Tumgik
#nadia x mc
dilfzuku · 4 months
Text
𝐏𝐎𝐕: 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐘/𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 —𝐏𝐓 𝟐
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭. gn!reader x asra alnazar, julian devorak, nadia satrinava, lucio morgasson (separate)
𝐜𝐰. all caps in author's note, established relationship, kissing (asra, nadia), doctor!julian, upright ending spoilers (lucio), food mention (lucio), lucio being needy
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞. asra's does not say pretty boy since he's nonbinary, but everything else sticks to the prompt. also baby's breath flowers represent eternal love ;) oh one more thing I CAN'T UNHEAR JULIAN WITH A BRITISH ACCENT IMAGINE IT
𝐦𝐥 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬.
Tumblr media
𝐀𝐒𝐑𝐀 𝐀𝐋𝐍𝐀𝐙𝐀𝐑—
"Finally!" You sighed. It felt like days since you'd seen Asra, so when he came in the shop door you couldn't help but throw your arms around him.
"Hey!" He chuckled, but there was no real offense behind his words. He melted into the embrace, tension leaving his body as he dropped his bags to return the hug. "I'm sorry I was gone so long. I just couldn't return without a little gift for you, but nothing seemed worthy."
You half-rolled your eyes, pulling back to move his things from the entryway floor. His hand came to cling loosely to your wrist as you did so. He followed you to the shop counter where he revealed a bouquet of tiny white flowers from within his shawl. "They're a little squished, but I figured you're going to press them into a journal anyway." You took the flowers from his hand with a gentle smile.
"You're so sweet, you know that? And considerate, and..." You trailed off, distracted as he discarded his hat at the rack by the door and ran his hands through his fluffy hair. He returned to you, closer than before. You swallowed. "And pretty. So pretty, the prettiest person I've ever seen."
"Impossible, I know you use a mirror to get ready in the mornings." He smirked.
The days apart seemed to catch up all at once and Asra pulled you, a finger hooked beneath your chin, into a searing kiss. He murmured against your lips, "But I wouldn't mind if you called me pretty again."
𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐊—
"Do not look at me, love, I look positively silly right now." Julian had just walked in the door after work and you hadn't even turned around yet. You snorted.
"Yeah? Why's that?" He sighed.
"We did lots of lab work today and... the safety goggles..." His footsteps grew louder until he was in front of you. He crouched down to your eye level, letting his face finish doing the talking. You giggled.
He had an indentation of the goggles around his eyes and along the top of his forehead and nose. "Don't laugh, this is why I didn't want to show you."
"You- you're a doctor. How are you not used to this already? It's not that big of a deal."
"It just looks odd!" He stood and returned to the entryway to remove his boots and hang his cloak.
"No it doesn't, it's like... a battle scar, it tells people 'wow, that's a doctor, he saves lives' or something. But it fades quicker."
It was his turn to laugh, a tired, breathy sound. He came back, draping himself over you and the cushions beneath. "Besides, you know what I think?" He hummed in response. "I think... that you're pretty anyway. My pretty boy." You brushed his hair aside to see his face properly, admiring the puppy eyes he gave you.
"Really?" He whispered.
"Yeah," you whispered back. "But you do kind of need a haircut."
𝐍𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐀—
"Why, Countess, you look simply magnificent on this fine morning. May I fetch a robe for you? You are radiant without one, of course, but I believe it would amplify your beauty gr—"
"Silence, peasant." You both giggled sleepily. Lounging in Nadia's large bed, the sun had risen hours ago but the Countess wasn't a morning person, and, well, neither were you. Not when you could wake up late and see first thing each day the sun glimmering on the skin and hair of Vesuvia's shiniest gem.
"You are magnificent, though."
"You speak too highly of me, we've only just woken. I can't be that magnificent. At least not yet," she added.
You tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear, admiring the sound of her breathing and the shine in her eyes. You loved mornings like these, you both did, where there was nothing urgent calling either of you to work and you could laze around in each other's presence. No words or actions were needed, though they were certainly appreciated.
"Well, maybe not yet magnificent. But you're my pretty girl. Always." She captured your lips in a gentle, chaste kiss.
