her arms crossed as she stared at both of them, especially at the naked ravenette.

But how did Nadia get into the room?

Oh......They had forgotten to lock the door....

"Oh hello Noddy! Fancy seeing you here. But unfortunately, you came at a wrong time. Me and Lucinda were doing some..........private business. So do you mind coming back later??" Lucio gave a guiltless smile.

Nadia shook her head with disapproval and rubbed her eyebrows. She was very very disappointed with the immature Count.

"Lucio, I thought we had a deal that we both would share her" Nadia replied.

"Wait, deal??" Lucinda let go of Lucio and covered herself with a blanket. She was really confused what the hell they both were talking about.

"Yes you heard it right. You see, we both have become quite...... attracted to you, and we both want you. But we didn't want to fight with each other so we both came to an agreement that we shall share you" Nadia explained.

"Oh.....is that so, Milady?" Lucinda blushed pink. Was she hearing this right? That both the Count and the Countess were attracted to her??

"Yes of course. You are so interesting after all. You made us get attracted to you in less than a week. Now that is special, isn't it?" Nadia's cheeks flushed pink.

"Unfortunately, it seems like Lucio has already made his move. But I don't really care about that. So, would you mind if I join, Lucinda?" She asked her, seduction and lust eminent in her tone.

"O-Of course Milady. I don't mind at all", Lucinda had a bright blush on her face too.

Not going to lie, but Lucinda had a huge crush on Nadia too.

The day when she first saw her truly smiling and laughing, her heart had skipped a beat, and that's when she knew that she had indeed fallen for her. Her caring and sagacious personality was what she was attracted to the most.

Lucinda felt her face being cupped by Nadia as she pressed her lips with hers. Lucinda's cheeks got heated up but she obligingly kissed the Countess, pulling her closer.

She noticed how nice the Countess was smelling. She had the scents of jasmine and many other perfumes she could not recognise. But the fact was tru that she was smelling very very divine.

Though she really wanted to concentrate on the soft lips of the Countess, she could not ignore Lucio who was taking off his pants and underwear only to reveal his erect and throbbing meat.

Lucinda gulped inwardly seeing how big he was. Was it even going to fit in her? It will not break her, will it?

"Don't worry about him Dear. Have your beautiful eyes on me" Nadia turned her head towards her and continued to kiss her passionately.

Lucinda kissed back with the same passion but she gasped when she felt the rod griding against her entrance, teasing her and making her wet.

Lucio had taken hold of her soft hips, massaging them and playing with her skin while running his cock on her rose bud, moaning from the electrifying feel.

Lucinda's hand was cupping Nadia's cheek while the other hand had taken hold of Lucio's cock, lining it up to her entrance.

She was tired of all the teasing. She was craving for the real fun now.

Lucio got the signal of hers and smirked. He then wasted no time in inserting his cock inside her hole, groaning from pleasure when he felt his whole meat fit perfectly into her.

Lucinda gasped again and led out another loud moan when she felt his tip poking her spot. Nadia broke the kiss and started pecking her neck, groping her breasts while doing so.

Lucio started moving at a moderate speed, making sure to hit her spot with every thrust.

Lucinda led out many melodious and dirty noises from her throat. The skin of her neck vibrating with the reasonances of her moans.

Nadia bit on her neck and started leaving marks all over. Lucio groaned again and spanked her bottom hard, speeding himself up and leaning onto Lucinda's back, digging his nails on her hips.

Now that was going to leave a nasty mark....

"Oh gods!!....L-Lucio!! Nadia!!" Lucinda screamed both of their names, panting from breathlessness. She was getting so much pleasure from both the sides that she was on the verge of losing herself to orgasm already.

"Yes...scream my name....just like that" Lucio whispered in her hear and bit it, tugging on it lightly with his teeth.

Nadia on the other hand had littered her skin with many purple love bites and moved onto sucking her breast buttons next, occasionally licking and grinding them between her teeth which made Lucinda get closer to orgasm.

.......Not that Lucio wasn't trying his best to make her cum........

And speaking of Lucio, he was at his fastest now. He was hitting her spot multiple times, making Lucinda tremble and scream his name shamelessly.

Lucinda turned her head to press her lips against the blonde Count's and devour his lips hungrily as she whimpered from the pleasure spreading through her whole body.

