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malaks-perch · 1 year

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𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐬, 𝐢𝐢

lucio montag, nadia satrinava, muriel of the kokhuri, and valerius

what your lover thinks of sending you love notes and what they send to you

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𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘰

- if he manages to sit down for a few minutes and stay focused, he can write some love letters that will make you swoon, don’t think for a second that he can’t (he doodles your name amongst hearts and cupid bows)

- if he’s the count, then he’ll make time to do the love letters and if he’s not, then he’ll find time between all of his new endeavors to tell you that you are his world, his love and his reason for wanting to be better and there’s not an ounce of him that isn’t grateful for it as he’ll try to let you know through all the lovely words that he sends your way

- like julian, words of affirmation are his love language and he’ll surely spend time grinning over his desk of too many quills, papers, and envelopes when it’s all to tell you that he doesn’t spend his every waking moment thinking about you and how he wishes to kiss every one of his compliments onto your skin

- he lights up when he receives a love letter from you, warming and drawing himself up taut with how much love fills him at the thought of you grinning over your desk to tell him how much he loves you, he’s absolutely lovesick

- if you don’t respond to him timely or are away from him for too long from you, then believe that he’s going to stop everything he’s doing to go find out why you haven’t sent him a letter declaring your undying love for him

lucio's love letter includes :: any rings of his, stationary that he likes, and ornamental pins

𝘕𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘢

- nadia was shocked to receive a love letter from you, i mean you’re already her lover, but now this?? she’s over the moon and reading it for days on end, she carries it with her and smiles at the sheet of paper/envelope while dignitaries are talking to her

- she goes to write back and blanks, realizes she doesn’t know what’s right or if there’s a wrong way to do the love notes, but a little advice from portia who ‘accidentally’ walks in her brainstorming session helps

there were a lot of frustrated sighs and growls coming from nadia’s room and the girl thought to go in there to see if the countess was torturing someone or needed a break from whatever documents had her in a tizzy

- the countess is remarkably good with flustering you in person or not, there are moments with the servants believe the countess to be having an affair of some sorts because of how flushed she walks around, but not so, it’s only you and your lovely words leaving her breathless daily

- these help on long days away from you when she really can’t bear it, she loves the sentiment of receiving you loveliest words from you, but she’ll often tell you she wants to kiss the sweet words off your lips

- she loves to send you little gifts and things that require you to be in her presence or return to her (she thinks she's clever but you see through it) and nadia is a bit too smug when you return to her with whatever she's sent you

nadia's love letter includes :: concerto tickets, her own hair accessories, and the occasional pocket watch to count seconds spent away from home

𝘔𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭

- oh muriel, this baby has considered love letters only because he wants to put the effort into having one of those relationships you see on the streets where one lover is entwined with the other even if you assure him that not all love has to be a performance

- like the countess, he spends time mulling over what he wants to say to you until it settles that it’s close to a regular letter, except he can relay his heart to you

you’ll have to talk to him beforehand about sending love letters because if he up and gets one he’s going to worry over whether or not such sweetness is meant for him and if it’s alright to return one back to you

- “i think of you whenever you aren’t here” and ‘here’ is scraped out and replaced with home “because no place i’ve visited with you ever feels whole when i’m there alone’ truly, it’s a marvel to read

- muriel struggles the most with love letters only because he’s reluctant to pen down his feelings for you to a page when he’d much rather show you his affections, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t good at it

- he’s not all too worried when you don’t send a letter, he’ll poke around your shop to see if anyone’s seen you and might pout, but when there is a letter attached to inanna’s neck, there’s a tug of his lips that rival any token he could ever send you

muriel's love letter includes :: pressed leaves + flora, small carved charms, and a cross-stitch square

𝘝𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘴

- he’s not against the idea of sending love letters but he wonders why exactly you want them, he doesn’t see them as pointless - he mostly wonders if you’re serious

- he doesn’t spend time mulling over what he’s going to send you, it happens and whatever he thinks of in the moment he’ll jot down and miraculously is the best at not being repetitive with these lovely written numbers without needing to remind himself what he's written to you

- he grows fonder of these handwritten letters more and more because these are ways he gets to appreciate you and pick up on the little bits you think of him and he eats. it. up.

- quoting poems and literature seems juvenile to him so him because tethering words to you would be an insult when people are more prone to remember a sunset or the stars in the sky, so he mostly sticks to recalling his favorite bits of you and he’s truly fortunate to be yours

- he’s a softie about these things and as someone who was indifferent about the whole endeavor to begin with, he gets a little miffed when he doesn’t receive a love letter in return (expect a grumpy valerius)

valerius' love letters include :: his golden wristbands, quills from the market, and the names of literature that made him think of you

<333 𝘗𝘓𝘌𝘈𝘚𝘌 𝘙𝘌𝘉𝘓𝘖𝘎 𝘖𝘙 𝘓𝘌𝘈𝘝𝘌 𝘈 𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘔𝘌𝘕𝘛!! <333

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malimomo · 1 month

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needy!lucio x f!magician

nsfw

needy!lucio isn’t as needy as you’d think. Being born into a tribe and experiencing bloodshed and war requires independence. He’s a fighter and isn’t afraid to show off his abilities and kill at the same time.

needy!lucio is surprisingly good at cooking. He knows a fair amount of recipes from his time living with his tribe. What he needs help with is finding someone who is willing to try his unique meals. And that is you, of course.

needy!lucio literally needs to have a partner by his side who understands mentally and emotionally. Having powers along and history with the Devil has made him emotionally vulnerable.