"Thank you, my dearest. You always manage to boost my self image. One of these days I may have as big a head as Lucio's," Nadia joked.
"Well, the difference is that you can back these compliments up with truth. You really are as perfect as I say, pretty girl."
𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐎 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐍—
"Mercedes, you put that stick down this instant! I'm not going to clean you up if you get dirt and grime on your fur again!"
"No, it'll probably be me doing the cleaning." You mumbled sarcastically.
"No, don't say that!" He whined. His hand, holding yours, gave a squeeze. "You'll be having a nice gourmet dinner with me when we reach the next town. I think we deserve it!" He beamed.
The two of you were on one of your grand commissioned adventures, and sure enough, you could see in the distance that you were approaching some sort of settlement. Probably not one with a gourmet restaurant, though.
"Lucio, I love your enthusiasm and desire to spoil me, but we did not budget for that. We have to stick to our plan in case we need emergency supplies. Do you remember last time when we had to buy a new tent? And how expensive that was?" He avoided your eyes.
"Look, that was not entirely my fault! I didn't think there were any bears in the area!"
"Uh-huh. Well, your self-proclaimed 'master survival skills' should have told you it's a bad idea anyway to leave meat out where wild animals might come near. You're lucky you're such a pretty boy, otherwise I wouldn't have let you off so easily." Despite your lighthearted lecture, Lucio heard only what he wanted to, as per usual.
"Yeah? You think I'm a pretty boy?"
With a tired exhale and a small smile, you agreed, "Yes, Lucio, the prettiest boy, even." After a few more paces, he stopped suddenly.
His eyes scanned over your form. He always loved how you looked out in nature, where the sun was sprinkled through the leaves and onto your face.
He backed up against the trunk of a large tree, pulling you nearly on top of him. His nose nuzzled your jaw and he planted kisses along your neck.
"Say it again," he breathed. "That I'm a pretty boy— your pretty boy."
Tumblr media Tumblr media
© 𝐝𝐢𝐥𝐟𝐳𝐮𝐤𝐮 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑. do not modify, translate, or repost my works on any platform.
Tumblr media
488 notes · View notes
bakuliwrites · 11 months
Text
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 :)
Tumblr media
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
Tumblr media
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
Tumblr media
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
Tumblr media
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
Tumblr media
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
Tumblr media
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
1K notes · View notes
theintrovertbean · 1 month
Text
Contrary to popular belief, I think Nadia is quite an obsessive partner. Like, y'all realize that she's in love with MC, right? She won't be like "eww no" when the love of her life asks her for an extra hug in the morning. Yes, she's busy with her Countess duties and she has so much stuff to do. I'm not saying she'd neglect her duties because she definitely wouldn't do that.
BUT. You can't tell me that when they're apart, she doesn't spend every moment of her day thinking about MC. She's signing some silly little papers about shrimp prices while fantasizing about cuddling and kissing them for hours. Put her in a room with literally anyone and she's gonna gush about MC at the first opportunity.
Yes, she's very dutiful. She works her ass of to make Vesuvia a better place. But she's also baby girl and a romantic. If she could choose between working or making out with MC, she'd gladly spend her whole life kissing them.
Also Nadia is hella possessive. She has to have at least a hand on MC whenever it's possible. You belong to her, got it? Anything you do makes her melt.
All this woman wants is to hold and to be held, but life often gets in the way. Please, give her all your love and affection because she craves it.
Nadia spent her entire life dreaming of this love. The entire Lost in Prakra tale proves that, hello??? Don't ignore that.
204 notes · View notes
theshipden · 5 months
Note
How would the main 6 react to finding out Mc has ptsd?
Cracks knuckles oh baby as someone with C-PTSD this is my JAM
Julien;
He listens to your explanation, never breaking eye contact. He understands, he’s a doctor, he talks you through it
When you’re having an attack, he’s quick to ground you and help you seek a good therapist
Protective asf, he will not let you do anything alone since it makes you nervous.
