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biggest-simp-eversposts · 9 months

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Made of Ivory and Gold

Lucio x Reader

1.2k words

Part 1 —> Part 2 —> Part 3

Summary: You let your insecurities get the best of you, causing problems in you and Lucio’s relationship… Or Lucio is stupid, but you are stupider.

AN: Heyyy pookie bears😚😚 I’m here with food for you🤭 specifically the Arcana fandom because we are literally dying but I still love it. Yes, I did write this because I redownloaded the game after two years of not playing it💀 hope y’all enjoy it🫡💖💖💖 (Also I didn’t realize Lucio was a Capricorn till after writing the first chapter (December-January) so I made the ball a New Year’s Eve ball but that would also that is probably around his birthday and he would have the masquerade😭😭😭 just don’t think about it)

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It had been 6 months since you and all your friends successfully bound the devil and stopped his evil from spreading. You and Lucio had been enjoying life to the fullest and adventuring full time ever since. As it was getting closer to the new year though, it seemed you and Lucio deserved a break from adventuring, a time to go home and visit all your friends. It so happened that Nadia was hosting a party to celebrate the new year, you knew Lucio could never pass up a party.

As soon as you two entered back onto the streets of Vesuvia you could feel the breeze change, the scent of pumpkin bread wafting through the air, a wide grin stretched across your face. You turned to Lucio who matched your expression.

“It's good to be home,” you whisper to him, leaning your forehead to his.

“It is indeed,” he grabs your hand tightly and interlocks your fingers. The two of you make your way through the streets you know well. Not much has changed since you two had left the city. Something that definitely hadn't changed was the stares, at Lucio of course. As you walked past shops and stalls people would turn and ogle at him, mouths slightly agape. How could they not, he was the (ex) count of Vesuvia, restored to his full glory after dying of the plague, plus he helped save the city. Sometimes they got to you though, you were always next to him, so it was inevitable that people would look at you as well. You wish you knew what they thought of you, as immature as it sounds. You didn’t think you were nearly as attractive as Lucio, as strong, as powerful, as confident, as charismatic, so what didn’t people think when they looked at you with him. Lucio speaks, pulling you out of your thoughts.

“We’re here” he says softly to you, noticing how distracted you seemed.

You both now stand outside Asra’s magic shop. You step inside and a familiar feeling washes over you, warmth and magic in one.

“Just a second,” Asra yells from the back of the shop. They rush to see who has entered the shop.

“Y/N, your home!” Asra brings you into a tight hug, you wrap your hands around their back and bury your face in his neck. “We missed you,” he mumbles into the hug. Before you can ask who “we” is, Faust shimmies her way from inside Asra’s scarf.

“Oh Faust, how I missed you!” you say as the snake slithers up your arm, releasing Arsa from your embrace. As you play with the little snake, Lucio and Asra make tense eye contact, nodding at each other. A silent deal to not cause problems for your sake. After you had chatted with Asra for a minute, a royal carriage pulled up in front of the shop.

“That’s us,” says Lucio, grabbing your things to put in the carriage. As he steps out, you and Asra share one last hug before waving goodbye and stepping out the door. You hop into the carriage with Lucio and make your way to the palace. You gaze wistfully out the window as the carriage takes you to the palace. Lucio could tell something was off about your mood since you had gotten there.

“Darling,” he puts his human hand on your shoulder. “Is something wrong?” you turn your face from the window and look at him.

“It's just a bit strange to be home after being gone for 4 months, that's all,” you have a soft smile on your face as you tell him. You turn your body and lay your head on this shoulder, closing your eyes. You feel him put this arm around you and lay his head against your own. He rubs his hand up and down your arm.

“So,” he lifts his head a bit. “Are you excited for the ball,” You could hear the excitement in this voice, but in all honesty, you could care less about the ball. Big functions like balls and parties were never really your thing, surprising you ended up with Mr. Party Animal.

“Mmm, I'm more excited to see Nadia,” Lucio scoffs at your answer.

“Noddy is great… but not better than a party,” you giggle at his reply.

“I bet she picked out great outfits for us though,” you say, Lucio hums.

“Her taste is not bad… not as good as mine though, right?” He shifts to look you in your eyes, you stare back at him.

“No one could beat your taste Lucio,” You lean in and give him a soft kiss on the lips. Before you can pull back though, Lucio grabs the front of your shirt and pulls you closer, deepening the kiss. He pulls back to where your lips still brush.

“You clever thing, I see what you did there,” he calls you out with a smirk.

“Whatever do you mean, my count,” you fain innocents, a devious smile takes over your face before Lucio pulls you back in for a feverish kiss. He pulls you closer and into his lap, his lips leave yours and trail along your jaw. But before anything else can happen, the carriage stops outside the palace and the door opens. You and Lucio get out, your face still hot from what had just conspired in the carriage.

Lucio and you are led up to Nadia’s private balcony. She greets you with a tight hug, and Lucio with a tight lipped smile and curt nod. She urged you to stay with her and have tea.

“So, how has the road been,” she asks, bringing her cup to her lips. You tell her what you have been up to, Lucio interrupts every other word to say how cool you two are. After an hour or so of catching up with Nadia, and learning about her developing relationship with Portia, she has to return to her work. You and Lucio find your way to the guest room the two of you will be living in for the next month. You walk in and flop face first onto the bed. You hear Lucio laughing behind you.