In bed, needy!lucio begs you to let him taste you. If you decline, he will kiss you desperately, mumbling pleads against your lips to let him lick your clit.

needy!lucio becomes putty in your hands when he is touch starved. He needs to touch as much of you as possible, kiss you all over, and give you the pleasure you deserve. Your body fulfills his cravings and if you want him to pleasure you in any way, he will obey.

When he has pent up frustration, needy!lucio automatically goes to sex for de-stress. He roughly takes your clothes off and your wardrobe has dwindled because of that. Sometimes, he can get out of control and cut your skin with his golden fingernails, but you don't mind, nor does he. Seeing those thin red marks on your skin is a reminder to needy!lucio that you are his play-toy to use whenever he wants.

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

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bastart13 · 1 month

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It's been a while since I did some writing, so here's more of the "Lucio and Nadia had children" AU

tl;dr: Nadia and Lucio still suck together but Portia reminds them they have to be better

#the arcana #the arcana game #portia devorak #nadia satrinava #count lucio #nadia x portia #lucio x portia #child au #video #fanfiction #Youtube #'hey guys i know you don't like each other but WOW be better around your children'

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bakuliwrites · 1 year

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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!

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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angelltheninth · 1 year

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Lucio isn't hesitant to kiss you in public or praise you until your ears burn from his words, both gentle and lewd in nature. You could be walking into the tavern and he will spin you around, kiss your neck, giving you a hickey almost in a way to establish his dominance early on, signaling to others that you're pretty ass his his.

#the arcana #lucio x reader #lucio x you #the arcana x reader #the arcana x you #the arcana lucio #count lucio #the arcana imagines #the arcana headcanons #the arcana x apprentice #the arcana x mc

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devwhorak · 1 year

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every h0rny (im not up to date on tumblr censoring) drawing of julian is always S&M themed like yeah i know he likes it but he also likes being (publicly) executed and dying and being dead so can we just give him a kiss now and then? maybe a hug. can we sometimes be nice to him.

#and you know what! im gonna say it #i want HIM to hit ME #i want HIM to make ME cry a little bit! alright?#the arcana #julian devorak #julian x mc #julian #asra alnazar #nadia satrinava #count lucio #muriel #portia devorak

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cherryo · 1 year

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Hi!! If possible can I pretty please have m6 from the arcana with a reader with a ferret familiar? Please and thank you!!

AHHH!!! this was such a cute idea!!!!!! i love love ferrets sooooo much!!

Asra - Firmly believe while they love your ferret theyd be worried because of Faust. - Doesnt think she’d necessarily hurt your ferret but was just cautious - Once they got over it, thought it was a blast to have a furry friend in the shop!! - (your ferret brought in a lot of customers lol) - While Faust is still Asras baby, your ferret would become a second child to them <3

Nadia:

She loves all creatures but had always heard Ferrets were,,,,, less than clean

She of course wasn't going to tell you that you couldn't have your ferret but she was just worried

Once Nadia got to know your ferret and realized they're pretty clean animals she fell in with them!!!

Was worried Chandra would like your ferret a little *too* much but was glad they got along without Chandra killing them!

i also feel she'd draw a line at letting your ferret sleep with you guys but doesn't mean any harm by it

Muriel:

this man was sooooo concerned Inanna would think your ferret is a toy :((

she thankfully knew not to mess too harsh with your ferret,they playfully fight now

still gives Muriel a heart attack LOL

nervous he'll crush them by accident or accidentally let them outside without realizing it

please keep an eye on your ferret so as not to give this man a heart attack Portia - LOVES YOUR FERRET SO MUCH

loves to see them wiggle and bounce all over the place !!!

wasnt at all worried that her kitty would do anything

loves your ferret more than you (/j)

adores them so much, you can find her snuggling both her cat and your ferret at the same time lol

Julian

another one who just downright adores your ferret

but i feel like hed love any of the familiars you would've had, if its an extension of you he'd love it regardless

he really didnt have any fear of malak attacking you ferret so it was all pretty chill from the get go

he's so happy about yalls family dynamic

literally treats yalls familiars like kids, its so sweet <3

Lucio

he takes the longest to get used to the ferret

he has only heard the same thing as Nadia and is less than pleased about it

give him a couple weeks of constant interaction and he'll be like a dad who didnt want the pet in the first place

cuddling it and talking to them in hushed murmurs

telling them how much he adores and love both of you

makes his baby fever go way too fucking high lol

#chasewrites #the arcana #asra x reader #count lucio #lucio x reader #nadia x reader #portia x reader #muriel x you #the arcana headcanons

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lucent-blade · 6 months

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I fully believe that Julian and Lucio kissed back when Lucio was a mercenary and Julian was an apprentice because there is no absolute way they both did not walk under the stars and hold each other before making out. It has to be canon, it literally has to be.

#shitpost #the arcana shitpost #They smooched gay style outside in the grass and you cannot tell me I am wrong #the arcana #jucio #drama kings #julian x lucio #lucio x julian #the arcana julian #julian the arcana #julian devorak #ilya devorak #julian the doctor #lucio the arcana #the arcana lucio #lucio morgasson #count lucio

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ladyamoit · 1 year

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They're terrible, oh my god they're so terrible (reblogs greatly appreciated)

#POV you walk in on lucio seducing your wife #count lucio #the arcana #the arcana game #the arcana fandom #the arcana lucio #lucio the arcana #lucio x mc #lucio morgasson #the arcana fanart #the arcana apprentice

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stardustincarnate · 2 years

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ALL TO MYSELF // Yandere!Count Lucio x Reader (II)

READ PART ONE HERE.