Learns every one of your triggers so he can prevent them, whether that’s stopping himself from doing it or someone else
Holds you and cries about what you’ve been through, promises to never let it happen again
Portia;
Post-traumatic- down-syndrome? (Tiktok reference)
Nah but she isn’t certain what that is or what it means, but she DOES read about it and teaches herself what it all entails
Asks julien for further knowledge and how to help
Asks if you need space, to talk, advice, or just her company
In the middle of your attacks, she rubs you. Whether it’s your hand, your back, carding her fingers through your hair, she’s anchoring you back to the ground again
Asks what you need from her when you’re anxious
“Reassurance? Quality time? A listening ear—a shoulder? I have two of those!”
Muriel;
He understands you more then anyone. And funny enough, your anxiety seems to go hand in hand with his own
You’re damn right people are scary!! And loud noises are overwhelming!! And you’re angry and scared and just want to feel safe!! Him too!!
He isn’t the best at staying grounded, honestly he’s still learning healthy coping mechanisms
But when he sees you struggling, he finds himself in the clearest state of mind. He listens, he’s nurturing, and very intuitive.
Smiles so soft and so warm when you calm down from an episode, never pushes you to talk
Sometimes, you panic together about the same thing. Something about seeing someone you love feel the same way as you do….feels like home. You’re not dramatic, you’re more in control then you originally thought, and you’re cared for. Just as you care for him, he cares for you
Nadia;
She’s very good at rationalizing your racing thoughts, using logic to soothe your panic when it seems to be becoming too much
Uses her hands to massage the tension out of your muscles and help you process and work through the feelings you’re having
Aromatherapy, 100%
Reserved a spa day for you, just you and her, no one else. She knows the company of the servants would make you mask
Probably offers to buy you an exotic animal just so you have someone at your side if she’s away when you spiral
Lucio;
This man probably tells you to calm down, not realizing that’s making it worse.
Blubbers an apology immediately after, stuttering wildly as he waves his arms frantically
“No! Don’t cry—-! Hey, darling, it’s alright! What’s happened? My love, can you look at me? Show me those gorgeous eyes, there you go, wonderful. Now, what’s gotten you so upset?”
Thinks someone’s responsible, fully plans on lynching them as soon as he’s figured out the culprit
If your trigger is an inanimate object, he WILL destroy it. And yell at the servants not to trigger you
Drapes his cape over you so you feel sheltered and calm, so you can hide if you don’t want to be seen but don’t want to be alone
Definitely glares at anyone who attempts to call you emotional or puts you down for a natural reaction to trauma
Showers you in compliments, covers the mirrors in little affirmations with lipstick
Asra;
He knew. He’s always known. Even before you did.
He’s very patient, extremely passive and cautious
He educates others on your behalf so you’re never in an unwanted situation or triggered on accident
Reminds you to take medicine, eat, drink water, etc
Asks the arcana to guide you and offer you wisdom and clarity
Constantly ensures you’re never in a night terror/flashback
Can immediately tell when your anxiety spikes, doesn’t even ask before he brings you into the shop in a controlled and familiar environment and asks to talk
Admires you and your courage, he tells you everyday how strong you are and how proud of you he is
283 notes · View notes
dandydanthelion · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
nadia and lucio are fuck buddies, or even better queer platonic partners
bg is straight from the game
251 notes · View notes
wulf59-stuff · 13 days
Text
I was sick and on my period....still am but i can actually live. So here! Me and may beautiful, amazing, gorgeous, smart, sexy, stunning, ✨ perfect ✨ wife!!🥰
(Lucio she is mine you can fuck off)
Tumblr media Tumblr media
98 notes · View notes
farlongerthanforever · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
someone draw this but the satrinava sisters please i’ll give you half my heart and resurrect you from the dead
125 notes · View notes
k-0re · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
sleepy mika in book VI - the lovers - midnight visit
936 notes · View notes
helshollowhalls · 2 months
Text
MC: What the fuck
Nadia: Language!