“Tired already, my gem?” Lucio sits next to you on the bed, you turn your head to look at him.

“As much as l love our adventures, 4 months of non-stop traveling makes me tired,” You grumble out, Lucio laughs again.

“I’m excited to relax as well, but not as excited as I am to party,” he says, standing up and walking over to the closet. Your eyes follow him. “It's been 6 months since I last went to a party, and we didn't even get to enjoy our time at the masquerade,” he opens the closet, inside hanging two outfits picked out for the both of you.

“I guess it is hard to have fun when the devil is trying to destroy the world,” you stand up and go over to the closet with him. You take out yours and Lucios outfits, laying them on the bed.

“Yours could use more gold… besides that, these are perfect!” Lucio says, clapping his hands together. Your outfit is a midnight blue floor length dress. It simmered like nothing you had seen before and had a mighty slit up the side. Lucios was a gold and white suit decked with gold gems, accompanied with a long gold cape.

“These are beautiful Lucio… I told you Nadia had good taste,” you say before leaning over and wrapping him in a hug. He retired the hug, resting his chin atop your head.

The ball was only 3 days away now, and you couldn't say you weren't nervous.

#the arcana #the arcana lucio #count lucio #lucio the arcana #lucio morgasson #lucio x apprentice #lucio x reader #lucio x mc

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platonic-qpr-selfshipping · 5 months

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When teasing goes a bit too far [pt.1]

Characters: Asra (he/they, The Arcana), N (they/them, S/I)

Selfship: Asra and N (queerplatonic)

Words: 1.3k

Summary: Asra's and N's last visit to the marketplace leads them to an unexpected situation, and N's reaction to it cannot leave his mind.

Notes: I feel like the first part is a bit messy but oh well. I never know what to expect of my own writing in a language that isn't spanish XD

pt.1 | pt.2 | pt.3 | pt.4 | Letter 1 | Letter 2 | Epilogue

It had been a silly comment, really. It all had started in one of their visits to the marketplace, in one of those rare moments that they got separated and both Asra and N went their own ways. It had been a silly situation, really.

It didn't matter to N that they could not find the deck they were looking for: they had gotten some pumpkin bread for sale and sharing that with Asra was enough to make them walk to their meeting point with a smile. They were skipping as they walked, happy for the tasty treasure they had found, until the view of Asra made them slow down. The marketplace was crowded that morning and maybe N couldn't see well with all those people between them, but they could swear they had just caught a glimpse of an annoyed look in Asra's eyes. As if a sixth sense dictated it, N adopted a serious look as they made their way through the crowd.

Only noise got to their ears. Although they couldn't hear any of the banter between the stranger and their partner, Asra's expression spoke a thousand words to them. He wasn't comfortable there, and N would not allow that to go on.

When Asra tried to end the conversation and escape, the stranger pulled from his cape and made them let out a groan of frustration. N saw it as the sign to quickly get in. Bread in one arm and the other prepared to go around Asra's shoulders, they smoothly got in the conversation with the mission of fleeing.

"No, as I said...", Asra's words were interrupted by N barging in.

"Well, hello," N stared at the other person as they clinged to Asra. The stranger was quite slim and carried a bag that looked way bigger than them. What kind of suspicious merchant could that be, now...? "Is my husband bothering you in any way?"

The question left their mouth with a smile. Asra blinked twice, and then held their partner a bit tighter. His gaze went back to the merchant with a confidence boost, sly eyes prepared for whatever comeback N was plotting.

"Yes, actually," they answered with a stubborn tone. "Your husband hasn't paid for the potion recipe he's got from me, so perhaps you're a more responsible partner and will pay me what he owes?"

"Oh, dear," N turned to Asra as they spoke, faces close to each other because of their side hug. "Is that true?"

"You know I would never do that, my love," they smiled back, happily going along with N’s actions and slipping his hand over their waist. "This merchant here just shared part of a recipe when I didn't even ask about it, and now they are trying to charge me for it."

N stared at Asra for a bit longer before turning to the merchant again. "Looks like we don't owe anything here. I'm sure Asra The Magician knows better than stealing someone's potion recipes in such a simple marketplace." And as soon as their words came to an end, they quickly turned to run away, arms still around their partner to not let him go until they were somewhere safe. Their confident facade had fallen down already, panicked eyes checking behind them to make sure they weren't being followed. Yet Asra was having fun. The meeting had been an annoyance, sure, but N's presence always managed to make things better. And their words. Their words. The memory of N calling them husband threatened to not leave their mind.

They smiled to himself. N looked too nervous to be teased about it at the moment, but they wouldn't be able to escape from him in such a successful way as their current plan had gone. He held them closer and quickened their pace. Whatever it took to make them feel safe.

"Pumpkin bread never disappoints," Asra sighed as they lied down in bed. Curtains were open and the moon's light caressed his features. After N finished changing into their pyjamas, they sat down by the other side of the bed, and now what covered him was his partner's shadow by the moonlight.

"I knew I could make you smile with that one," they softly answered, the atmosphere making them sleepy. So they shifted on the bed, getting comfortable as they supported one hand by the other side of Asra's body. He couldn't help but stare at the way their pink hair made its way down their neck. So softly, so welcoming— turning N into the beautiful view they had always loved to admire.