GENDER-NEUTRAL READER.

WORD COUNT : 3678 words.

GENRE : yandere!au. slight fluff in the beginning.

WARNINGS : major character death. mentions of blood. non-consensual touching. a very twisted view of love.

watch out for typographical/grammatical errors.

♡ writing commissions are open! ♡

CLICK HERE FOR THE WATTPAD VERSION.

What a fair day it was.

My lover and I had prepared and filled our portmanteaus with the necessities. Lucio, being his usual self, stuffed a lot of clothes that I was sure he wouldn’t even be wearing. Look at all those excess gold!

The seven of us had sailed out in Nadia's yacht. A huge and sleek yacht. I was torn between staring at the beauteous sea or staying inside and exploring its ornate structure. But eventually I ended up joining Lucio out in the open.

His introspective figure stared at the gentle oscillation of glimmering waves, the sun setting behind him and painting warm hues on the white yacht. His hands were on the railing and it seemed as if he was roughly gripping on them. When I approached him, he didn’t notice me until my third call. He was acting out of character again. Normally he would annoy (as I'd like to word it out) us all. It was good for our parts though since we wouldn’t be having any more headaches with this troublemaker.

“What’re you thinking, Luci?”

“Me?” He pointed to himself. Obviously. “Nothing important! Haha! I'm just enjoying the view! It’s great! Isn’t it?”

“I do like the view.” I assented.

“You’re my best view.”

“..Oh.”

He laughed at my displeased reaction and went silent again.

Somehow, there was a tangible premonition present in the atmosphere, and I had learned that I should always trust my intuitions. A knot formed in my stomach. What was the matter with me? I swallowed the lump in my throat and attempted to shrug it off. I refused to let my day get spoiled.

I stood beside Lucio and put my hand above his own, smiling when he nudged my shoulder with his. He put his prosthetic arm over my shoulder and pointed out to the ocean. There were three small dolphins in a near distance who swam closer to our yacht until we got a better view of them. They squeaked and jumped as if to reach us. I didn’t know if it was just Lucio's luck or something, but his upper half ended up getting drenched by I reckoned intentional splashes.

Of course, the himbo argued with the poor adorable creatures.

“Hey! Stop that! Ugh, [Y/N]! Tell them!”

“Look! They brought us another.. familiar friend.” I grinned, ignoring his plead.

When he looked down, his chagrin rose at the sight of the land shark that stole his precious Bourbon Beef the last time we went out.

“YOU! Why are you here?! You've troubled me enough! Shoo!”

“I think it can smell the Bourbon Beef Asra's preparing..”

“He’s what?! Why didn’t he tell me?!”

“Why would he te—”

He seized my wrist and we trotted to where Asra and the rest were.

“Why wasn’t I informed?!”

“You and [Y/N] looked busy with each other's company. Thought better not to disturb.” Asra replied.

“That’s good, but still! It’s Bourbon Beef we’re talking about. I already got my last one stolen and I’m not allowing any more land sharks to steal it!”

“Yeah. One already found us.”

“One? Look over there, my dear magician,” Julian pointed at the railing behind him. “Soon enough this yacht will be surrounded by them.”

I scratched my head and at the same time Asra's eyes met mine. The last time was more than enough, thank you very much.

With our magic converged, we brought up an invisible protective seal that blanketed the yacht. One could neither enter nor leave until either of us breaks the spell. I figured Asra would do it himself later.

Now free from thieves, both Asra and Lucio continued to grill the beef in satisfaction. I approached Muriel and sat beside him. He scowled but thankfully didn’t shoo me away. Reckoned it’s because he knew that at least I wasn’t as loud as my Lucio. Speaking of, I continued to watch him and Asra constantly argue about the littlest things, while Julian busied himself by telling rather exaggerated stories to Nadia which had Portia rolling her eyes at the same time playing along with her brother.

Muriel and I relished the silence together, occasionally laughing while pointing out the land sharks who were valiantly trying to access our yacht.

I leaned my back and smiled as I looked at the glowing ruby sky. Suddenly, I yelped as a heavy weight pressed on my shoulder. I looked around and it was just Lucio, grinning. I flicked his forehead.

“Aw hey!” He pouted. “Food’s ready [Y/N]. Let’s go!”

“Alright, but stop scaring me for heaven’s sake!”

We ate and shared stories and laughter. Everyone was clearly enjoying themselves. But...

“Luci..”

Lucio blinked before acknowledging my presence with a tad bit of surprise on his face. “Yes [Y/N]?”

“Are you all right? Are you sea-sick or something?”

“Me? Sea-sick? Hah! Don’t be ridiculous! I’ll never get sea-sick!”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

“What do you mean? I just did!”

“I asked if you were all right, Lucio.”

“Me? Well of course I'm all right! Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You were all quiet... It was so unlike you. I thought you’ve problems.”

“Your Luci being quiet? It's called character development, [Y/N].”

“Montag Morgasson! I'm being serious!”

“I—well—so am I! Really, there’s no need to be so worried! Save your worries for later!”

“Ugh. You are always so impossible.”

“Always?! Excuse me?!”

My eyes turning to slits seemed to be adequate for him to treat the matter less frivolously.

