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thefishermansharbor · 1 year

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What does the arcana do when they’re caught making out with you?

The arcana x GN!Reader

Synopsis: This won my most recent poll, so how do the main 6 in the arcana react to someone walking in on them kissing their partner?

Asra Alnazar:

He kisses you more passionately as to prove how much he loves you in front of people. He doesn’t even notice the other person for a solid minute.

If you’re conscious or embarrassed about it, he’ll happily stop. He might stop physically - but while he’s waiting for you guys to find a more private spot, he’s fantasizing about you.

He’s completely guiltless about it as well. Doesn’t feel a tad of embarrassment or shame. Although he does blush a bit, but that’s because of his attraction to you. Not because of the situation.

The thing he might do however is politely excuse you both from the person who walked in on you.

“O great magicians, the countess has requested an audience with you!” The chamberlain shouted, from outside your room. Displeased at your lack of response, the chamberlain shouts once more. “O great magicians, COME AT ONCE!” They sighed, shaking their head before shoving the door open.

“ … Magicians?”

You’re sat on Asra’s lap, facing him. The two of you are kissing passionately and there are several lipstick stains of your shade of lipstick going down his neck and around his face. He seems to be happy as ever, not even noticing the shouting from the chamberlain.

“ .. MAGICIANS!”

Asra rolls his eyes and looks over, breaking away from the kiss. Staring at the chamberlain, he says casually, “ .. oh, it’s you. Hello.” You slowly get off of Asra and wave awkwardly. He smiles, “ tell Nadi we’ll be there in five minutes.” Before the chamberlain can respond, Asra pulls you in again. Not caring at all for the poor chamberlain who’s stood in the doorway stunned and weirded out.

Nadia Satrinava:

Depending on who it is, she’s either only a little embarrassed or super embarrassed. There is no in-between.

If it’s a palace servant, she’ll simply blush a bit but quickly recollect herself and help with whatever task is in need of her attention.

If it’s a friend or family member, she stutters awkwardly and is more or less unable to reply normally. She just stands there in silence but in her head she’s screaming.

She’s not ashamed of you at all - she just wants to keep her private time private when it comes to servants, and with her family - she doesn’t tell them much and most likely didn’t tell them about your relationship yet if she wasn’t 100% sure you were the one.

Nasmira is watering the garden, one of her favorite parts of the vesuvian castle. She adores the little grass labyrinth behind the palace, and always tends to it when visiting her dear sister. She snipped off stray branches and leaves, and then crossed the corner to move ahead.

She paused as she you and Nadia together, kissing. You have your hands running through Nadia’s long hair, and she’s rubbing circles onto your back while you both are immersed in each other.

“DiDi?” Nasmira says, surprised to see you and Nadia.. Like that.

Nadia turns, and shrieks before covering her mouth. “Oh my! Mira, I– I–..” She immediately lets go off you and steps a foot or so away from you. “Why, I wasn’t expecting your company today..” She says, her face covered in a pinkish blush.

“ .. Now I know why you talked so fondly of your magician friend.” Nasmira teases, smiling warmly at the both of you.

Julian Devorak:

He blushes slightly, but doesn’t really care. He’s happy when he’s around you, and not much could possibly sour his mood whenever you’re around.

Is very polite about it. He’ll stop kissing you and focus his energy on the other person, but will still want to be showing you appreciation by having an arm wrapped around your waist, or holding your hand.

He doesn’t feel the need to keep going as soon as the person leaves, but he will if that’s what you want. He’ll do whatever you want <3

Julian peppered your face in kisses, sat in the living room of Mazelinka’s house. He moved over to your lips, kissing you passionately and planting his hands on your torso and waist. He felt as if he were on cloud 9, so infatuated with you and all of your quirks and kinks.

A figure came back through from the kitchen, carrying a large bowl of soup and staring impatiently back at the two of you.

“ oh ho ho, Am I interrupting something?” Mazelinka said with a smirk. Shaking her head at the display of love you two were undergoing in her living room.

Julian moves his head back, stopping the kiss. His hands still lingered on your body, but he turned over to look at the older woman. “No, not at all. We were..” He cleared his throat. “ .. just being in each others’ presence.”

“ Oh no, continue. I could use more grandchildren, it’s been a while since I’ve had some children to look after. But just not here – I’m trying to eat.” She sipped at her soup, staring at the two of you and then at the door. “ GO! I’ll only be alive for so many more years, you two could stand to speed up the process a bit..”

He just laughed and smiled, interlocking his fingers with yours.

Muriel the outsider:

Is the most embarrassed out of everyone else on the list. He’s blushing furiously and goes extremely quiet and timid.

He’s already nervous in front of people - he definitely doesn’t need this extra attention! Poor guy covers his mouth with his hands, as if to conceal the fact that you’ve just been kissing.

He lets you smooth it over - he couldn’t handle talking to anyone else but you after that embarrassing incident! He’s completely and utterly horrified to say the least.

Just sort of stares at the person. To any normal person, it’d look like he was glaring to high hell but to him he’s just afraid of having to deal with it.

After a long day, Muriel couldn’t have thought of anything better than to go home with you and have a ‘loving’ session. You two were on top of the rug in front of the fire at his hut, he was kissing your neck and shoulder. He felt so loved and appreciated.

The keylock jingled, and Asra walked through.

“Muriellll~!” He said in a sing-song voice. “I can’t find [Name], have you seen the–... oh.”

Muriel stares at him blankly. A mix of shock and shame washing over him at once. You smile, and stand up to go hug and greet Asra. He covers his face with his left hand, his eyes never leave the floor as he can feel himself go beetroot red. He can’t help it, he’s just so confused on why he didn’t hear Asra come in and why he didn’t spare himself this situation.

Lucio Morgasson:

Isn’t embarrassed at all. If anything, he’s angry. He thinks the person has a lot of nerve bothering him while he’s trying to enjoy his private time with his lover, how foolish of them.