It was so easy for them to make him smile. Asra gave up counting how many times they felt lucky to have them nearby long ago. And, just today, N had happened to make his heart flutter in a new and so pleasant way. They smiled wider.

"What is it?," N chuckled, noticing how they smiled to himself.

"You look as bright and stunning as the sun from down here." Their praise succeeded at making them laugh, and they bended down to look at him a bit closer.

"Well, I can only see stars shining in your eyes from up here."

"That's just the reflection of your light, trust me."

N nudged him, laughing again. The combination of the teasing tone of their chatting and the soft sheets was so, so comfortable that he was also getting a bit sleepy. Still, his eyes wanted to linger on their features, drawing them in their mind and wishing to soon hear their voice right by his side. Truth be told: they wanted to hear that again.

"How was it that you called me today at the marketplace...?" he teased, squinting his eyes to act as if they didn't remember. "When you appeared like a true hero and saved me from an inevitable scam?"

"Oh," N took a moment to realise what he was referring to, and their expression showed pure surprise. "Sorry for that, I wasn't sure of what was going on so I just blurted it out in kind of an impulse. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

"Don't worry, you did not." Asra held their hand in reassurance. "I was just teasing. I must confess it made me smile, being called like that," he mentioned as he cuddled their cheek in N's hand.

"Called like what?" The rhetorical question drew a smile on both faces.

"Your husband."

The words came out in a whisper, so close to N's hand that they could have sworn to have felt them within their body. For a moment, words stopped flowing in their head. How to answer something you don't know if it's still a joke?

"Asra Alnazar," they called, and how they loved to say his name out loud. "Are you insinuating you wouldn't mind being my spouse?"

"No, I'm straight up admitting it."

"You—", they chuckled and bent down to kiss their forehead, also as a way to hide their blush. Asra held their hand a bit tighter. He could feel his own heartbeat going faster and feared for N to notice it, too. "You still feel playful at these hours, huh? What would I do with a spouse like you...?"

"Come on, you know I can take care of you. I've shown you many times," he spoke, then kissed their knuckles and stared at them for a moment. "Wait, where's your ring, my spouse?"

"I don't know, you tell me. Where is it, dear?"

A moment of silence, as Asra failed to figure out an answer. So they chuckled, still not letting go of N's hand, and kissed it again.

"Okay, you got me there. Will you come here and cuddle now?"

"If my husband wants so," they answered, grinning over their victory.

"Yes, I very much do."

Asra covered his eyes with their free hand, the back of it experiencing the warmth of their face increasing. It felt surreal— the power of a word, of N's voice. Meanwhile, their partner cuddled over his shoulder. They had the cute smile of someone who had just won a teasing fight, as well as the lips that had let out words that opened his heart.

It would be all over for him if he happened to end up dreaming about it.

#f/o community #self ship community #self shipping #self ship #f/o #selfship #queerplatonic f/o #words from me to you #safeship #safeshipping #self insert #selfship fanfic #selfshipping fanfiction

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totally-not-here-for-the-smut · 7 months

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I'm aware this might be a mindfuck but

The Arcana's M6 children!

Nadia x Julian

Smartest little jerk EVER. Understands advanced algebra before they're 10, spends most of the day running around the city. Will climb on top of a chandelier and won't come down until you beat them at an ancient greek quote battle.

Portia x Lucio

The face of an angel, the demeanor of a devil. Raises and trains his own army of animals & critters. Will ask kindly for a flower from your tree and will send his army of creatures to destroy your garden if you deny it. Hoards shiny things in the craziest places. Will definitely run from home to became a pirate king/queen before they're 16.

Asra x Muriel

Quiet kid. Will sit on the back of the class daydreaming or talking to the little bugs that flew into the room. Some kids bullied them, and one day the bullies were found misteriously tied together by vines in front of the school. Will became some forest-ascetic who will break their fast only for pumpkin bread.

#the arcana #the arcana game #nadia satrinava #nadia the arcana #asra the magician #julian devorak #arcana #lucio morgasson #portia devorak #julian the arcana #muriel arcana #muriel of the khokuri

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chaotic-kitty · 2 years

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The Arcana Asra Domestic Headcanons!

Warnings: none

I really wanted to write some Arcana related. This is my first time writing for them though. Hope you enjoy, and sorry for any mistakes.💕

Julian’s Version | Muriel’s Version

How do they sleep? Do they snore? Steal blankets? Ect.

It doesn’t matter if he’s sleeping with you or sleeping alone, you better believe he’s sleeping in a nest made from a myriad of different pillows and blankets.

When they sleep alone, they alternate between the starfish position and the foetal position. Asra is often found hugging a pillow.

When he sleeps with you however, he’ll prefer to be cuddling with you, as close as humanly possible.

Always leaves room for Faust to cuddle/sleep.

They do do little snores occasionally. It’s so cute. They also talk in their sleep at times.

Do they prefer baths or showers?

Baths.

They don’t really like the water too much but when it comes down to it, they prefer bathing. They like the peace and tranquillity that comes from just relaxing and soaking in the hot water, letting their mind run wild and free through daydreams.

Are the clean or messy?