MC: Whom the fuck
Nadia: Better
114 notes · View notes
linaisbluepancake · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
Snack✨
770 notes · View notes
thecraftymagician · 10 months
Note
Hi there! Arcana brainrot has had me in a chokehold recently, so I wanted to ask: How do you think the m6 would react to the reader's family being racist and/or misogynistic? I've been getting into conflict with my parents on stuff like that a lot recently (especially the misogyny bc even tho I'm a guy, I'm trans, so comments like that are directed towards me a lot) and the idea of my blorbos putting them in their place makes me happy. I completely understand if your not comfortable with it tho
First off, I am so sorry you're going through this. The society we live in right now is utter insanity and it's extremely unfair especially when those who are meant to love and care for us most not only refuse but do the exact opposite. Sincerely, I just want to talk to them at a waffle house. I.. just wanna talk. I completely understand what you're going through and I am here for you, Anon!!! (This is one of those ones where there is bleed-through. All of the M6 have trouble understanding how your family can be so different from you and desperately want to take care of you. I just worded it a bit differently for each and may have left that out a bit for a few, but I assure you it is a given. Your comfort characters love you very much and want what's best for you!!)
Warnings & Clarifications: For everyone's safety, comfort, and wellbeing I will not be going into the specifics of the topics mentioned. At most there will be hints of what may have been said by Reader's family and/or friends. TW: Implied R*cism, Implied H*m*phobia, Implied M*sogyny, Implied B*gotry, Implied etc.
M6 w/ Apprentice's Hateful Family:
Asra 💜
(Directed at them by the family)
They freeze and there's a brief silence before their eyes narrow as they ask for clarification. Did they.. really just say that?
Depending on the response they may have the patience to attempt to put the family in their place with respect for you but they have no qualms about just grabbing your hand and walking away.
They're confused and hurt but know that it's not your fault in the slightest. They are their own people and adults at that who unfortunately made awful choices outside of having you as a child. Even so, how far the golden apple fell from such a rotten tree is astonishing in the best possible way and they are truly grateful.
They will try not to let it get to them but will still confide in you with reassurance that it's not your fault and they don't see you any differently.
(Directed at reader by the family)
Instantly their hand is holding yours firmly, jaw clenched and eyes narrowed.
Through gritted teeth they let the family know that it is time they leave. Any protest from them is met with a glow of purple irises as Asra readies a spell, though they're not sure exactly what.
As soon as they're able, they get you as far away from your family as they can and somewhere comfortable. Immediately they check in on you and get anything you might need, even if it's just a big long hug.
They can't begin to imagine what it was like living in the household but they know it was difficult for you and they want to be there for you as much as possible.
Nadia 💖
(Directed at her by the family)
Her shock lasts milliseconds before morphing into her signature scowl. "I beg your pardon." It is not a question or a suggestion.
If they have the gaul to continue, she allows herself to interrupt and cut them off. In no uncertain terms she all but tells them to go to hell in a hand-basket in the most eloquent way that one may even look forward to the journey.
She will attempt to continue the meeting for your sake but if they refuse to play nice or have made you uncomfortable they are asked to take their leave, even if it's not at the palace. Surely the display in public would send them off, tails between their legs.
Unfortunately, this isn't the first time she's dealt with something like this and she suspects it will be far from the last. It doesn't affect her as much as it used to, the worst of it being from your family and them embarrassing you in the process. She will also confide in you but make sure you do not worry about her as you are her main concern.
(Directed at reader by the family)
The air shifts instantly with palpable tension. For a brief moment, Nadia composes herself to address you directly, placing a tender kiss on your hand. "My dear, would you mind if I spoke to your.. family.. alone?"
Once she's certain you are safe and out of the room, the doors are shut. Her glare is enough to turn them to stone where they stand as she rips into them. Her words are far from pretty but she couldn't care less.
She makes it well known your place in her life and how she would spare nothing to keep you safe and happy.. even if that be exile, among other things.
After their departure, she finds you immediately and does whatever you require whether that's a hug, a good cry in her arms, talking, or ignoring the whole thing for now. She reassures you of your safety and makes sure you smile once more.
Julian 🖤
(Directed at him by the family)
It takes a moment for what they said to hit him. He blinks owlishly at them as he tries to wrap his mind around it and the complete contrast to you. He might ask for clarification out of.. respect.