Nadia had left many love bites similar to the previous ones on her chest and her hand was rubbing Lucinda's rose bud harshly, earning a high-pitched moan from her.

The room was echoing with the moans and groans of the three. Wet and vigorous slapping noises and intense sucking sounds were highly noticable. Both Lucio and Nadia weren't having any mercy on her and Lucinda was liking all of this.

Correction......Lucinda was loving all of this...........

Part 2 :

#the arcana #the arcana game #fan apprentice #arcana apprentice #count lucio #lucio morgasson #nadia satrinava #countess nadia #lucinda the apprentice #reblog #HOLY FUCK

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Red, Orange, Pink and Gray all the way for Jiah Babe 😉

oh how i love u 😭💕💖💜✨🥺

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Can we have soft ones of the main 6 crying then mc comes to gently kiss away all their tears before asking what's wrong?

So. Here. We. Go! Tbh I can perfectly relate to wanting to cry atm, but at least I have some lovely requests to fill up my time! I hope you enjoy!

REQUESTS OPEN and here is my Masterlist!

Asra

Strange, you can’t find Asra anywhere.

Maybe once upon a time it would have been normal but its been a long time since he just disappeared without telling you.

So despite the supplies in need of stacking on the shelves you look everywhere for him; behind the counter and in between the shelves.

You’re just about to make your way up the stairs stopping as you draw past the reading room.

Someone sniffles behind the curtain, almost bemused you swipe it back half expecting Asra to jump out to scare you with his sly fox-like smirk.

Its empty, you could have sworn...

Another sniffle, from under the table. The purple cloth flutters slightly as you crouch down with a roll of your eyes, pulling back the cloth.

“Haha Asra very funny, come out-” Asra’s jumps from within the shadows, his head cracking against the underside of the table with a dull thud.

How did you manage to surprise him? Surely he knew you were there?

But then you notice the reason he’s hiding when you look at his face; ruddy and tear-stained, his eyelashes have droplets of water on them and he’s curled up against his knees hugging them to his chest.

Without thinking you crawl on your hands and knees toward him, placing your hands on his knees and pushing them down so you can sit facing him in his lap.

You don’t say anything else as you wrap your arms around his neck, you don’t need to, but Asra seems unsure as his arms wrap around your waist and he buries his face into your neck letting out a broken sob.

The tears run down your collarbone as you massage a hand against his scalp, whenever Asra cries your heart aches, this time is no different.

You pull back slightly and caress his jaw with your hand, stroking his ear and the side of his face, wiping tears away with your thumb as his cautious eyes gaze up into your face.

You hold his gaze steady before kissing his chin, trailing your lips to the corners of his mouth and to his nose where a stray tear is hanging of it, then along his cheeks and finally planting gentle fluttering kisses to his eyelids.

The kisses themselves melt the tenseness in his shoulders and hush his broken, choked sobs as he calms. Arms still hugging your waist as you tenderly stroke his hair from his face and ask what’s wrong.

He shows you the letter he found. The letter he left for you before the plague, bringing back all those horrible, sad memories.

He cries a bit more but it’s okay, you’re here to wipe them away.

Nadia

Nadia is back an hour earlier than you expected her to be.

Whisking into the bedchambers without even glancing in your direction and closing the door with a shaky sigh.

Her back is turned to you, her palms splayed against the door and leaning heavily onto the wood. Her breathing seems ragged.

“Everything okay? You’re back early.”

The meeting she was in must have gone quicker than Nadia had expected, but her body language looks all off as she straightens stiffly at the sound of your voice.

Clearly she hadn’t expected you to be here yet either, the sound of your voice usually made her dementor change but instead of a relaxing slouch in her shoulders she seems... tense.

Not even looking your way, she stands stock still at the door. If you didn’t know any better you’d say she was thinking about going right back out that door with our even acknowledging you.

“Nadi?” You stand and walk softly over to Nadia, placing a hand on her shoulder and beckoning her to turn and face you. Her hesitation is noticeable as she gives pause before turning to you gaze.

Her lips are trembling, prompting her to bite down on her bottom lip to quell it as she takes a few deep unsteady breaths, sweeping her eyes upwards so that the tears pooling in the corner of her eyes don’t make it down her face.

But a few are already tracing lines down her face, dripping from her chin, you can tell she’s doing all she can to hold them back.