“Ow-kay ow-kay... [Y/N].. Hehe.. But really, I—I appreciate.. your concern.. Augh! Just come here for a sec, will ya?”

He patted his lap. I initially didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, but I also couldn’t help myself. Lucio wrapped his arms around my waist whilst nuzzling my neck. I chuckled, then he looked up at me, dazedly batting his eyelashes.

“You’re mine, aren’t you? My sweet, sweet [Y/N]... You do love me, right?”

My breath hitched as his hot breath tickled my neck, sending shivers throughout my body. With his faced cupped in my hands, I leaned in to kiss his forehead.

“Of course Luci. I love you so much.”

“You love me that you’d stay by my side forever, right?”

I ruffled his hair as I chuckled. “Of course, even if you are very loud, all the time.”

“You promise?”

“Of course. You can take my word for it.”

Lucio sighed in satisfaction, relishing the warmth my hand shared on his cheek.

“Good. That’s good, dove.”

“You’re acting so sweet today Luci.. Perhaps you’ve eaten way too much sugar?”

“Not enough sugar. I’ve still yet to eat the main sweetness right here.”

“L-Lucio!”

“Now you’re being shy?”

“You can’t blame me!”

I squirmed strenuously but his hold on me was far greater. I wiggled and even more when he began tickling me. My face was burning and the air had almost left my lungs when he stopped. We both looked at each other—and then erupted into laughter.

“Let go of me otherwise I'll really turn you back to your goat form!”

“C’mon, you always speak empty words! You love me way too much to do that!”

“You’re rather complacent when in fact I like the goat better than I like the original you. The goat was fluffier.. a perfect cuddle buddy.”

“But I am that goat!”

“You don’t have enough fluff.”

“I have loads of fluffy comforters! We can use that to cuddle!”

“But those are just comforters! I want the goat!”

Lucio scowled in disbelief. “You have weird tastes. I’m way more handsome than that stupid goat.”

“Lucio, you are that goat. You just called yourself stupid.”

“....”

He began to loudly protest while I only laughed. I pinched his nose and nuzzled it with mine when he was done complaining.

“You idiot, I love you way too much.”

“So do I, [Y/N]. Hey! Jules! Mind your own business!”

“What did I even do this time?! And don’t call me Jules!”

Eventually we had to retire to our chambers, Lucio and I sharing one as to his request. The night had been very busy, special thanks to two certain himbos making fun of each other. I fancied Lucio had gone out sometime later as I wasn’t able to feel him sleeping beside me. Still, I continued my sleep.

A hefty object resided on top on my chest. I could neither breath nor move. Everything was pitch black. The silence was too loud that I felt my head about to explode. What was going on?

The knot in my stomach tightened as I heard a pin drop. The sound was muffled.. and it sounded as if it were trying to reach me.

I could finally move. I walked and walked yet all my movements halted when I heard a scream of agony too familiar to me.

That voice...

Asra's...

Where could he be?! I ran and ran for who knows how long yet I remained unmoving and the cries only seemed to grow further away.

Light started to sporadically appear in the middle of this vast blackness, along with images of my friends who were in pain. They were crying, fighting yet failing against the unknown shadow... And then there was Asra whose eyes were fixed on mine.

‘Run.’

Run was all that he said before blood splattered on my vision, and the next image was too gruesome that I couldn’t move or even think anymore as it spontaneously replayed in my eyes.

“A-Asra!”

“ASRA!”

I sat up and reached forth, looking wildly around the vicinity.

I let out a huge sigh. It was merely a dream. But I couldn’t stop my anxiety. I clutched my clothes and tried valiantly not to think of the last image I saw, but to no avail.

It was eerily silent, only the waves crashing against each other present at the current.

I looked beside me.

Where’s Lucio?

I was anxious from my nightmare alone, but seeing him still not there made it worse.

Where could he be at a time like this? I was certain the others had all fallen asleep. I got out of bed and sauntered out in the open.

The breeze picked up and I had to squint my eyes. The waves were then characterized by torrent as the yacht wobbled on its sides. I walked and walked and then finally, I saw a familiar figure.

“Lucio! Are you alright!? Oh goodness ho—”

I stopped my tracks, noticing a brown, icky substance pooling on the ground. My heart throbbed in terror seconds later as the realization dawned me -- the substance was blood.

"Lucio! Oh my goodness! What happened?" I stepped closer, eyes still fixated on the pool of blood which trailed from Lucio himself. He turned around, eerily silent, with blood cascading his fingers -- even more of it on his chest area. Panic-stricken, I fumbled my brain for the easiest healing spell, only to stop as I fully took in what I was seeing.

Onyx sclera, horns sprouting from his forehead, bloodlust and a strong sense of utter wrongness in his demeanor.

I carefully stepped back. This wasn't Lucio. The others were nowhere to be found, and the blood...

It couldn't be.

"You're awake dove, so soon. I was hoping to spare you of the gory sight -- but oh well. It's almost over anyway. Wanna enjoy the show?"

Lucio -- no -- the abomination -- it couldn't be him! He looked down, as if to admire the gory masterpiece he had created. He stepped closer to me, licking a small blotch of blood from his swollen bottom lip, having a predator-like look on his face. I instinctively summoned my magic. He just chuckled -- so shrilly that it felt like thunder ringing in my ears.

"Come on [Y/N]! No need to be so afraid. I will never harm you. I love you."

"What did you do to Lucio?"

"What did I do to whom? Lucio? What did I do to myself? HAHAHA! Silly little pet, don't be so daft! I am your Lucio."