They’re soooo messy. Asra will literally leave his clothes all over the floor (and in books, apparently) with not a care in the world. They’ll also leave magical remnants all over the place. Not to mention how messy he gets with all those knickknacks. The shop floor of the apartment is somewhat organised and clean so the customers don’t hurt themselves. But the top floor? No matter how hard y’all try to clean and tidy up, it always looks like a bomb has gone off in there.

How frequently do they wash their hair? How long does it take?

Surprisingly he doesn’t need to wash his hair that frequently. Though when they do, it doesn’t take that long. Asra will often just try and use his magic to clean it. When they do bother to wash it by hand, they use the best most delicious smelling shampoo/conditioner. Gotta keep it fluffy.

What is their love language?

Acts of service and physical touch.

Asra is big on touch, especially when it comes to you.

With you, he is often found holding your hand while in public or with a arm on your shoulder or around your waist. In private, he’ll be cuddling up to you as much as he can as well as giving you lots of kisses. From small pecks on the cheek, to full on making out with you.

With close friends, they’re not afraid to show affection. One of the ways they do this, is by lying in the persons lap.

Favourite wind-down activity?

Asra has many. There is usually not a time where he isn’t “winding down”.

When he’s on his own, he’ll find some comfy place to lay down and daydream. Preferably outside in the sun or somewhere with LOTS of pillows.

With you, he likes to wind down by cuddling together in a darkly lit room with incense burning as you run your fingers through their hair as they recount some of their most craziest adventures. (Even better if it’s raining)

Faust loves to join in with the wind-down activities

Who cooks and who cleans?

They’re often the one who cooks unless you want to do it together. And by to it together I mean, Asra will help with the cooking but will somehow talk his way out of cleaning.

And when you do get them to clean they’re very dramatic about it. So dramatic they’d give Julian a run for his money.

The times where neither of you want to cook however, you go to the bakery for pumpkin bread!

Main reason for arguments?

Arguments between the two of you are rare but not unheard of. The main reason for arguments actually comes down to one of two things.

1. Asra being overprotective and underestimating you. They’re known to be overbearing with a lot of things. Like not thinking you’re capable enough to do a certain spell, or freaking out if your 5 minutes late. It’s often just a few small things that end up accumulating into one big thing. Unfortunately there is a lot of trauma there that hasn’t been properly dealt with, especially in regards to you. They lost you one, they’re scared it’s gonna happen again.

2. Too much time together. As much as you both love each other, and as close as you are, there is such a thing as spending too much time with someone. If you don’t take proper healthy breaks from each other every now and again, you’ll get to a point where you end up stepping on each other’s toes and getting generally irritated by one another.

#the arcana #the arcana game #the arcana headcanons #the arcana hc #the arcana asra #the arcana fanfic #fanfic #fanfic writer

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saemi-the-writer · 9 months

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The Arcana Heart Hunter - Niamh

Finally finished this after 1-2 years!! xD Thanks to @pharry for her support and bearing with me! Hope you'll like it!

Interactions under the cut!

The Shop: (smiling) “Hi there, MC! Is there something Asra and I can help you with?”

Forest: (pleased) “MC! Look at all this! Today’s picking has been great!”

Forest (night): (impressed) “Wow, can you see this? It’s beautiful!”

Cave: (pensive, in travel clothes) “Strange, I feel a bit nostalgic here…”

Cave (night): (worried, in travel clothes) “I want to go deeper but I’m a bit afraid… can I hold your hand, please?”

Docks: (smiling) “I like walking along the water, bare feet in the sand. Would you like to join me?”

Town Square: (playful) “It’s crowdy, as usual. Want to take a shortcut?”

Community Theatre: (laughing) “That was fantastic! Let’s watch the next performance together!”

Coliseum: (sad) “…I can still feel the bloodlust emanating from here. It’s awful.”

Red Market: (curious) “There are many interesting artefacts or ingredients. Should I take the risk to buy some?”

The Rowdy Raven: (playful) “Come on MC! Let’s show them a real dance!”

Market: (laughing) “There are so many things I want to show you, but first things first! Let me buy you a pumpkin bread!”

Flooded District: (pensive) “I’ve made pair of shoes that alleviate the weight when you wear them and added another spell so one could walk on the water. Should we try them here?”

Fields: (playful, in travel clothes) “Let’s ride to the sunset! I’ll race you!”

South End: (serious) “This is not very safe… but don’t worry, I won’t let anyone harm you!”

The Lazaret: (shocked) “…it’s calling me?…”

Mazelinka’s House: (smiling) “Look at this huge pot! I need to ask Mazelinka where she got it, it would be of use for family dinners!”

Portia’s Cottage: (pleased) “Portia is a wonderful gardener! Don’t you think her home is as cute as she is?”

Muriel’s Hut: (neutral) “I’ve brought some eels for Muriel, do you think he will allow me to cook them for him?”

Asra’s Sanctuary: (pleased) “Make yourself home! I’m on to prepare the meal.”

The Palace: (smiling, in formal clothing) “Prakran clothing look amazing on you, MC! We should find a gift for Nadia to thank her!”

Palace Gardens: (grinning) “What shall we do? Relax or parkour? Your pick!”

Lucio’s Wing: (frowning) “This place is haunted for sure… and so filthy!! Why hasn’t anyone cleaned it up?”