It’s so rare to see her cry that you are taken aback, whatever could have caused her such upset? Especially something she seems to want to hide from you?

It doesn’t matter right now though.

Sliding your hands into hers you lead Nadia slowly to the chair at the vanity, not saying anything as she sits down on the cushioned seat you kneel before her comfortingly stroking her hands as the tears begin to freely drip down her face.

She cries quieter than most you’ve noticed, for reasons you can only guess but all you can do is comfort her as her head droops down and her hair becomes a curtain hiding her face.

Leaning up you stroke it out of the way and nuzzle against her face, kissing across her cheeks and bridge of her nose. You gently slide the ornaments from her hair and take off the other pieces of jewellery, taking the damp cloth from a bowl of water you dab away the tear-stains and the makeup as her sniffles subside.

When she finally gathers the strength to look in your eyes Nadia’s lips tilt slightly and you lean in to give her a final kiss on the lips, soothing the place where she bit down on her lips.

When you ask her what’s wrong Nadia gives you a small sigh, “I worried too much about what strangers thought of me, when really the only person’s opinion I care for is yours.”

Her words make your chest warm, if you’re being honest it’s a nice that she trusts you above all others.

Julian

Its odd how quiet Julian is that evening.

Seeing as he’s almost always under your feet with his chatter and charm the silence has thrown you through a loop.

You’re just about to ask him what’s going on when you feel his chest press against your back, his hands hugging your arms to your side as he nestles his chin atop your head.

Odd but not entirely un-Julian-like.

That is until you hear a long shaky sigh from him and feel drops of water tickling your scalp, one falls on your nose and then to your lips. The salty tang is not unfamiliar.

“Julian... are you crying?” His arms tighten around you as Julian makes a small sound in the back of his throat, but it rumbles against your skull as he presses his face into your hair.

Despite your concern, the fact that he’s crying into your hair is enough to make you fight gently against the hold he has on you so that you can turn around.

He still hugs you close, but now you can see he is indeed crying. Pale face flushed red around his eyes and tears rolling down his cheeks and off his chin and nose. His eyes are squeezed shut as he buries his face in your hair again, almost as if he wants to escape into it.

You let him hug you awhile longer as his sobs subside and his grip around you loosens more, tugging him to the bed you quickly slide off his boots and lay down with him.

Stroking his face with a gentle trailing finger as he clutches you against him, the flutter of his heart is almost audible as you are sidled up to his chest and his forehead is hot to the touch.

You start to think he’s ill, but that doesn’t seem entirely right.

He just seems... sad.

Julian mumbles a hushed “sorry” against you, hiccupping back as he chokes the word out. You shake your head slowly, it’s not at all his fault.

And you say as much more with your touch than anything else, sliding your hands against his neck and cupping his jaw with them. You run your thumbs lightly over his lip before pecking him on the lips, he smiles slightly so you continue. Kissing away the stray tears on his chin and his nose, brushing your lips over his cheeks and finally planting a longer kiss against his lips.

He uses his whole body to embrace you after that as you ask him what was wrong, although reluctant Julian relents, clearing his throat as a flush of embarrassment rushes to his cheeks.

“I just got a bit stuck in my head m’dear,” usually that means he’s been overthinking, that’s okay you missed hearing his voice.

You both talk for hours that night.

Muriel

You’re well aware of Muriel’s nightmares by now.

So when his thrashing wakes you in the middle of the night you’re on autopilot, kneeling up on the bed and stroking his brow as you shush his panicked breaths.

Anything else and he may accidently club you with his fists, he’s told you as much, but tonight seems particularly bad.

Making a split second decision you decide to wake him, you know you shouldn’t but he looks terrified in his sleep, eyes screwed up, hair messy and chest heaving.

All of a sudden he jolts awake, despite the darkness you can see the shock in the eyes of your mountain man. Leaning over his lap with ragged breathing, fists curled tight in the sheets.

When you gently call his name Muriel jumps slightly turning to you and his usually stoic face is already streaked with tears, wild beautiful eyes zoned in on you as he remembers where he is and who you are.

Muriel lets out a sharp breath, maybe of relief or some other emotion as you sidle up next to him and place your hand on his and lean against his shoulder in solidarity.

You feel a new wave of sobbing shake through his body at this, nevertheless you convince him to lay back down as he softly cries. You’re just about to lie next to him when Muriel pulls you flush against his chest so that you are lying on top of him.