The magic in my tightly clenched fist began to grow more and more tangible. But a sudden, invisible compulsion tugged my consciousness away from concentration, pushing my back against a wooden panel where I winced and shut my eyes from the excruciating pain.

I could feel his shadow looming in front of me. I felt claws digging my throat, scraping my jaw and gripping it. I was forced to look at him. Even in darkness, his resemblance to my Lucio, and the rare looks he'd give me whenever we were alone, was terribly vivid. He smirked, revealing his sharp fangs.

"You still don't get it, do you? Aww, you look so adorable when you're helpless like this. Look at you, shivering..."

I gathered my strength to defeat the invisible chain around my body and surged my magic into the abomination. I stood up and looked down at him with loathing. I did knock him out -- but he recovered too quickly and chuckled. I covered my ears with the strong tintinnabulation and stepped back, wide-eyed.

Just then, appearing from behind a post was a limping, smitten figure, blood oozing from their stomach and mouth. It was Asra. He looked at me and mouthed, "Run."

Run. It all felt like deja vu.

"Run."

Run was all that he said before blood splattered on my vision, and the next image was too gruesome that I couldn’t move or even think anymore as it spontaneously replayed in my eyes.

Oh, God.

"Oh would you look at that! The magician is finally here! His apprentice can finally enjoy the last scene!"

"What did you do to them?! What did you do to them, Lucio?!"

"I simply got rid of them! They were all nuisances anyway. Liked rubbing their noses on our relationship. Taking bits of your time which should only exist for me."

My body quivered, looking at all the blood scattered around. I was loss for words for a moment. The only thing which brought my senses back was the horrible fit of laughter coming from him.

"T-They were our friends!"

"Our friends? So, like, you're choosing them over me?!"

"Lu -- "

"You said you'd be with me forever... Only the two of us, no nuisances. And I did the job so you don't have to! And now -- "

Asra surged his magic, knocking Lucio out for merely a few seconds that I was barely halfway running to Asra to help him out when Lucio got up again. Asra and I exchanged looks of terror. He had summoned a powerful spell that had always worked in the past, and for Lucio to heal so quickly was a terrifying premonition.

It was indeed Lucio, that I was sure of. Yet it didn't feel like him. The dark energy which he was emitting and oppressing us was so immense that it reminded me of...

"The Devil."

"Tsk, Asra! It's rude to interrupt while someone's talking. Didn't you learn common manners?! Oh, sorry, I forgot. No one was there to teach you, because your parents were imprisoned!"

I shared Asra's seething lividness at Lucio's words. We attacked him in unison, yet he dodged so easily, now entirely focused on provoking Asra and ignoring me.

"I always knew that you and my little dove once shared feelings. It was a long time ago, but I can't take the risk of them getting back to the surface. Sorry Asra, it's nothing personal. It's just my job to prevent that from happening."

Lucio grinned. I began attacking him simultaneously -- all attacks which he easily countered as if he was merely flicking a speck of dust. The last attack however finally sent him down. But it was no victory for us. Lucio was evidently annoyed now.

"So you're siding with him now, [Y/N]? I thought you loved me... But it doesn't matter. I can love you for the both of us."

"SHUT UP! Don't use your so-called love to justify murdering my friends, you bloody arse!"

Now he looked severely aggravated. There came a vivid change in his expression and the atmosphere. It was menacing enough before, but now it was on a different level.

"They've manipulated you so badly that you're even turning your back against ME. Well, this is gonna be a problem... As much as I want you to witness me finishing off your beloved master, you're completely siding with him now, aren't you? Well well... I don't like hurting you [Y/N], I really don't. You'll just have to forgive me for this one, okay?"

He began attacking me before I could prepare. I quickly countered though, but I was only on the defensive. He was tenfold stronger than me -- especially because his attacks were filled with too great vehemence. Asra backed me up, hitting Lucio from the other side, yet his attacks were futile. Not only did he had not enough strength left, but Lucio easily flicked his attacks away with his left hand while the other one kept on attacking me.

The insanity on his countenance grew the weaker I became due to constantly defending myself. In the end, I had failed to defeat him and landed on the wooden flooring with a thunderous crash. The last thing I saw was Asra's wounded face, full of anger and blood lust for revenge.

Would he make it? But.. Lucio was so much stronger than him...

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I awakened with a heavy weight pressing against my chest, the vestiges of my nightmare and the vivid, gory images of the events which happened still playing in my head.

Except, it wasn't a nightmare.

I knew this in my heart. Everything was real. Everything happened -- how I ended up being fettered in the yacht's interior. Still, I couldn't fully acknowledge that it was indeed what happened. I couldn't understand why all of this happened...

Why was this all happening to me? To us?

A few minutes later, a discernible figure whose countenance was graced with a haughty, odious smirk forged towards me. Lucio dropped on his knees, scratching my chin in an attempt to caress it, just like he did in the old times. But there was no warmth to his touch -- only pure lust. His actions were tainted.

And maybe they had always been, and I just failed to notice, because I believed in him. That he would grow and learn from his past mistakes.

I shivered in disgust as his lips met my jawline. I spat and glared at him, unblinking. A veer of emotions occurred in him and he tutted irascibly.

"What's this? You've always loved it when I do that to you. Now you're being a brat?"

I spat again, now on him. He snarled.

"You killed my best friends, you fucking monster! What happened... What happened to you?! I thought I know you, Lucio!"