He probably either insults them or shouts at them, to which you have to tell him not to and that it’s totally fine.

If the other person is grossed out, you’re probably the one smoothing the situation over entirely.

His logic is ‘ I’m count and I say the shit I want.’ So he feels no remorse for shotuing at the other person either.

Lucio’s eyes traced the outline of your body with a feverish grin. He couldn’t stop himself from grabbing you by the arms and going in for a deep and long kiss. Neither one of you breaks until you’re both almost out of breath, in which you give it a minute before going back to it.

A servant whips past the two of you, accidentally splitting you apart. The poor servant doesn’t even notice as they hurry past you and start scrubbing a spill from earlier. Lucio looks down at them in silent outrage.

“ Do you know who I am? It is I, your very count! How dare you interrupt my private time!” He yells, the servant looks up nervously.

“ oh, my lord! I’m so sorry my lord, please I didn’t mean it!” they beg.

Lucio spits at them, “ – leave my sight, please.” He shakes his head as they scamper off in fear. “ Get lost! You’re fortunate I don’t fire you!” All you can do is give them an empathetic look before tangling yourself once more with your lover.

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Hello! So sorry I've been gone, my account got hacked and I had to make a new one entirely. How annoying is that? Very annoying! Don't worry though, I'll be reposting my old content as well as coming back with all of my new work.

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zeroone-eleven · 1 month

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Gifts & Thoughts (M6); The Arcana

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Summary: The Main 6 and the gifts they send the Main Character. [Upright Endings]

Requested? ❌

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

"Is it obvious that all of this is right?"

-Elijah Woods, 24/7 365.

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Nadia Satrinava:

Elegance, is the word for the gifts she spoils you with.

Everything she gifts you always has a connection to a certain time you have spent together.

A memorable date? A memorable day? A memorable moment? It doesn't matter;

Even the jewels that always color coordinate with your outfit palette has some sort of underlying memory connected to them.

Prepare to get showered with the finest, most intricately detailed accessories that Nadia associates with your shared memories.

Small mechanical inventions for your familiar. Like the little toys she made for Chandra.

Just as much as she pampers you, Nadia spares no expense in both monetary value and thought value to the things she creates for your familiar.

Your familiar is never going to feel bored within the Palace grounds, what with both Chandra and Nadia's little inventions to keep them company when you aren't there.

Light silk clothes in your preferred color palette, while the Vesuvian weather makes velvet and other similar fabrics impractical-

Nadia is well versed with the versatility of silk with the heat.

The silks she gifts you are to be imported from Praka, she will settle for gifting you no other silks but the finest kind in all the world.

The embroidery on these clothing items are always customized:

A pattern of a colorful forest: When you hunted down Lucio's ghost together.

A pattern of a wheat field: For that time you screamed your grievances to the heavens.

A pattern of waves, a small island with a singular angled tree: For the time you swam with her in the High Priestess' domain.

Asra Alnazar:

Scrapbooks is the vibe that comes to mind whenever the gift is from Asra.

For his presents are a mix of both learning, and simple sentimentalities.

There are still times where he goes on his own adventures and whenever he does, he never fails to bring back a tricket (Or five) which had reminded him of you in some way.

A leatherbound journal, with a burnt in pattern. For note taking when you're working on spell adjustments.

A small gemstone imbued with a protection spell, or a spell for luck, or healing- That has been fashioned into a necklace.

Herbs that he dries himself.

Self-made tea blends that he has subjected himself to tasting before handing you the perfected blends.

Matching knitted sweaters for you and your familiar, imbued with temperature regulation spells.

Spell tomes he bought, read, and then annotated with possible helpful tips, or everyday commentary to make your learning easier and more fun.

Julian Devorak:

Tomfoolery. That's it. That's his type of gifts.

A pun book, that he had somehow managed to talk Malak into gently dropping on you.

A sealed bottle with a preserved leach inside, reminiscent of the time you both thought to bathe in a suspiciously muddled pond.

He buys small journals, and writes down his adventure stories within them before handing them over to you.

Sometimes he'd send you a "Doctor's Prescription" that contain sweet gestures such as ten hugs a day, four kisses per hour, a "Nap" with him that lasts at least 12 hours-

Julian is an actor, a performer, an artist, a man of the arts. He always comes up with a new way to make a gift unique from the rest despite them being almost the same in form.

You now have a slowly growing folder of all the Doctor's Prescriptions you have been prescribed.

Thankfully, you only have a single bottle of leech and there is no indication that there will ever be another one.

Muriel the Outsider:

Handmade. Everything he gifts you is made with love, adoration, and quiet devotion driving his hands.

Sculptures both realistic and abstract, with the wood carefully polished to bring out the unique patterns.

Spice blends foraged and dried by himself from when he goes foraging in the forest every month.

Very seldomly, he gifts you flowers that he dried himself. Whenever he finds some that he likes the colors of.

He doesn't gift you dried flowers often, he appreciates nature and it's bounty but finds it hard to see any flowers as beautiful enough to be given to you.

Home cooked meals that Muriel tries his best to perfectly season and cook to your preferences.

Whenever trading caravans pass by Vesuvia, Muriel heads into the city and does his best to peruse each and every cart. Looking for something that might "Speak" to him as something that suffices as a gift for you in his eyes.

If there is no specific thing that meets his standard, then he'll look for materials in the carts instead so that he can make you something.

Portia Devorak:

Literature; Portia learned to read and write quite late in life, those two skills have become an integral part of who she is and what she sees as art and worthy of praise.

She writes you verses, poems, short stories- and she scatters them in the nooks and crannies of your shared home for you to find unexpectedly.

The paper is always subconsciously imbued with her magic. Whenever you touch the paper, you end up getting a glimpse into what she was feeling for you when she wrote the piece.

She gifts you books of stories she always comes back to, and books about the history, customs, and culture of the places you and her are sent as Emissaries to.

She makes sure to read through these books herself first, inserting slips of paper with her own viewpoints on a particular scene, or poems inspired by the scene (and the fact that she imagined both of you in it).