When they continue his shock turns to a stern, calm anger. "..I see." He enlightens them with the fact that he owes them nothing nor anyone else for that matter, something you taught him. If they have a problem, that is awful for them plain and simple.
If they continue he will excuse you both curtly before escorting you away from them. He's still calm but silent. He's hurt because it's your family but what he said is true. What you and his own friends/family think of him matters more than anything else.
Even so he may need some reassurance. He might know all of that but he still struggles with his insecurities. He wants to make sure he did right by you in case you want your family in your life still.
(Directed at reader by the family)
His eyes narrow as he pulls you behind him, putting himself between you and your family. With his jaw clenched, his words flow with venom and purpose.
He's not above berating anyone no matter the time or place for hurting you but he'd rather not have a physical fight with them if he doesn't have to.
As soon as he's finished lashing out at them he turns on his heel and guides you away, holding you in his coat so they don't see you and vice versa.
As soon as you are somewhere safe, he frets over you and makes sure you are okay. He will try to distract you first to take your mind off it unless you want to talk immediately. If there is anything he can do for you, it will be done.
Muriel 💚
(Directed at him by the family)
While he's been used to harsh words, it is different for him coming from your family. He knows that you don't reflect their words and vice versa in the moment. Even so, he doesn't feel the need to respond with words.
Instead his initial shock melts into an intense glare, allowing the heavy silence.. and his intimidating presence.. to do the work for him. Needless to say, they do not continue.
In any case, they've said enough so he gently takes your hand and walks away from them. He will remain silent for a while before he feels comfortable saying anything.
It's weird that you could be so different from them but he's very glad of it. In another aspect, you make him feel safe, secure and loved. He couldn't be more grateful, even if he has trouble showing that sometimes.
(Directed at you by the family)
He has already taken a few steps forward into their space before they finish their sentence, eyes boring down into them. With all his rage, he can only think of one thing to say. "Leave."
They likely do as he says without a second thought. Scaring people off isn't something he's too keen on now but it needed to be done for your sake.
He'll collect himself as quickly as he can so he's able to tend to you, taking you elsewhere if needed.
It might be difficult for him to articulate the care he wants to convey to you, his bear hugs say plenty.
Portia 🧡
(Directed at her by the family)
She physically takes a step back at first before she squares her shoulders and looks them dead in the eye, letting them have it. Unfortunately, she knows a thing or two about belittling and bullying but lucky for her they aren't Nadia's guests. Even if they were she knows there's no way she'd get into any trouble for her actions.
She's not afraid to walk closer into their space and point/poke at them as she verbally lays into them. Her language is a bit less colorful than her brother's but she's not going to play nice unless she has to. They've certainly lost her respect currently and are undeserving of it.
If they try to continue she will talk over them, continuing to roast them until she's finished. She'll tell them off one last time with a huff before taking your hand in hers and leaving them.
She might vent about it more but she knows it's not your fault and makes sure you don't worry about it. They're their own people and they just so happen to suck but clearly, that has nothing on you.
(Directed at you by the family)
Before they can finish their sentence, she's cut them off, marching forward to get in their face. She readies a punch but stops herself short.
She's not afraid to throw one or hurt them but she is afraid of hurting you further. Even though their flinch was satisfying, she takes in a breath before taking a step back. "You're not even worth it."
Returning to you, she wraps an arm around your shoulder protectively before turning to them over her shoulder to tell them how awful they are in comparison to you. It's shameful of them.
She takes you to a safe space all the while asking if you're alright and if there's anything she can do right now to help. She feels guilty about being so intense but she just can't stand anyone speaking to or about you that way, especially those who should love you.
Lucio 💝
(Directed at him by the family)
His first instinct is to scoff at them. Clearly, they don't know him or anything about him to have that kind of blatant audacity.
He quickly lets them know as such, insulting them verbally each time they attempt to cut him off. All the while he takes slow deliberate steps toward them, putting himself between you.
The rant is ended with the fact that even if they had the decency to apologize he couldn't bring himself to accept it. They should, however, apologize to you because a slight on his honor is a slight on yours but he's sure they've already said enough.