Interactions

The Shop

Niamh (frowning): You know, usually people use a door to come in and go out of a shop.

Julian (embarrassed): Uh, well, I am not like most people?

Asra (teasing): Niamh~ Look what I brought just for you!

Niamh (laughing): Oh no! Where are we going to store all of them?

Niamh: (grinning) Hey, Portia! Ready for your alchemy lesson?

Portia: (winking) Sure am!

Nadia (smiling): The potion I bought last time did wonders! May I order some more, please?

Niamh (pleased): I am glad to hear it. Give me a minute and I will bring you that.

Niamh (smiling): Here Muriel, to thank you for all the protective charms you made for me and Réa!

Muriel (blushing): Oh, you didn’t have to……… thanks.

Lucio (pouting): How come I can never touch or reach anything that is on the shelves?! Every time, I feel my hand being repelled!

Niamh (teasing): Of course, we put a security spell on them. To prevent theft but also to protect us from the clumsiness of customers too curious for their own good.

Niamh (grinning): Hey there, Réa! Here, I packed up your lunch for today!

Réamann (grinning):Thanks Niamhy! I see you even made a little box for Ceres!

Erwin (smiling): Glad to see your business is thriving, Hummingbird.

Niamh (happy): We had another busy day indeed! Would you like some tea?

Forest

Niamh (pleased): I found plenty of blackberries for my little fox!

Asra (blushing, smiling): Could you make a pie with them, please?

Niamh (neutral): Shouldn’t you be used to this? I mean, you were a mercenary, weren’t you?

Lucio (frowning): The fact that I’m used to it doesn’t mean I have to like it, Niamh!

Niamh (pleased): There are so many yarrows here!

Muriel (wry smile): They attract hummingbirds, indeed.

Portia (smiling): Ilya and I often played pretend. We were children lost in the woods, trying to escape some Evil Witch.

Niamh (smiling): It sounds like you two had a lot of fun! Can you tell me more, please?

Nadia (worried): That song is quite haunting… or are you trying to cast a spell?

Niamh (confused): Haunting, really? This is the first song I’ve remembered without having a headache.

Julian (surprised): There are a lot of normal – I mean standard ingredients in your basket. Are there for cooking, then?

Niamh (smiling): For both cooking and magic. You know, not all ingredients for magic is necessarily fancy or “weird”.

Réamann (curious): Ceres keeps running after a black wolf lately. It’s weird, but I kinda think she has a crush on this wolf??

Niamh (mischievous): Like magician, like familiar!

Erwin (neutral): Did you find everything you needed?

Niamh (smiling): I did. Thanks for coming with me!

Forest (night)

Niamh: (beaming) Look! The flowers are reacting to your magic!! Bravo Portia!

Portia: (shocked) R-really? I did it?

Lucio (saddened): No matter how hard I tried, it was never good enough! Maybe I really have no skills in magic…

Niamh (small smile): The fact that you’re seeing the magic proves it wrong. And it’s never too late to learn, you certainly need another method to do so!

Asra (smiling, blushing): My makeshift wrapping isn’t much, but I know these flowers are your favourite.

Niamh (blushing, surprised): It’s perfect as it is. Thank you Asra!

Niamh (raised eyebrow): “Sometimes”? You chose to live in the forest although you can’t appreciate its beauty?

Muriel (grumpy): I live here because I want to be left alone.

Niamh (smiling): Do you hear this music? Réamann must be near!

Julian (relieved): Ah, good! Now I’ll have the two twins to guide me through this witchcraft!

Nadia (smiling): How beautiful. No wonder your brother loves to spend time here!

Niamh (smiling): He also loves to spend time in the palace’s garden. Thanks for allowing him to!

Niamh (smiling): Would you play and sing “Tir Na Nog” with me? Pleeeeease?

Réamann (grinning, holding his Crwth): Again? Just kiddin’! Of course!

Niamh (smiling): It’s a really pretty poem! Do you know more like this?

Erwin (blushing): …*grumbles*

Cave

Niamh (neutral): These flowers are called “vampire roses”, they are very rare. Most of times, they are brewed for specific potions.

Lucio (smirking): Isn’t there any way to cultivate them instead?

Niamh (blushing): Sorry, I am rambling aren’t I? It’s just that these are so rare magical flora in there…

Nadia (smiling): There is no need to feel ashamed, Niamh. I love listening to your explanations.

Faust: Splash!

Niamh (grinning): Are you inviting me to go for a swim?

Niamh (shy smile, blushing): The cave is not the only one to hold many secrets. I hope my mysterious fox will share them with me someday.

Asra (blushing, avoiding her eyes): In the story, the Little Princess needed to have patience and perseverance before she managed to tame the Fox. Let’s hope it will be the same for you.

Portia (excited): There are so many great stuff to collect here! Maybe there’s a hidden treasure in there too!

Niamh (laughing): It is possible! But then, we must be careful about eventual traps on the way!

Niamh (surprised): Nice plunge, Julian! But give me a heads-up next time, you scared me for a moment!

Julian (embarrassed): Um, yeah sure, it was totally on purpose! Sorry for worrying you!

Niamh (frowning): I’d rather explore alone than have you grudgingly following me!

Muriel (surprised): Er- I...

Niamh (relaxed): It’s nice and quiet here.