She also makes sure to always get you a box of the most delicious looking and smelling treat in the bakeries you visit on your Emmisary trips.

Lucio / Montag Morgasson:

The World. (No, Lucio does not get you the world turtle- As cute as they may be.)

He is no longer the Count, he has renounced that stature in favor of being a mercenary once more.

On your excursions, Lucio takes the time to sit down and take in the sights with you. Talking about everything and little nothings all at once.

Sometimes he sneaks in a purchase when you're both in the marketplace stocking up on supplies, stuffing it into his pack when your back is turned.

He never knows where or when he's going to give it to you on your adventures, but he knows that he'll know when the time is right.

Lucio picks flowers from the paths you're walking to place it either in your hair, or he pins it to your shirt.

If you get sad when it inevitably wilts away, Lucio reassures you that it's nothing to be sad about because the memory of your happiness from receiving the flower will metaphorically be keeping it alive.

If you find a way to preserve it with magic, he'll buy a sturdy box (He also asks you to enchant it with a few spells for extra safety) in which to keep all the flowers taken from your journey.

Once the box is full, it finds a place on the mantle of your shared home.

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themoongladiator · 11 months

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Count Lucio headcannons

SFW

Bro is such a simp

Once you told him you actually and truly liked him back he became the clingiest man ever

So many cuddles. All the time

He loves to just shower you with compliments and gifts and he'll pout if you don't accept them

Be warned tho he gets jealous really easily

When he's jealous he refuses to let go of you and glares down whoever is getting a little to close for his liking

In public and private he's very loud about his adoration for you and most quiet moments happen in the morning when he's still half asleep and you're gently stroking his hair (And secretly those are his favorite moments)

It takes him a while but eventually he opens up about his past and you might see some tears but knowing you aren't gonna leave him because of what he did helps him relax

Speaking of which he's got so many anxieties that you're going to leave him for someone nicer like Portia or someone more thoughtful and quiet like Muriel.

But when you cup his face and shower him with compliments all those worries melt away

Bro was sweating bullets when he first met your family

He tried his best to be charming and show them how much he did care about you

Marriage is a thought that's on Lucio's mind almost every time he looks at you but he's happy to wait until you're ready to propose

(He'd die of happiness if you proposed though)

NSFW Minors/afab readers do not interact

Warnings: Dom reader, smut (obviously), amab reader, safe word, bondage, overstimulation, edging, cockwarming, lingerie, size kink, and praise kink

Words can not express how much I want to ruin this man

He's such a whiny and bratty little sub

You two have a safe word in place and don't worry Lucio knows when he needs to use it

When it comes to noises he doesn't hold back. Not when he wants everyone to hear how good you're making him feel

Speaking of noises he moans, groans, whines, whimpers all of it

If you're taller than him or stronger than him he gets super turned on by it especially if you pin him down and whisper in his ear

He loves it when you tie him up and tease him he doesn't know what it is but being so helpless under you is a huge turn on

Edging is a good punishment for if he's being a brat but don't be fooled by his pathetic whines and pleas he's enjoying it (You can tell by his near-constant smirk the entire time)

Another good punishment is cockwarming. You have to basically hold his hips down because he's trying so hard to get you to thrust into him and he's already trembling and practically begging you to just fuck him already

On the opposite end he absolutely loves overstimulation and he can probably go for several rounds too

He's got a vast collection of all sorts of fancy lingerie that he loves to show off to you

While Lucio does like it rough almost all the times there's some days when it feels so hard to smile and he feels worthless and he just wants you to hold him as you gently fuck him and whisper all the things you love about him in his ear

During aftercare he can be a little needy but he just loves having your attention on him

#the arcana x reader #the arcana #count lucio x reader #lucio x reader #lucio morgasson x reader #dom reader #sub character

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valeriusxoxo · 6 months

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A LOOK TELLS A THOUSAND WORDS

pairings: asra x reader, lucio x reader

content: gender-neutral reader, no pronouns specified, angst, supposed to take place in between the end of lucio's route and before his upright ending, asra was originally with reader before reader's death, not proofread

word count: 0.6k+

synopsis: when you look into lucio's eyes, you have the same glint in them that you had once given your former lover.

author's note: this was inspired by @lucent-blade's work! thank you for letting me take inspiration. :)

when you had successfully taken down the devil, petrifying him until who knows how long, you immediately went to lucio. you took him into a tight embrace, looking at him with a bright shine in your eyes. it was like sparks flew in the sky once you both took victory, and you never wanted that moment to end.

after defeating the devil, you and lucio became "wanderers". you took missions all over the world, traveling together. it was great, really; you two saw each other all the time, and you worked together.

lucio never really liked being count. he had to attend boring meetings and deal with political issues. all he wanted to do was fight and party! so, when you asked him if you wanted to travel with him and take bounties, he was ecstatic.

deciding to take a break for a week or two, lucio wanted to visit vesuvia again. it had been a year or so since you both started working together and since you last saw your friends.

it was exciting to come back again. so much had changed yet the city kept the same bright and wonderful atmosphere since you last were here.

you were at the castle library, reading a couple books while asra was searching for some. he already had a tall stack of books at his chair, but he insisted on getting more.

lucio was at the castle gardens, catching up with nadia. it was a peaceful day for you to sit and read, but you couldn't help looking out the window, just to admire your partner.

his blonde hair and his cute little outfit, with the brown leather straps, wrapped around his chest. he looked so adorable.

you didn't even realize asra calling for you, and you snapped back to reality when you saw asra snapping their fingers in front of your face.

"oh- yes, asra?" you chuckled softly. "sorry!"

"it's fine," asra replied. "i was just wondering what you thought about this book. you said you liked this one."

he held a large book in his hands, smirking.