He escorts you away, having said his peace, and takes you somewhere with a nicer atmosphere. Sure he is a bit hurt that your family could say such things but he himself knows a thing or two about rough families. He knows you don't think that way and that's all that really matters to him.
(Directed at you by the family)
"Excuse me?" before they can respond he has closed the difference between them, hand on the hilt of his sword.
When he speaks, his voice is barely above a whisper but judging by their faces.. it wasn't the most pleasant. They back away from each other and his eyes pierce through them as he grins.
When he makes his way back to you, his gaze softens as he guides you away to safety. He holds your hand, explaining later that he was fighting every urge to not turn back around and start a fight to defend you. But.. if you did want that later, he absolutely would.
As much as he's still livid, he's able to put it aside, for now, to take care of you. Anything you need, anything he can do for you; name it and it is yours.
259 notes · View notes
yenyen-dot-jpg · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
Hi bitches
175 notes · View notes
bakuliwrites · 1 year
Text
Kisses with the M6
Haven't done one of these in a while, so here's something soft and sweet and a teensy bit spicy!
Tumblr media
Asra loves to start off slow and gentle with wrist kisses. He looks at you underneath his snowy lashes, a mysterious glimmer in his eyes. Feather-light, he presses his lips to your wrist, sending delightful shivers up your arm.
It tickles a bit and makes you giggle, a sound that's music to his ears. Asra beams brightly before he draws himself up to capture your lips with his. He swallows up your laughter, presses you close to him as you tangle your fingers in his curls. Each strand is soft against your fingertips. He hums into you as you deepen the kiss.
Asra's fingers slide up underneath the hem of your shirt. His hands are warm against you. You can feel the familiar thrum of his magic flowing through him. Even when he's not using it, you can sense its comforting presence.
Asra's kisses always convey a deep affection, a powerful yearning for you and your spirit. He drinks you in like he's parched.
Tumblr media
Nadia loves to press featherlight kisses to your eyelids. Her plush lips always grace you with warmth and gentility. She moves to litter kisses across your cheekbones, along your jawline, and at the corners of your lips. When she pulls back, her eyes are alight with a sultry mischief.
At this point, you're flushed and feeling rather sheepish under her confident, enigmatic gaze. She delights in seeing you so flustered. So she pulls you in, letting you melt into her embrace, lips moving slow and passionate against yours.
Her fingernails gently tickle your hipbone as she traces them along your exposed skin. Her laugh is lyrical whenever you gasp into her or let out a tragic little moan. Though she loves to tease, she loves to reward you just as much.
Nadia's kisses convey an immense respect for you and your vulnerability, a radiant warmth. She worships you in every way she feels you deserve.
Tumblr media
Julian loves to give and receive neck kisses. He's all smiles at the sight of you, the corners of his eyes crinkling with joy as he leans in to scatter kisses along your neck. Laughter rumbles through his chest while his long fingers ghost along your dips and curves.
Nibble👏this👏man👏 Julian is a wreck when he's receiving. His cheeks are crimson and his moans are positively pathetic. Bites are more than welcome and you'll get to watch him turn into a lanky, auburn mess.
He likes to steal away with you. Any opportunity to feel you against him. He'll pull you down alleyways, sneak backstage, find an empty linen closet. His hands are always searching, pulling you close, wanting you as near as possible.
Julian's kisses convey a longing that is body and soul. He tries his damnedest to show you how much you mean to him.
Tumblr media
Portia loves to start with mischievous little kisses behind your ear. She's always giggling when she starts, tucking back the strands of your hair and leaning in to tickle the tender flesh at the base of your lobe.
A lot of times, it starts with a tickle fight and ends with her littering your face with kisses, before she moves to make things a bit more heated. She loves the way you gasp at her first touch, the way your hands grasp desperately at her soft thighs.
Your fingers tangle in Portia's curly locks and it's moments of bliss like this that she is grateful for. Whether it's quiet evenings in her cottage, cozied up under some blankets, or enjoying a picnic lunch break on some adventure, Portia loves to make sure you know how much she adores you.