Réamann (smiling): True. Perfect place to meditate!

Niamh (fascinated): These lily pads are huge! Do you think they could bear our weight?

Erwin (serious): Only one way to find out. I’ll go first.

Cave (night)

Niamh (sad): Do you hate me because of something I did to you in the past? I’m sorry, even if I can’t remember.

Muriel (gloom): I… I don’t hate you, really. It’s… complicated.

Niamh (focused): There is something hidden there, in these writings. I am sure of it!

Nadia (concerned): Careful not to push yourself, Niamh. It is a long way back to get help.

Portia (surprised): Hey, when you look at it from there, it looks like a huge dragon and a huge phoenix facing each other!

Niamh (mesmerized): !!

Lucio (serious): I’ve seen some of these symbols! Right before the flames… And then…

Niamh (mesmerized): …a familiar face. A voice!

Julian (attentive): You seem disturbed, Niamh. Come with me, we better leave.

Niamh (focused): I’m not sure what… But I’ve been here before, I’m sure of it!

Asra (concerned): Hold my hand, Niamh. Everything will be fine.

Niamh (confused): What was- I’m sure it was a memory! But I can’t tell of what!

Faust: Shiny! Like Niamh!

Niamh (blushing, happy): Oh, Faust! You’re so sweet!

Réamann (mischievous): Ceres says the snail is down the pool.

Niamh (smirk): Then by all means, dive in first!

Erwin (concerned): Be careful, Niamh!

Niamh (smiling, drenched): The water is so clear and refreshing! Come on, swim with me!

Docks

Niamh: (mischievous) There is an elixir I sell back in shop that is called “Mermaid’s voice”. And the name is very fitting for its effect.

Portia: (mischievous) Very interesting! Shall we try it here?

Niamh (smiling): I don’t think the life of a pirate is for me, but I wouldn’t say no to traveling around the world!

Julian (smiling): If I can, I would love to show you around some places.

Niamh (eyes closed, serene): *hums softly*

Muriel (neutral): …

Niamh (embarrassed smile, drenched): Well, it could have been worse?

Lucio (laughing, drenched): Not bad for a first time! But next time, I’ll keep steering the boat!

Nadia (smiling): Thank you for this lovely promenade. I had very good time.

Niamh (smiling): Likewise, Nadia.

Faust: Home?

Niamh (confused): You want to go home, Faust?

Asra (saddened, singing): “Over waves and deep in the Blue, I will give up my heart for you. Ten long years I’ll wait to go by. My love will never die.”

Niamh (emotional): You’ve already found the key to my heart.

Niamh (surprised): Oh, I recognize this song! Asra sang it to me several times!

Réamann (upset): Did he.

Erwin (smiling): Would you like a boat ride?

Niamh (excited): I would love to!!

Town square

Niamh (surprised): Why are people looking at us like that?

Asra (laughing): Not everyone “whistle” like you do, sweetie!

Julian (surprised): Hey!! I almost lost you in the crowd! Don’t slip away like that!

Niamh (embarrassed): Sorry! I thought you were right behind me!

Portia (smiling): Hi Niamh! Need a ride to the Palace or somewhere?

Niamh (smiling): I’d like to make a stop at the floating market, would you mind?

Lucio (smiling): Oh, so that’s the shortcut you used to slip away back then?

Niamh (surprised): “Back then”?...

Nadia (smiling): See? Keep this graceful and powerful walk and repeat yourself that like a mantra and people will naturally move politely off the way.

Niamh (blushing, unsure): I’ll try to remember that.

Muriel (unsure): Would the Temple even let me in if I wanted to go inside?

Niamh (serious): They should. It is a place where everyone should be allowed in!

Niamh (smiling): I am heading towards the Temple district, would you like me to do an offering for you?

Erwin (smiling): Hmm, if you have a prayer spared for me, it would be enough. Thanks.

Réamann (smiling): Hey, Niamh! Do you have some spare time?

Niamh (grinning): Do you need me to sing along or play a role?

Community theatre

Niamh (laughing): Julian fainted wonderfully on stage! I wish I could swoon like that!

Asra (flirting, blushing): Is that a challenge? Or maybe you’re more leaning on the catching side~?

Nadia (laughing): I-I need to catch my breath! This was a masterful piece of art!

Niamh (laughing): Réa and Julian almost killed us in there!

Niamh: (mischievous) Réa told me there was a part where a person in the audience is invited on stage.

Portia: (mischievous) Oho? It would be fun if two were to invite themselves in, don’t you think?

Julian (touched): Thanks for all of your support, Niamh!

Niamh (grinning): Don’t mention it, you were amazing!

Muriel (wary): You’re not going to push me towards the stage, do you?...

Niamh (smiling): Of course not! Let’s just watch and enjoy the show from here!

Niamh (smiling): So? Did I pick the right play?

Lucio (laughing): Oh yes! Say, what was its title again?

Niamh (smiling): Are you helping with the staging tonight or-?

Réamann (relaxed): Nah. Just coming as a spectator tonight!

Erwin (laughing): This was completely crazy! I loved it!

Niamh (laughing): They really nailed it for that scene! It was hilarious!

Coliseum

Niamh (neutral): This structure is at least 600 years old and the violent games were already a thing back then, it’s Vesuvian culture and history. If anything, Lucio had brought back an old tradition.