"that's a nice book," you said, before looking back at the window.

asra raised an eyebrow and looked in the same direction before frowning. he immediately noticed lucio, and he didn't know why, but he felt his blood boil. it hurt, seeing you together with the man who took advantage of his parents and put them in the devil's realm for two decades, leaving the magician alone since his childhood.

they knew their parents were back, alive and well. they knew that their parents forgave lucio a long time ago, but they always held a grudge towards the ex-count. they don't like holding grudges, but when it came to him, they would be furious at him forever.

what hurt even more was the way you looked at him, like he was the only person in the world. asra felt alone after you left him, and the fact you left him for lucio hurt him even more.

asra stared at lucio with furrowed eyebrows and a vein nearly popping out their forehead, before walking away in silence.

he remembers when you first told him that you could see lucio. they were horrified. what if he hurt you? he knew it was unlikely, considering his condition at the time, but not impossible.

as much as they wouldn't want to admit it, they would rather lucio stay in between the alive and the dead than be with you.

asra opened the door to the library before shutting it, clenching their fists with pure rage. they took a deep breath and exhaled, trying to keep their cool as they roamed the hallways.

he stopped this habit a long time ago. or at least he tried to. but it was time for him to head back to nopal, to escape his lingering thoughts like he did when you lived with him.

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ghostlyycookies · 3 months

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✩ magical menace ✩

@celestialwrites for dialogue prompts

sfw very, very spicy at end wc: 1,055 pairing: gn!apprentice reader x Lucio summary: Count Lucio summons you for another meeting, and you begrudgingly agree attend with intentions that lead to something more. a/n: an au universe where the plague caused a massive quarantine in the city. Lucio has no affiliations with the Devil but knowledge of the Arcana.

You scoffed at your surroundings. Did the Count of Vesuvia really think these stone walls could hold you back? You hoped he didn’t, otherwise he was truly a fool.

While you waited for Lucio, you looked out the narrow window of his office. There wasn’t much to see. The city streets were bare except for a few merchants that were knocking on doors to deliver orders for their customers.

“Oh Lucio, however are you going to fix this?” You tsked, sensing his presence.

“I-um, how did you know I was here?” Lucio walked to you and frowned. He drew the curtains that separated his office from the hallway and closed the door behind him.

Shrugging your shoulders, you replied, “you have a unique aura whenever you are in a room. It isn’t hard to figure it out.” You turned around and crossed your arms over your chest, looking at him straight in the eyes.

“Enough,” Lucio commanded, lifting a hand in front of you. “You and I have to talk about…this.” He motioned to the window. “The plague.”

“We magicians can only do so much, you know. We’re not invincible or have a solution for everything.” You replied. “I’ve told you this many times.”

“But you and Asra do!” Lucio countered. “I know about your ties with the Arcana and how they can fuse their powers to you. Use it.” His face turned red when you gave him a knowing look.

This wasn’t the first time Lucio called you into his private office, and it wasn’t going to be his last. The past couple times he pulled you in were for simple problems, such as getting rid of the insects in his menagerie, or dust for his allergies. Soon his calls increased and with each one came with added tension. The Count was easily flustered by the simplest compliment you gave him and tried his best to be humble. If compliments weren’t exchanged, then it was small arguments that you always won.

As time passed, you noticed that Lucio started to give into some of your friendly demands such as sitting down on a chair to listen to him, pick up your tarot cards that you “dropped” or ask him to look into your eyes to see how serious you were. It was an odd yet exciting to see him like that. You knew you had power over, but wanted to use it at the right time.

“Unfortunately, love, Asra isn’t here. There needs to be two of us to go into the magical realm, or to even get in contact with the Arcana.” You said simply, giving him a pointed look. Lucio’s eyes twitched as you spoke.

Love. When was the last time Nadia called him that?

“S-stop it,” he said, flustered. “If you don’t do anything I’ll burn your shop down!”

“Can you break the protection spell, love?” You lightly taunted, striding to him. You gave him a heated look, not because you were angry, but because you were amused. Feeling embarrassed, Lucio tried to call for his beloved pups, hoping to intimidate you. Instead, you locked the door and pulled him in front of you with the flick of your fingers. Out of instinct, Lucio grabbed a dagger hidden in his jacket and hovered it in front of your throat. He pinned you against a wall with his body and had one of his knees separating your legs. With his golden fingers on his other hand, he wrapped them around your wrists above your head so you were trapped.

“My goodness,” you breathed, “did Nadia get this type of attention from you?”

“Don’t make me.” He warned. You knew Lucio was restraining himself, rejecting his desire to slash your throat because this visit wasn’t going his way.

Not afraid, you threaded your fingers through his blond hair and cooed, “my little Count Lucio.” For a moment, Lucio leaned into your touch, closing his eyes and relished the feeling of your nimble digits changing from his hair to the side of his neck. It felt natural compared to Nadia’s touch, which felt forced and cold. His hold on his dagger loosened, and when he felt it nearly fell from his fingers, he open his eyes and regained his composure.

He brought the blade back to your skin. “Stop it.”

“Hmm? I didn’t catch that.” You inquired, faking ignorance, “I think the noise was just—” Lucio’s hold on his dagger didn’t move. Instead, he brought his face in front of yours and interrupted your taunt.

“Kiss me.”

“You have a dagger to my throat, love.” You purred. Lucio gently thrusted his knee up, caressing your pulsing center.

“And?” Lucio laughed. “It’s not like that can stop you, you menace.”

Using a shield spell, you engulfed yourself in protective light, making him bounce back. There was nothing but a sliver of light between your lips.

“T-that’s not fa—” he whined. He wanted you. And you wanted him. “Why are you being this way?”

“You want me?” After Lucio eagerly nodded his head, you made him fall on his knees by waving your hand down which he didn’t resist. You dropped the protection spell made him hover face to face, gently lifting up his head by putting your fingers under his chin. With your lips just a few centimeters away from his, you demanded quietly, “you have to earn me, little Count.”

“I will do anything you say,” Lucio pleaded, trying to break through your magical grip. “Kneel, compliment, kiss, make love to you...” His voice trailed. “Just let me have you.”