Portia's kisses are bubbly and bright, conveying her deep adoration for you. She breathes you in like a crisp spring breeze.
Tumblr media
Muriel loves your lips. They're plush and soft against him. He'll pull you into his lap while the two of you are sitting in front of the fire and just hold you close for a moment. When you gaze up at him, firelight twinkling in your eyes, he can feel heat creep to his cheeks.
You're usually the first to initiate, but sometimes he'll lean down and press his lips softly against yours. He's slow and gentle at first, just luxuriating in the feel of you against him. But when your tongue traces his parted lips, he'll deepen the kiss.
In his warm embrace, you feel protected. And he wants to make sure that you know how safe he feels in your arms, too. The intimacy and vulnerability that he shares with you is deeply important to him. Quiet moments like this are ones that he cherishes.
Muriel's kisses honor you, in every way possible. He envelopes you with warmth and love.
Tumblr media
Lucio loves to kiss you anywhere and everywhere. This man will press kisses from the tips of your toes to the top of your head and everywhere in between. There is nowhere on you that this man won't have put his lips.
He also does not care who is watching. PDA is a non-issue for him. In fact, if people get to see the two of you making-out, they should consider it a privilege. His favorite way to initiate, however, is pressing a gentle kiss to the back of your hand, before trailing up your arm, and littering your face with even more.
Lucio is particularly handsy. There's always an impish gleam in his eye and a devilish smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He gets a great deal of enjoyment out of making you blush and gasp. He's got a more tender side, too, but that's exclusively reserved for when the two of you are in private.
Lucio's kisses venerate you, anywhere and everywhere, as he feels you deserve. He simply can't get enough of you.
515 notes · View notes
theintrovertbean · 17 days
Note
I wonder how Nadia would react to a muscular Mc 😏, like lets set the scene now , ok so Nadia is walking to her bedroom and she walks in to see Mc shirtless and she sees all Mc muscles and abs and shit like that. Like I wonder what her reaction would be walking in on Mc working out and seeing there muscles and shit or (seeing them half naked )
Thank you, I love this ask so much! 🙏🏻 I think about Nadia rubbing my arms all the time. They're kinda strong.
I'm pretty sure I've received a similar ask before, but I accidentally ended up deleting it. Sorry about that, babes.
I felt the urge to add some nsfw stuff to this, but uh I kept things more on the sfw side. Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy it!
Nadia x Muscular MC
Now this is a sight that makes the Coutness' heart race.
Nadia comes in and sees MC working out half naked, looking happy, and smiling sweetly at her. If MC greeted her, she didn't hear it because her brain stopped working for a good minute.
She can't help but stare. The urge to touch MC is real strong.
Nadia doesn't want to be rude, so she apologizes, but still compliments MC.
"Forgive me, my dear MC. You look absolutely ravishing."
She's also blushing so hard.
This is MC's sign to offer her a feel of their body.
And if they do, Nadia would be more than happy to run her hands all over them. Watch (and feel) her get lost in the sensation. She'd caress their arms and chest and trace the lines of their defined abs. She wants to explore every inch of them with her hands and her lips.
If MC feels a bit sore after a workout, Nadia would gladly offer them a massage. She likes making her partner feel good and it's another excuse to touch them.
She admires the hard work and dedication they've put into their body. She finds that incredibly attractive.
At some point, either Nadia or MC will come up with the genius idea of working out together. However, this Countess might end up just enjoying the view instead. The way those muscles flex is doing things to her.
She also asks some questions. What kind of exercises do you enjoy doing the most? What's their diet? Etc.
Can MC fight, tho? Or would they like to do some sports? Would they like her to hire instructors for them? Nadia would love to watch them practice. For scientific reasons.
Knowing that she could order such a strong person to get on their knees for her makes Nadia feel all sorts of wonderful things.
Do pick her up, tho. It might be a bit new to her and it's possible that she'll hesitant at first, but she ends up enjoying it. She feels safe in their arms and the blush on her face and that sweet little giggle that accidentally escapes her makes it all worth it.
Let Nadia be the little spoon sometimes :3 Whenever she's having a bad day, being held in those strong arms or putting her head on MC's muscular chest takes all her worries away.