Slowly you card your hand through his hair and out of his face where it is plastered against his wet cheeks, taking in his trembling lips and the crease of his brow you can only lull him quietly back to a state of exhaustion from the late hour and the crying.

When he’s exhausted himself Muriel seems embarrassed but still holds you close, not wanting to let go.

As if it’s the most normal thing in the world you nuzzle your face against his, feeling the wetness of his tears on the stubble of his chin but not really caring as your lips kiss the corner of his eyes. Muriel closes them and leaves them closed as you kiss away the tears on his cheeks and then sooth his trembling lips with your own, long and languid as his breathing slows.

Job done you caress his face with your hand, trailing the scar on his jaw as you ask him about the nightmare and what’s wrong.

He almost shakes his head but thinking better of it Muriel simply says, “I lost you, I don’t want to lose you. I don’t want to be alone again.”

One day you hope his nightmares will plague him no more, but you’ll never let him be alone either way.

Portia

When you come back to the cottage you find Portia on the swing seat under the wisteria.

You can’t blame her, it is a beautiful evening but as you approach you can see her head is buried in her hands even as Pepi tries and fails to get pets by winding in the young woman’s lap.

Portia startles at your footsteps, seeming to quickly swipe away her tears so that you don’t notice, too late for that but you stay silent. Clearly she doesn’t want to talk about it just yet.

Plonking yourself down next to Portia on the swing, it sways under the two of you as you place an arm over Portia’s shoulder and she nestles into your touch with a shaky sigh.

Wrapping your hand in some of her curls you snuggle her back as she cries softly, even from the side you can see the flashing red of her cheeks as they glisten from the tears and the evening sun.

It takes a long while for the tears to subside, long enough that the sun sets and the fireflies dance around the garden in the evening air, plucking a bunch of wisteria from above you tuck it back behind her ear prompting a small teary smile.

Turning to face you, you place a gentle kiss against her cheek, salty tang prompting you to kiss her tears away as she giggles despite the thick feeling in her throat. Smirking you pepper her face with kisses, so many that instead of crying more tears Portia laughs.

Tucking her curls behind her ears you tickle her cheeks as your fingers brush over them, Portia nuzzling into your hands as you do so and placing her hands over yours to press them against her skin.

With a tilted smile and a soft tone you ask her what’s wrong, she gives you a semi-shrug and frowns to herself.

“It’s just a bunch of small things, really, ya’know? Dropping you favourite mug, doing something embarrassing, accidently stepping on Pepi’s little paw....”

You laugh a tiny bit in sympathy, but you know what Portia means. You’ve had a few of those day’s, but sometimes it helps to cry over them.

Lucio

If you didn’t know any better you’d say Lucio was avoiding you.

Its so unlike him that you’ve put off everything that afternoon to search the place for him, but being such a big place like the palace it’s next to impossible to find someone.

Fortunately you know two hunting dogs who will take any bribe to find their master for you, although leading you to a broom closet wasn’t entirely what you expected.

But the sniffling coming form inside is enough prompting for you to open the door and peer down at Lucio sitting on the floor with a blanket over his head, rolling your eyes you enter and sit next to him closing the door as the sniffles pause for a moment.

Tugging the blanket off Lucio’s head your eyes widen, not only at his mussed up hair or the dust from the clearly dirty blanket but at his face where the dust has plastered itself to his damp cheeks and tears have smudged his makeup.

Red faced he tries to tug the blanket back over his head but you remain firm and keep it down cocking your head with a questioning look.

It’s okay for him to cry around you, but he seems adamant to hide from your stare.

Wordlessly you use the sleeve of your shirt to dab at his cheeks wiping away the dust and make up, your kindness only seems to serve more weight on Lucio’s mind as he begins sobbing loudly trying to muffle them with a hand.

But when that does not seem to work you gently tug his chin toward your face and plant a long lingering kiss against his trembling lips, Lucio gulps slightly but returns it all the same.

His cries turn to sniffles once more and as they subside you massage your hands against his shoulders, planting further kisses to his cheekbones and nose and with certain finality you brush your palms over his face and give him an endearing look as you ask him what’s wrong.

“I don’t think... I deserve you.” It seems hard for Lucio to admit, and it definitely rises an eyebrow on your part.

But maybe him believing that is what makes him deserve you.

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