You shook your head, undeterred by his reasons. “My little Count, you have to do much more than that to earn me.” You countered. Lucio shivered with excitement and anger. His eyes betrayed his sexual frustration as he begged to touch you. When you let him go, he held your throat with his natural hand and had his golden one at your collarbone. He slowly made a small cut in the middle of your throat and shoulder, licking each drop of blood that came out of your wound.

“Like this?” Lucio growled in your ear.

You sighed as he licked your skin and nodded your head. “Yes, my love.” You moaned and pressed your finger on his, making him cut deeper. “Just like that.”

ending inspired by @demigoddessqueens

#the arcana #the arcana lucio x reader #the arcana writing #the arcana x reader #lucio x reader #count lucio x reader #lucio morgasson #lucio morgasson x reader

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thefishermanswharf · 11 months

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“ There are five stages of grief, but I’d like to add one more. Revenge.”

Asra Alnazar x GN!Reader!Blurb. Reader is referenced, but not included. TW: Blood, Gore.

—---------------------------------------------------------------------------Asra’s hand gripped the seat next to him. Where you should be. Lucio stood at the head of the table, smiling proudly and talking some non-sense about how hard beating the plague was. Him and anyone else who’d actually known him knew that it was a dog - walk for Lucio. Lucio’s hearty laugh rang in his ears. That awful laugh. A laugh should’ve been yours, instead.

He didn’t sabotage the ritual like him and Julian had planned. For whatever reason, Lucio double - checked everything. It was unbearable, really. To see Lucio, happy and smiling instead of you. You were nothing but dirt now. Julian stared at Asra. He was concerned for the magician, if looks could kill, Lucio would be dead on the floor.

Lucio’s agonizing speech finally seemed to be coming to a close, thank god. Asra would’ve broken the wood in the chair next to him if not. His anger was so thick, it felt like it was festering. Moving, writhing, contorting every single minute that Lucio spoke. But instead of finally being quiet, Lucio sneered, looking Asra right in the eye.

“ .. I’m so fortunate to have been resilient enough to persevere the plague. It’s such a shame that some members of our vesuvian community couldn’t do so..” Asra knew exactly who Lucio was referencing. You. The air was so thick, you could cut it with a knife. He would’ve gotten himself in a bad situation if he wasn’t as controlled as he was. All he had to do was wait, and then he could shut Lucio up. All he could think about was his plan for the night. And the count’s cherry red blood spilled out on the floor.

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This was just an idea / concept I had for everyone's favorite magician, because I feel that in the entire cast of the arcana ( excluding the courtiers ) is most likely to have obsessive love for you. Let me know if I should turn this into a full on fic.

#the arcana #the arcana imagine #the arcana x reader #the arcana blurb #blurb #fanfiction #asra alnazar #asra x reader #asra x apprentice #asra alnazar x reader #lucio morgasson #lucio morgasson x reader #lucio x reader #text post

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sehnsuchts-trunken · 2 years

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Hello!! If it's okay, I would love to have a Lucio x Reader story where they both wake up after a good night's sleep and the reader starts a pillow fight. Just overall fluffy fluff!

**My pronouns are she/her, but if you prefer to use gender neutral pronouns for your stories, please feel free to do so. 🙂

Thank you!! ♥️♥️

i can yes, btw sorry I took so long lmao. there's a chance I fucked up his characterisation because of that so please be kind

You yawned and brushed a hand through your hair, blinking against the bright sunlight streaming into the room through the windows. Lucio's bare chest was warm under the skin of your fingertips as you trailed them up to his chin, leaning over and giving him a little kiss, your hair perfectly framing his face.

He grinned before he had even opened his eyes, grabbing you by the shoulders and pulling you completely on top of him. You giggled, kissing him another time.

"Morning", you said softly, your breath meeting his halfway.

"Morning", he muttered, his voice still low and scratchy.

He raised his hand, brushing your hair away from his face, holding it in place at the side of your head. You pushed a little bit back into his palm, just the slightest. The grin on his lips grew.

"Am I this irresistible?", he asked, raising his eyebrows. You grunted at him.

"You're so humble, you know that?"

"The humblest."

You rolled your eyes, your gaze halting on one of your fluffy pillows. With a grin on your own lips, you rolled off him, ignoring his shocked huff, to grab it. And smack it in his face.

The sound he made you could only describe as an "oomph". You had never heard anything that sounded more like that than this. You couldn't begin to hide the snort before it had come out.

"I was attacked!", he shouted, picking the pillow off of his face, throwing it back at you, hitting you in the chest. You dramatically fell back onto the bed, even as he continued his speech. "I cannot believe how you have betrayed me! Me! The most handsome, glorious man anyone has ever seen!"

You threw the pillow back at him, but he caught it easily.

"You're an ass", you sighed, grabbing his hands, tugging at them. You wouldn't be able to move him if you tried, but both of you knew that he'd move anyway.

"Certainly not", he said, bending over you, letting go of the pillow that fell onto your chest and cushioning himself with his hands next to your head. "My ass is nothing if not royal."

You crossed your arms behind his neck, pulling him closer, until your noses almost touched.

"I guess you're a royal ass then", you whispered, and finally kissed him again. He chuckled, pressing even closer into you. You couldn't have escaped if you'd wanted to. But why would you? This was the safest, the happiest you had ever been.

#lucio the arcana #lucio morgasson x reader #the arcana lucio #lucio x reader #lucio morgasson #x reader #the arcana x reader #the arcana #arcana #the arcana game

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friendlyneighborhoodcapricorn · 2 years

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ive had a shit ass day, would you write some Lucio fluff for me?

Of course <3

Lucio barely looked up when you dropped your head on his shoulder, but you knew he was smiling. Somehow, you were always able to tell, even if you couldn’t see his face. “Hello, my darling.”

You just hummed something unintelligible in reply, and from the way he shifted, you knew he had turned his head to look at you.

“Is everything alright?” he asked, concern clear in his voice.