Nadia (concerned): I am ashamed to admit that I was not aware of such an important point. I was told about it like Lucio had invented the games…

Niamh (serious, holding a book): No wonder we can still feel the bloodlust! It says Count Kaeso, who built the place, used to make human torches as the opening of the games!

Asra (pale, horrified): Ehm, would you mind leaving and speaking about something less morbid?

Niamh (concerned): Come with me, I’ll treat you at my house.

Muriel (sad): …can you cook me some eels?

Portia (curious): Guess you can’t remember the games. Do you think it might become a thing again?

Niamh (neutral): I can’t. Well, it depends on a lot of things. I wouldn’t mind changing the traditions and have less bloody entertainment though.

Niamh (pensive): Fights that are just for show? I didn’t know this could be a thing!

Julian (smiling): It is in Jeodreovar! No one gets hurt, it’s a clean competition where the winner is the most skilled.

Lucio (pouting): What? Don’t tell me you’re going to feel sorry for a bunch of rapists and paedophiles?!

Niamh (ill-at-ease): No, but you can’t expect me to cheer when you say “The only time I participated in the games, I slaughtered everyone in less than 5 minutes” !

Niamh (neutral): So… what happened exactly in there?

Erwin (neutral): You might want to sit, it is a long story.

Niamh (shocked): I went to watch the games? Really?!

Réamann (ill-at-ease): Only twice, and for very specific reasons I’m not sure I can tell you. Don’t worry about that.

Red market

Niamh (furious): Love potions?! How dare they! There’ll be hell to pay!!

Lucio (shocked): Uh, Niamh? Wait, at least let me help ransacking it!

Julian (smirking): You could whistle as a signal, then we go for it!

Niamh (embarrassed): Whistle? Maybe we should find something else, because my whistle is (ahem) too distinctive!

Niamh (smiling): Mi- Dear, look at this tiara! Not only would it suit you, but it is also a powerful magical weapon!

Nadia (surprised): Is it? I shall buy it then! Is there anything you would like from this booth too?

Niamh (intrigued): This mask is fascinating me. I don’t know why, but it also looks familiar! Does it remind you of anything, sugar?

Asra (awkward): Well, it looks like Chimaera’s mask. They used to be wanted by some noble houses, but they were considered a hero for many, especially after revealing a human trafficking.

Niamh (curious): Why are those ingredients easier to find here? Like they’re some kind of highly dangerous or illegal substances?

Muriel (neutral): …I’m not sure I am the one you should ask that.

Niamh (focused): I must… resist… temptation!!

Portia (teasing): Oh, well I don’t have to! How much for it?

Niamh (surprised): This mask…! Oh Réa, you shouldn’t have!

Réamann (smiling, Ceres on his shoulder): Allow me to spoil you a little, Niamhy. I don’t have many occasions to do so.

Niamh (serious): If you wear this ring, your shadow will disappear. It would be good to combine it with your cloaking ring!

Erwin (interested): Interesting. I’ll see if I can negotiate for it.

The Rowdy Raven

Niamh (exalted): This was so much fun! Let’s stay for another dance!

Julian (laughing): Of course. But first, we must quench our thirst!

Nadia (laughing): You were amazing, Niamh! You and Réa definitely need to put on a show together at the Masquerade!

Niamh (winking): I’ll think about it. Now, join me for next round, Nadia!

Lucio (smirking): What is it, Hummingbird, are you afraid of dancing?

Niamh (grinning): The real question is: can you keep up with me, Goldilocks?

Niamh (singing): “Come; Taste the wine; Race the blind; They will guide you from the light; Writing noughts 'til the end of time~!”

Muriel (sulking): What am I even doing here…

Asra (smiling, blushing): You sure love to make me twirl, my sweet~!

Niamh (seductive smile): Hope your head isn’t spinning too much already, sugar, because this hummingbird is planning on “dancing” all night long.

Portia (laughing): Can’t hold your liquor, can you?

Niamh (blushing): I feel like I’m floating already!

Réamann (menacing): I didn’t like how he was looking at you. If he ever comes near again, I’ll knock him out!

Niamh (raising an eyebrow): What if this guy was just the waiter?...

Erwin (smirk, in disguise): May I help you down?

Niamh (teasing): Catch me, then! On three!

Market

Nadia (smiling): I am glad you are willing to try spices from Prakra! And I am sure you will love this tea!

Niamh (embarrassed): Thank you very much for the gifts, Nadia. (This tea costs a fortune!!)

Portia (shocked): Uh, you put everything in your bag? After breaking loose like you did in the shops?! How did you fit all of it inside??

Niamh (winking): A good magician never reveals her tricks!

Julian (grinning): You should try these donuts! My treat, to thank you for the bread!

Niamh (grinning): Thanks a bunch, they are delicious! I must find the recipe!

Lucio (confused): Are you sure you wanted all that junk? I could buy you better, more expensive things…

Niamh (grinning): Just watch me, I’m going to use this “junk” like you said and create wonderful things with them!

Muriel (sighing): Niamh, you have plenty of these already. Don’t buy more.

Niamh (blushing): B-but they are so pretty!!

Asra (smiling): Sharing a pumpkin bread with you is a small pleasure in my life that I will forever cherish.