If MC ever goes outside, takes off their shirt, and starts doing something, Nadia's gonna stand on the balcony, lean on the railing, and bite her lip while staring at them.
56 notes · View notes
taduki · 7 days
Text
Nadia’s Mehndi
A fluffy little drabble of my apprentice doing Nadia’s henna. I wanted it to come off naturally, but I’m not in the mood to edit it right now 😭😭, so I’ll just hope and pray it comes off nicely and there are no errors. 💕🙏
The Countess spared no expense treating her lover with the loveliest of delicacies as gifts. Alas, her lover was a simple woman who distinctly cherished the one thing money could not buy — her time.
Nadia was a symbol of grace and resilience. She often reminded Taduki of gorgeous sculptures of women, the epitome of beauty. Though she found that, regardless of what she looked like, she would love her all the same, which is why she wanted to decorate her with a special treatment.
She presented her love with a modest, cone-shaped tube of Henna in the palace gardens.
“Oh, my! I haven’t seen this for quite some time.” Nadia smiled. She sighed and rubbed her temple, “My sisters used to draw on themselves for hours. It was at its worst when they insisted on collaborating on my body… But I do have fonder memories of this, my dear.”
Taduki cut off the end of the tube with a pocket knife and placed the tip of the henna on her love’s arm. She hummed and asked, “Would you tell me?”
Nadia watched her fluffed up curly mess of hair move around while she worked. She let out a giggle and said, “Sure.” She had it done during her wedding with Count Lucio. Yes, it was customary in Prakra, but she also saw it as a testament to the first step in her new life.
She stopped herself. “Darling?”
“Mhm?”
“Where did you learn to do Mehndi? During your travels?”
“Yeah”, Taduki replied. “We did performances and stuff, but not everyone was looking for a show. It actually started because I saw this super bored kid and I offered to draw something on him. It spiraled into a service after that.” She laughed.
Nadia planted a sneaky kiss on her forehead. Taduki looked up and grinned, then asked suddenly, “Say, Nadi? Why do you call it Mehndi?”
Nadia subconsciously played with her lover’s coily black hair in thought. After a moment, she raised an eyebrow. “Is that not what it’s called?”
“I call it henna”, Taduki returned to her work. “I’ve heard people call it Mehndi before, but I have no idea why! It’s just so different.” She squinted.
Nadia sat back on the edge of the fountain, careful not to move her arm. She looked at the sky in thought and inquired, “Henna comes from the henna plant” — she stopped herself. “Wait, no. It’s the other way around! Henna is the plant itself.”
“Yeah, and then Mehndi is the brown stuff.”
“Oh, goodness. Well, when you put it like that—.” Nadia hid a disgraceful snort behind her hand.
Taduki shoved her and laughed. “Do you remember—.” She interrupted herself with a cackle and a wheeze. Nadia gently held her arm, a big grin still stretched over her face, and laughed, “Stop that! You’ll hurt yourself!” Taduki held her stomach and hiccuped. She wearily fanned herself and continued, “The dinner at Vlastomil’s…”
Nadia let out a raucous laugh and clasped her hands together. “Yes! Yes, I do!” She nodded.
“Ewww!”, Taduki recalled herself saying out loud. She wheezed and rolled onto the grass, still shaking with laughter. Nadia followed her and fanned herself off before holding her. She waited for her lover to calm down and catch her breath, but by the time she did, she must have been half-conscious. She took a deep breath in and out. “Never let me tell a joke ever again, please”, she groaned.
Nadia smiled and pat her stomach. She hummed, “I’d miss you.”
Taduki wearily looked into her eyes and hummed back, “Me too.”
Nadia’s shoulders shook and she mouthed, “What?”, before shaking her head and leaving it be. She sighed dreamily and stared into her eyes.
The grass made for a soft cushion and their eyes were starting to droop. Their bed was neatly made in the palace, but they drifted further and further into their sleep, for it did not matter where they were or that one’s mehndi was smeared. They were safe, and they were together.
30 notes · View notes
dandydanthelion · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
started playing nadia's route again
171 notes · View notes