You almost smiled. This was a side of Lucio no one but you —and Melchior and Mercedes, of course— got to see, and it was a privilege.

“Yeah,” you sighed. “Just… long day, is all.”

He shifted again and then you felt his arm wrap around your waist. “Okay. Do you want to go to bed?”

The way he was willing to drop everything for you made your heart beat a little faster, and you nodded against his shoulder.

“Alright, darling. Just give me a second.”

You had to raise your head when he stood up, but before you could mourn the loss of contact, he hooked one arm under your knees, wrapped the other around your back, and scooped you up. When you looked up at him, he was smiling smugly.

“Be honest,” he began, his tone playful. “Does this help or not?”

You nuzzled into the crook of his neck. “It does.”

“I knew it!” He gently put you down on the bed, kicked off his boots, and climbed onbesuisde you, pulling you back into his arms so that your head was tucked under his chin. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

“Not now,” you replied, curling up against him.

“Alright. If you change your mind, just… tell me.”

“I will,” you promised. “For now, though, this is enough.”

#drabble #oneshot #the arcana #the arcana a mystic romance #the arcana drabble #the arcana oneshot #the arcana lucio #lucio morgasson #lucio morgasson x reader #the arcana lucio x reader

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saintunhinged · 6 months

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need you guys to tell me if people still are interested in the arcana because im back in that era and i need to write cute things for the m6 ASAP !!!! PLEASE.

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bakuliwrites · 1 year

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MC Falling Asleep on M6's Lap (Baewatch)

It's been a hot minute since I posted anything and, unfortunately, I don't have the brain power to do any new content. But I figured I would post a headcanon from my old blog. Someone had requested this a long time ago and I loved writing it. The idea was so cute! I love the Baewatch tale and the bonfire scene at the end is so fun. So, here you go! Also, updated my banners just to try out something new :)

Asra is more than prepared for you to fall asleep on his lap. In fact, he can sense your exhaustion before even you can. He gives you a knowing smirk at your first yawn, leans back where he’s seated in the sand, and offers up his lap for you to lay your head in.

“I’m not sleepy,” you insist, crossing your arms indignantly. But his lap looks pretty inviting. Within minutes, you’re conked out, head cradled by Asra’s legs. He tenderly runs his fingers through your hair, smiling softly down at your slumbering form.

When it’s time to leave, he gently rouses you from your sleep. “MC,” he whispers, carefully shifting you in his lap, “It’s time to go.” Groggily, you rise. Hand in hand, you and Asra walk the length of the beach, back to your room, where you get some much needed rest, snuggled up in his arms <3

You’re already resting your head on Nadia’s lap when you feel the first twinge of exhaustion. Your eyes start to droop, though you try desperately to keep them open. You want to watch Julian’s magical fire display, but you’re just so tired.

Nadia discovers you’re asleep when she looks down to see if you’re enjoying yourself. She smiles to herself, moving a strand of your hair aside that’s fallen in front of your eyes. She thinks you look positively adorable. So adorable, in fact, she feels suddenly compelled to pinch your cheeks (but refrains, not wanting to rudely awaken you).

When it’s time to go, Nadia lays a soft kiss on your forehead and whispers your name. She guides you back to your room, holding you close and keeping you warm in the chilly night air. She makes sure you have everything you need before snuggling up beside you in bed<3

You’re dazzled by the multicolored lights flashing before your eyes, changing with each powder Julian tosses into the fire. There’s so much joy floating around the campfire, you find yourself feeling utterly relaxed. So relaxed, in fact, that you lay your head down in Julian’s lap and pass out.

Julian’s too busy showing off his magical powders to notice you’ve fallen asleep, at first. But when he finally does take notice, he makes sure to quiet down. He rubs small circles on your back, gazing thoughtfully down at your peaceful face. He’s glad to see you so restful.

When it’s time to go, he doesn’t bother to try waking you. Instead, he carefully lifts you into his arms and carries you back to your room. He’s so very gentle when he tucks you in, stealthily sliding into bed beside you and cuddling you close <3

Portia practically pulls you into her lap when she notices you yawning. With a wink, she promises she’ll wake you up if anything crazy exciting happens. You smile up at her before falling asleep to the comforting sensation of her combing her fingers through your hair.

You’re knocked out for the remainder of the bonfire. Portia makes mental notes of all the things you’re missing, ready to regale you with all of the nonsense that occurred while you slept. She marvels over the fact that you could sleep through Lucio’s racket (though she did see your face twist in what could’ve been annoyance when he was being particularly loud). She was quick to quiet him down, shooting him a dirty look.

When it’s time to leave, Portia leans in to whisper in your ear, “Come on, cuddle bug. It’s time to go.” She giggles as your eyes flutter open and you flash a quizzical look her way. She’s never called you “cuddle bug” before and you’re not sure how you feel about it. You can’t help but laugh a little as she guides you back to the room, ready to settle in for the night with you <3

Muriel has been silent, as usual, the whole of the night. But you’ve caught him smiling a few times. He seems a bit mesmerized by the changing colors of the fire. Seeing him relaxed makes you feel even more relaxed than you already were. You lay your head down in Muriel’s lap, which startles him at first, and decide to close your eyes for a minute.

Well, a minute becomes a while. You’re lulled to sleep by Muriel’s warmth, the crackle of the fire, and the gentle rush of the waves. Muriel is rigid when he discovers you’ve fallen asleep on him. He doesn’t move a muscle the entire rest of the night, terrified to wake you up. In fact, he barely breathes in fear of rousing you (something you’ll laugh about later).

When it’s time to go, he awkwardly lifts you from the ground, cradling you gently in his arms. You wake up on the walk back to your room, but he keeps you snuggled up in his embrace. When you reach home, you fall asleep again, wrapped up in his arms <3

In the brief moment that night when Lucio is actually sitting still, you manage to lay your head in his lap. “Don’t you go falling asleep on me, MC!” he teases, catching you yawning, “The night is young, yet!” You roll your eyes at him, settling further in. Secretly, he’s happy you’re cuddling up with him.