The tears came unbidden. Thinking about it, we were so happy. I was excited to spend time with him and my best friends in Prakra. This was supposed to be a trip we could all enjoy... but what happened? I thought he was different from before! But then, he got worse... Lovesick, filled with lust for power, with the intention of keeping me all to himself.

"I thought I knew you too, [Y/N]. I thought you'd understand my intentions and work with me... but you're siding with them? Those trash? Ugh, you've blighted all the plans I've stored for just the two of us. But it's fine. Didn't I say? I can love you for the both of us. And it's not like you can escape, even if you try to."

I gritted my teeth. My resolve was adamant. I needed to escape and smite him, for the lives he had taken. This wasn't the man I loved anymore. Perhaps the man I loved never even existed. Perhaps all the actions he had given me were just fraud.

I wasn't going to underestimate that abomination, but I wasn't going to do the same with myself. I defeated The Devil once. Summoning my magic, I made him flew over the barrels, giving me enough time to untangle the magical chains restraining me. I hastily opened a portal and jumped straight just as he was about to get up. I only got as far to land on an island where I could still see the yacht on a veritable distance.

I panted. This was my time to call for back-up. Yet my heart leaped to my throat. His silhouette was already on the shore. He began taking his time walking towards me, now clearly livid.

I ran throughout the natural island maze with utter dread, moreso when I started hearing his voice. Not from my left -- not from my right -- but everywhere all at once, sharply ringing in my head and making me dizzy.

"You can run, but you can't hide from me. Don't you know, [Y/N]? We have a connection. This is what the universe gave us, a connection that only exists between the two of us. Do you know what that means? It means that neither of us can escape from one another! Wherever you go, you're bound to end up in front of me, [Y/N]!"

In a flash, I was blasted to the ground. And when I looked down, I saw a thin, sharp branch jutting from my stomach.

There was blood all over it.

I began to cough with the same red liquid. A healing spell -- I needed -- no... My hands were quivering. There was blood all over me. My vision began dimming. I began hyperventilating. Tears began cascading. I needed a healing spell -- just -- just one! And yet... Why couldn't I feel anything, anymore? The bright blue sky turned into a vision straight out of a nightmare. And an odious figure appeared before my eyes.

"See? I found you, my little dove."

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malaks-perch · 1 year

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consul-valerius · 1 year

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“Are you going to just stand there and let this outfit go to waste?”

“I’m going to tear you apart with my teeth.”

Had to pause all the oc lore dumping to get out something unabashedly horny, and who better to use (hehehehe) than Lucio :’))) was thinking specifically that this is how he greets Sam whenever he comes to Vesuvia, but let’s be real, he could be spreading his legs for anyone LMAO

full nude undercut aaaand a special little pet play treat with an implied butt plug undercut :’) minors I’ll take ya fucking knees if you interact.

If anyone tags this as gender bending I’ll fucking bite

This is the first full body, not joke post Lucio I’ve drawn ?.?? He’s so. Shaped. And I don’t think I really nailed some of the stuff I wanted to, but this was fun and I should draw more lewds of him in the future lmao I also refuse to draw him without his red eyes, they’re peak character design and idc idc he doesn’t have the plague, he’s just high LMFAOOO

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to-the-stars8 · 2 years

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The Lamentation of the Apprentice

Summary: Before the plague, Vesuvia was vibrant. People smiled more and the city was always filled with music, despite the tyrant Count Lucio tearing away at every aspect of civilian life. It was also where Asra met MC, as awkward and embarrassing as their first encounter was, they formed a connection that not even spells could break. Unfortunately, when the plague starts to spread fast, Asra is determined to run while MC is determined to find the cause of the sudden curse that fell upon their home. With the hope for Vesuvia vanishing, the two make choices that neither of them would forget.

Pairings; Past-Female Apprentice x Asra A/N: Hi! Thanks for reading my first ever Tumblr fanfiction post, and please forgive any mistakes! I'm still learning lol. You can also find the story on AO3! Love ya!

Chapter 1

Night in Vesuvia was always beautiful, it was the best time to see the city come to life. I admired how the lights from the MarketPlace and the rest of the houses all seemed to create a labyrinth of shining orbs that continued to rise and rise. Especially the palace.

It seemed like a faraway dream right on top of that labyrinth, with its lights that glowed ever so elegantly and loud on quiet nights when parties would be held. When the palace had parties only then could I see the multitude of colored lights among them change or get brighter right from my bedroom window.

Despite the enchanting lights that made others feel welcomed and warm, I felt exposed. Like a spotlight was one. The first time I had visited, during my first year living in Vesuvia, the moment I had stepped through the gates nothing but dread filled me. My father told me it was my blessing to feel fate before experiencing it. I chose to ignore it after that.

It was nothing but a palace with pretty lights after all.

During a night out in Vesuvia, I returned home to see a magician working behind my shop. I had seen him many times before. The little white-haired magician who read tarot cards and told magnificent stories of his travels abroad. He had a booth right under my bedroom window, and every night I would peek out to see him. The booth was small, nothing but a handmade table with a pretty star-patterned fabric thrown over it. He would sit for many hours making customers smile and, in a few instances, frown with his readings. Those who had come into my shop would often speak highly of him. They did not know much other than a semblance of his name and that he was incredibly gifted with his magic when I inquired more of him. People liked him, therefore, from afar, I could admire his craftsmanship and his magic.