Despite Lucio’s hullabaloo, you manage to fall asleep. When he looks down to ask if you want anything else to eat or drink, he notices you’re passed out in his lap. A lot of things go through his mind, all at once. He has half a mind to draw a moustache on you, smiling devilishly at the thought. But he’s also just really delighted that you’re relaxed enough with him to fall asleep.

He lets you rest (though he’s not very good at keeping quiet for you and, in his excitement over the bonfire, he definitely bonks you in the head a couple times with his knee which is followed up by profuse apologies, smooches, and hushes for you to go back to sleep). When it’s time to go, he shakes you awake (a bit unceremoniously), but makes up for it when you return to your room by tucking you into bed and cuddling up beside you <3

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thefishermansharbor · 11 months

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The M6 proposing to you!

The arcana x GN!Reader

Julian Devorak:

Julian is an excellent actor. In all different ways, if something is bothering him - only those who know him very best can understand that something is wrong. And right now especially, he was thanking the arcana that he was such an excellent actor. Because that way he could conceal his plan from you.

You walk into the study. “ You needed me, honey? Is something wrong?” you ask.

“ I was just curious about something, dear.” He says, extra sweetly. He has his tie on, and his eyepatch off. Whatever he’s thinking about is something serious. “ .. Have you ever thought about officiating a certain thing?”

“ .. what ‘thing’ are you talking about, Jules?”

He sighs, and smiles. He sweeps all of his desk’s contents to the floor, they make a loud clatter sound against the hardwood floor. He knew that this was not the time to put on a false face and act, this was the time to speak straight from the heart.

Julian can feel his worries about this fall away. The endless and long nights of staying up to rehearse and plan for this now felt.. silly. So incredibly silly, what good is pretending to be someone else in the moment he should most definitely just be himself? He was going to do this his own way. To say the things he truly feels, and not some silly pre - written words.

There’s only one thing left on his desk, a pearl ring. It’s not even in a box, it’s just sitting there, only accompanied by a second ring. He stares into your eyes, a cheeky smirk on his face.

“ Officiating our relationship, of course. Would you do the honor of marrying me, dear?”

Asra Alnazar:

Asra sighed, thinking of you. The truth was ever since he’d known that you loved him just as much as he loved you, he had been thinking of you. You were so unbelievably perfect in so many ways to him. Everything about you, your looks, your thoughts, your feelings.. He cherished it. It had been taken away from him - and he never fully recovered.

Asra worried that something else would split the two of you apart again. He really did, but then an idea crossed his mind. Marriage. You two had been talking about it before you caught the plague, and he started to think that it was a way to truly solidify your connection.

He waited for you at the fountain garden. A place that was special to the two of you. It was the early summer, a june evening. His favorite time of day during his favorite season. What better place?

As the noise of the castle slowly drifted off behind you, you came into Asra’s view. He had said to you that he wanted to tell you something important. He stood up from the edge of the fountain, his soft smile widening.

“ Hello, my love.”

“ Hi, Asra.” You say. He takes you hand and squeezes it gently. His eyes stared into yours. A breeze passed through the garden, the purple sky in the background made your lover look simply stunning.

“ .. I told you this morning that I wanted to tell you something. I’ve been waiting, ___. I’ve been waiting a long time.”

You listen, you could never know how carefully he’s considered every word and rehearsed it before now. He wants nothing more than for this to be as special as possible for you.

“ … but now the wait is finally over, my love.” He kneeled, taking out a small pouch, and taking one silver ring with both of your initials inscribed into the inside of it.

“ Will you marry me, ____ ?”

Lucio Morgasson:

Lucio sat up in bed, covered in cold sweat. He had a dream about you, and it could only mean one thing - he was being stupid. He was stupid not to marry you, you’re the most perfect person to him. You’re beautiful, perfect, and kind. He couldn’t think why he hadn’t yet put a ring on you.

He ran over to his own jewelry box, ransacking it for rings. Anything would do. All he knew is that he wanted you, and he wanted you now. He found one that looked like it might be your size - and before he knew it, he was running down the hall.

You’d said to him earlier that you’d be working on a project with Portia in the library tonight. He ran as fast as he could down the hall. Once he got there, he banged on the library door until Portia opened it.

“ .. Sir Lucio? What are you doing here?” She said, surprised. He was out of breath, and looked over Portia’s shoulder and saw you reading.

“ out of my way, Portia–” He said, shoving and squeezing past her. She let him get by, standing there confused.

He ran up behind you, tapping your shoulder. He was a man on a mission, nothing could’ve stopped him from getting what he wanted at that moment. You turned and looked at him,

“ Lucio? What is it?”

“ .. “ He stared at you for another second before acknowledging himself. Still a bit out of breath, and grabbed your shoulders before waving the ring near your face like a mad man.

“ .. marry me, here. Now.”

Nadia Satrinava:

She wanted to extravagant, she really wanted it to be a story you talked about for the rest of your life together. She had several servants, wedding planners, event planners, and even some family members invited to the palace to help her come up with the best plan she could. She only allows the best for you.

She thought long and hard about what to do, but eventually she decided on something she thought you’d like. She made a reservation for a small pizza restaurant. It was old fashioned brick-oven pizza, something she thought you’d like.

Nadia sat at the restaurant, waiting patiently for you. She had sent a carriage to the magic shop a little over 20 minutes ago. She shifted in her seat, she’d really dressed up for the event. She had painted her nails a deep red, the perfect manicure to show your rings off with.

“ .. Oh, Nadia, sweetie, I’m so sorry I’m late!” You say apologetically, rushing over to the table from the front. “ A customer knocked over the buckwheat frogskin and then I had to spent an extra half hour helping her clean herself up, and then cleaning the group.”

She pulled out your chair for you and give you a kiss on the cheek. “ It’s quite alright, darling.”

She sat back down and across from people, smiling at you. She’d planned to do it towards the end of the meal, but as soon as the bread came - she just looked at how beautiful you were. You were so beautiful and kind all the time.. Something came over her, and she stood up out of her chair.

She nearly knocked into a waiter, but she got down on a knee, and put her hand on your knee.

Nadia stares, she’d never been so confident in a decision. Ever.

“ Darling, Would you marry me?”

Muriel the outsider:

He was nervous about asking you. It was a large step in life, but you had helped grow into a better and more confident person, and he couldn’t imagine asking this of anyone else.

You’re sat near the fire with Inanna, journaling while Inanna’s asleep on your lap. The only thing that can be heard is your occasional laughter and Inanna’s soft snoring. Muriel smiled at you. He knew you were the one. The person, HIS person.

He walked up behind you, and sat down next to the two of you. He loved the way you looked at him, so full of love - and never full of fear. He tries to speak, but the words die in his throat. How is he supposed to do this?

Muriel takes a deep breath and stares at you. From your perspective, it looks a bit like he’s glaring as hard as he can. It makes you a bit nervous.

“ Hey, Muri. Is something wrong?” You ask, concerned about him.

“ I.. you.. Please, maybe– if you think you want.. W-we could.. I think that..”

He stumbles on his words, blushing. He puts a ahand over his face, you’ve been together so long and yet you still fluster him so very much.

He decides it’s best to just get it over and done with, the words come out bluntly but they’re still endearing and sweet.

“ I want to marry you!” He says loudly, but then he realizes how awkward he looks and his gaze softens. “ .. Please say yes.” he whispers.

Portia Devorak:

Portia knew she wanted to take advantage of her charm when it came to you. If there’s two things she loved, it was life at sea - and you, OF COURSE. One time while you were re-stocking the ship at one of the towns, she brought you off away from the crowd and onto a much smaller sailing boat.

It was perfect. The late afternoon sun on the harbor and coastline, it was just the two of you. With the exception of a sailor who was manning the boat while Portia romanced you. She was incredibly patient and listened a lot more than talked - you could sense something was different about this date, she almost always did most of the talking.

She had been very patient that day. She knew what she wanted, and she was ready to make that happen. She waited until the very best moment to ask, when the sun was setting and you were least expecting it.

She scooted a little closer to you, putting her hand on top of yours. She smiled, taking something out of her pocket.

It’s a pearl ring, perfectly your size. It’s beautiful, and you gape at it.. Too happy to realize that Portia’s started talking, finally you look over and she smiles at you. She loves you so very much.

“ Could you make me the happiest woman ever and marry me?”

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demigoddessqueens · 3 months

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Mentioning M6, perhaps a typical morning with each of them after they wake up? 🛏️☀️ I love the hcs you wrote for Lucio btw! They were very spot on (:

Awww!!

I’m so glad you liked them 🥹 and yeah count goat man is fun to write for 😆

On MASTERLIST 10

Asra

Wakes up first but likes to admire you as you’re still asleep

Likes to pepper teasing kisses along your face, cheeks, and neck before they get more cheeky but by then you’re awake in his arms

Julian

You wake him up because the snores get the best of him, but when he does, sometimes Jules likes it when you spoon him or let him rest on your chest before starting the day

Muriel

He is still out like a light but holds onto you tightly if you wake up before him, gentle snores and heartbeat soothing you back to sleep against his warm chest

Nadia

Spooning you when you wake up, long beautiful hair tickling your face, she’ll call for breakfast in bed for you both and your start to the day is a whole spa day arranged for you both

Portia

She woke up before you and lies on your stomach to watch you wake up, smiling when you wipe the sleep form your eyes, and has some kisses to spare too

Lucio

A big baby OML!!

You may as well just surrender to his hold because he refuses to get out of bed until midday, so enjoy all of the Count’s attention

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zeroone-eleven · 1 month

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The Arcana; Masterlist

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A = angst, F = fluff, H = humor, HC = Hurt & Comfort, S = smut, UE = Upright Ending, RE = Reverse Ending

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Main 6 Headcanons:

M6 Gift giving & thought process [F] [UE]

Nadia Satrinava:

Nothing yet!

Asra Alnazar:

Nothing Yet!

Julian Devorak:

Nothing Yet!

Muriel:

Nothing Yet!

Portia Devorak:

Nothing Yet!

Lucio Morgasson:

Nothing Yet!

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themoongladiator · 11 months

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okay i’m literally scrounging for scraps of Arcana content and i’m wondering if you’d be willing to write anything about lucio and julian competing for the MC’s attention/affection

Don't worry boo I got you

Lucio and Julian competing for reader's love

Oh boy prepared to be absolutely showered in affection

It doesn't take long for both of them to realize the other's affection towards you and they immediately make it into a competition

Normally Julian wouldn't be that competitive but he refuses to lose you to Lucio of all people

And Lucio has decided you're the only person he wants to spend his life with so he's not backing down easily

Julian invites you to his performances and often takes you out so he can spend time with you

Lucio on the other hand showers you with gifts and flirty letters and of course, compliments you non-stop every time he sees you

If you three happen to be in one place they are glaring each other down when your back is turned

If you're a dog person you better believe Lucio brings Mercedes and Melchior to visit you all the time

If you're hanging out with Lucio, Julian stumbles upon you two and just HAPPENS to have a bouquet of your favorite flowers/some of your favorite food on hand oh what a coincidence

On the other hand if you and Julian are hanging out Lucio shows up and makes up some random problem that he needs your help with so he can hang out with you (He gives Julian the smuggest smile when you agree to help.)

Eventually Portia gets tired of the two of them constantly battling for your affection so she spills the beans to you one day

"Wow what nice weather we're having so what are you going to do about Lucio and Julian fighting over you?"

Now it's up to you to decide what to do. Do you pick Lucio, Julian, or do you enjoy the attention and let them fight it out?

#julian x rre #count lucio x reader #the arcana #the arcana x reader #julian x reader #julian devorak x reader #lucio x reader #lucio morgasson x reader #request

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