It had been a night of festivity for me. The Marketplace had been selling herbs from my homeland, and I, who had been missing home for quite some time, yearned to have a piece of it in my hands. As I walked home, I admired the little blue flower in the small bottle. Its' blue petals reminded me of summer with my father, when he would thread the flowers into my hair.

My eyes finally tore away from the memory, and I looked up at the stranger who did not seem at all unfamiliar. He was looking right at me as if he was waiting for me to notice him. When he noted that I was truly looking at him with all my attention he waved to me enthusiastically.

Truly, I didn't mean to follow his wordless command, but I wanted to be near him. Close up, he was beautiful. His hair was white curls that fell perfectly around his face and head, and his skin looked like it would feel like velvet. And his eyes--Gods, his eyes. They were a purple I had never seen before. They shined like stars in the candlelight and held me there as he spoke.

"Would you like me to read your cards?" His voice was smooth like silk. It was heaven to my ears.

I was so flustered that I could not find the words to say anything, instead, I opted to just nod my head. Really, I didn't want a reading, but only wanted to hear him talk more--to talk to me. He hummed in approval and started to shuffle the cards. The way he did it was fast and absentmindedly. No magician needed to think about what he was already good at.

"You should learn to shuffle better, MC. No one wants a sloppy fortune teller, it looks like bad business."

The words of my Aunt echoed in my head. This little magician was better than me at reading fortunes. Envy squeezed my heart, but, when he finally placed three cards down in front of me it vanished.

"Any particular questions you wish to know the answer to, get them out now." He said the command like he was reading a script.

"Will I fall in love?" I said quickly like I wished for no one to hear it. I didn't.

A smile crept along his face and I felt foolish. It was a childish question. Everyone must have asked him this once, if not more.

"I like it when people ask that, it keeps the feeling of love alive." He smiled down at the cards.

I yearned to hear more of his words. More of him. I was going to say something, ask him more of the statement, but he was already moving on to flipping the card over.

Justice, upright.

"You will be rewarded for your efforts."

The Magician, again, upright. I already knew the meaning, but I needed to hear him explain.

"You have made an opportunity for love," The magician paused and looked up at me through his eyelashes. "You've been yearning for it."

I almost scoffed. Never had I thought I yearned for love, though, there with him, maybe I could start. The answer was short and simple. He needed to think of it very little. Finally, he flipped over the last card and my heart leaped in my throat.

The lovers, upright. Three upright cards lead to positive outcomes. I felt like one of the many lucky customers he had. We regarded one another in silence for a moment, the magician knew what it meant and knew I knew as such. Licking his lips as he stared down at the cards, then, finally, drew his violet eyes back to me as he spoke softly.

"What's your name?"

"My name?"

He only grinned.

"MC," I glanced back down at the cards. His eyes were too intense for my young heart. "You?"

"Asra."

"Asra," I repeated.

The name felt warm-- Like a summer evening back home. The sunset would bathe the house in a warm light that gave relief from the hot day. His name felt like that dancing off my tongue. It was gorgeous and butterflies fluttered in my stomach at the sound of it. It was then I realized why so many customers spoke so highly of him.

"MC," I shivered at the way Asra said my name. He said it slowly, pronouncing each syllable. "Are you new to the city? I think I would remember your name."

"I hail from a land just south of the Sea of Persephia," I looked down at my hands which now held onto the little bottled flower tightly. "It is called Helene."

"Helene," Asra repeated. "It sounds magical."

I chuckled. "It is. It truly is. I miss it dearly."

"Vesuvia will bring great promises for you, MC. I know it. Just as I know whoever you fall in love with will be just as great."

A snort left me before a little string of laughter followed. Covering my mouth, I tried not to smile at him. "I'm sorry, that was very unbecoming of me."

Asra eyed me as he scooped up the three cards on the table. "If you think that is unbecoming then what do you think of me?"

He gestured to his clothes. They were worn and dirty, and made obvious he grew up on the streets. Still, it did not take away from his beauty.

I thinned my lips in thought, thinking playfully for too long. Asra had said something or other, but I hushed him to tell him I was thinking. Finally, the words spilled. "I think your eyes are pretty."

He must have expected something such as that by the smile on his face, though he did not say anything. It was only after a few moments of silence did I realize he was waiting for payment now, and I squabbled to grab the coins from my dress pocket. They jingled like bells as they bounced in my hands, and as I tried to put them into his hands they fell from me. The coins rang against the ground and we both kneeled to pick them up. Suddenly, I had become a blur of quick and awkward apologies. He only laughed. The sound was wondrous. It sounded like wind chimes in an ocean breeze.

"Forgive me," I said hurriedly.

Asra shook his head. "Think nothing of it. I have dealt with worse than pretty girls with slippery hands."

If I was smarter perhaps I could have met his quip with just as equal wit. When we rose Asra sent me off with a kind goodbye that seemed any stranger he met would get, and I took that as he saw me no more than another customer. I was disappointed.

We parted ways that evening, but still, I hovered over him in my window; watching. The evening was dead, but that did not stop him from performing little tricks for himself. He's testing his magic, I had thought. It impressed me more and his image grew brighter in my eyes.

He spent the last few hours entertaining himself and me, until, as he was juggling red balls with his magic, our eyes met. Asra was not phased, I, though, was horrified. I was not meant to be seen by him. Quickly, the curtain fell from my hands and I dove into my sheets in horror.

Squeezing my eyes shut, I tried to push off the embarrassment that sat hot in my chest. Gods! I had done it, I thought, I would never see the little magician again.

It almost felt certain.

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bakuliwrites · 7 months

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M6 and Jealousy

Here is another set of Arcana headcanons from my old blog! The devs talked about how they'd rank the M6 from least to most jealous in this post here, if you are curious :)

Asra is not a jealous person. He's just too laid back. If he sees you talking to someone else at a party or if a customer flirts with you in the shop, he trusts you enough to know that nothing is going to happen.

He'll get protective of you if someone is bothering you, though. If you're getting unwanted attention from someone, Asra absolutely will step in to protect you. He'll get this sharp glint in his eyes as he approaches the person. It's a little jarring at first, haha. Asra might not be intimidating in stature, but he's pretty skilled with his words. He'll overwhelm the other person with his dazzling rhetoric and cutting insults. His sassiness will deter anyone who won't leave you alone.

If you tend to get jealous, Asra might be a bit perplexed at first. He's never given you any indication that he's interested in anyone else, so he tries to reassure you that you have nothing to worry about. It's something he likes to talk through with you and try to come up with a solution about. It's never his intention to hurt you.

Nadia can get kind of jealous sometimes. Not wildly jealous, but if she sees someone flirting with you, or she thinks you're flirting with someone else, she might get upset.

When Nadia gets jealous, she tends to get distant. She might give you the cold shoulder or cast withering glares at whoever is flirting with you. But she also wants to make sure she's there for you if someone is bothering you. If someone is really getting up in your face, she'll swoop in to protect you. She is not going to tolerate someone bugging you, at all. Her commanding presence alone will drive off any unwanted attention.

If you tend to get jealous, Nadia will understand a bit more than Asra. She'll try to reason things out with you and reassure you that you have nothing to fear. People are often intimidated by her, and her cool confidence is typically enough to shut down any flirting from others. But if something does happen, she'll take you aside and privately discuss how you're feeling. She's good about checking in with you.

Julian, much like Asra, does not get jealous easily. On the rare occasion that he does, he might pout and wallow for a little bit, but he'll perk back up when he realizes he's got nothing to fear.

Again, much like Asra, Julian will throw-down for you if someone isn't leaving you alone. He's not above starting (and finishing) a tavern brawl for his beloved. He'll throw punches and hurl creative insults at whoever is bugging you. Even in the midst of a fight, he's pretty light hearted about it. But he takes protecting you very seriously and you can be settled in the fact that he'll always be there for you.

If you tend to be jealous, Julian might feel uncomfortable. On the one hand, he might think it's kind of cute at first, but if you are really upset, he'll be at a loss. He doesn't ever want to hurt your feelings. He's just a naturally flirty person (the man would flirt with a wall if there was no one else around to talk to). He'd try to reassure you that you're the only one for him, but I think it would be hard for him to turn down his natural charm.

Portia is the most jealous of the bunch (something the devs mentioned, I think). She isn't going to tolerate someone flirting with you or you flirting with someone else.

Portia isn't toxic about it by any means. She just gets really hurt when she sees your attention is being monopolized by somebody else. She starts to feel a bit insecure about her place in your life and will wonder if maybe she's not good enough. She'll start to shut down and fold in on herself. But as long as you reassure her and give her lots of hugs and kisses and talk things through, Portia will ultimately be okay. She doesn't have anything to fear from you and you want to make sure she knows that.

If you tend to get jealous, Portia will absolutely understand, since she feels that way as well. She'll try to do the same for you that you do for her: hugs, kisses, reassurances, and talking things out. She'll never intentionally flirt with anyone and if someone is flirting with her, she tries to shut it down pretty quickly.

Muriel is pretty middle of the road when it comes to jealousy. I think he doesn't get jealous too terribly often, but when he does, it really confuses him. He doesn't quite know how to process that emotion at first.

If he sees you getting attention from someone else, or you start showing attention to someone else, he gets this gnawing, weird feeling in the pit of his stomach. He can't comprehend what it is at first. All he knows is that he is less than appreciative of the stranger who is taking up all your time. I think it would bring up feelings of insecurity and feeling like he's "not worthy" somehow. But you are quick to reassure him and remind him how important he is to you. He will also wander over towards you and stand protectively by you if he thinks you're being bothered. He's a big guy, so anyone bugging you will immediately be scared off.

If you tend to be jealous, Muriel doesn't really know what to do. He doesn't understand why you're jealous at first, and then when he realizes, he's at somewhat of a loss as to what to say. He will try his absolute best to reassure you and make sure you know that you have no reason to worry. He might be a little awkward about it at first, but he really wants you to know that he cares for you so much and you have nothing to fear.

OhmyGod, Lucio and jealousy just go hand-in-hand. He is jealous all the time and does not like it when others flirt with you/you flirt with others.

But at the same time, some part of him kind of enjoys it. I think he mostly just likes being the one to fend off anyone flirting with you and making everyone aware that you're his. He'll be livid at first when he sees someone trying to get close to you, but then laugh at the face they make when he sidles up to you and throws his arm around you. Lucio shoots piercing glares at whoever it is and tells them to beat it. He likes seeing you get flustered about the whole situation, too.

This man will purposefully try to vex you. If you get jealous, he will make sure that you get really jealous. He enjoys watching you get upset when he's flirting with someone. He never takes it too far, though. And if you're really, really upset, he'll try his best to calm you down, apologize, and reassure you that you have nothing to truly worry about. He's not the best when it comes to emotional discussions, but he also doesn't want to lose you.

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