Niamh (blushing, smiling): So do I. Welcome back, Asra.

Réamann (smiling): Here are the blooms I talked to you about, I picked some of them for you.

Niamh (smiling): Thanks a bunch, Deer! I will make enchanted necklaces with them!

Niamh (smiling): I’ve brought you some tea! It smells wonderful, don’t you think?

Erwin (smiling): It does. Thank you, it’s just what I needed.

Flooded district

Muriel (unsure): Walking on the water?! Are you sure about it??

Niamh (smiling): You could walk on thin ice without breaking it with these shoes! Come on!

Julian (unsure): Not that I question your magic but… What if it doesn’t work?!

Niamh (grinning): We fall in the water and might have itching for a week. Nothing too bad!

Portia (grinning): Steering a gondola is easier than I thought! Onwards!

Niamh (grinning): You’re doing great, Portia!

Niamh (neutral): The Aqueduct was already there for that, maybe that’s why we had this major flood.

Nadia (shameful): I- I cannot believe I had not taken that into account back then. I shall look into it in good time!

Lucio (embarrassed): I wasn’t even “alive” when the flood happened! It’s not my fault!

Niamh (serious): Maybe it wasn’t, but it doesn’t mean you get to stand idly about it.

Niamh (unconvinced): I know Count Lucio has the lion’s share for the management failure, but didn’t Countess Nadia impose some Prakran structures although they would not work in Vesuvia?

Asra (awkward): Er… blame the culture clash?

Niamh (pensive): I wish I could remember how it used to be…

Faust: Headaches! Careful!

Niamh (unsure): It seemed you needed a little pick-me-up, so I brought homemade snacks and refreshing drinks for you all.

Erwin (smiling widely): Just what we needed, many thanks! Everyone, gather around!

Réamann (singing):” The water is wide, I can't cross over. And neither have I wings to fly.”

Niamh (singing): “Build me a boat that can carry two. And both shall row, my love and I.”

Fields

Julian (smiling): This has to be one of the best picnic I’ve had! Your cooking is amazing, Niamh!

Niamh (happy): Thank you Julian! And thank you again for the invitation, I really needed to get out of town today!

Portia (blushing): Don’t let go-don’t let go please!! I’m gonna fall!!

Niamh (smiling): No you won’t, I’ve got you Portia! Hang on tight on the saddle, we’re speeding up!

Lucio (grinning): Oh, you are challenging me in a horse race, little hummingbird? Alright! But I won’t go easy on you just because you’re cute!

Niamh (grinning): Not going easy on me? Well thank you, sweet Count!! On three!

Niamh (upset): I AM SO TIRED OF BEING LEFT BEHIND!! OF EVERYONE BABYING ME!! DO I LOOK SO FRAGILE?! WELL, I AM NOT! I CAN HANDLE MYSELF!!!

Nadia (shocked): Oh dear, you had such a heavy heart, my poor Niamh! GIVE HER A BREAK, ALL OF YOU, WHOEVER YOU ARE!!

Niamh (sad): Don’t leave me, Asra, please… Whenever I see you leaving, I fear you won’t ever come back.

Asra (sad): I will always come back for you, Niamh. I promise.

Muriel (surprised): Wait, Niamh! Where are you going?!

Niamh (upset): To my own business! If you’re here only because Asra or Réa asked you to “watch over me” then leave! I’m not a child anymore!!

Niamh (smiling): It’s a lovely story, did you make it up?

Réamann (nostalgic): Only partially.

Niamh (excited): It was wonderful!! Thank you for letting me ride Fûjin, she’s amazing!

Erwin (smiling): You’re a very good horsewoman too. Fûjin doesn’t let anyone ride her like that.

South End

Niamh (surprised): Faust! There you are! I was worried about you, come here!

Faust: Looking for squeeze!

Asra (laughing): Th-that was a great swing Niamh! Now come on, let’s hide at Ilya’s!

Niamh (blushing, holding a big frying pan): I-I panicked! I really didn’t mean to knock him out!

Niamh (saddened): So that’s where so many orphans have found refuge. I shall bring them some food soon.

Muriel (little smile): A homemade meal sounds nice.

Portia (winking): I know you don’t necessarily need protection, but my fists are still ready to strike for your sake!

Niamh (smiling): Thank you, Portia! I feel safe walking with you!

Niamh (neutral): I reduce these items to this size so I can either carry them easily or enlarge them to use them as weapons or tools.

Nadia (surprised): Why, what a surprise! I believed they were unusual jewelleries!

Lucio (smirking): I remember that once, Erwin was caught in an ambush over there. Ten against one. The idiots that weren’t arrested ran with at least a broken limb!

Niamh (surprised): Really? Is that why Erwin keeps using his cloaking ring around here?

Niamh (surprised, holding a huge sewing needle): Aren’t you surprised that I use such items as self-defense weapons?

Julian (grinning): Oh, dear Niamh. You have no idea what Mazelinka can do with a wooden spoon!

Réamann (smirking): Works every time! Let’s go!

Niamh (amused): What do they think they are fighting, Réa?

Niamh (curious): Is it true that you were ambushed here?

Erwin (neutral): Several times. The captain of the guards is not really welcome here.

The Lazaret

Lucio (panicked): Niamh? NIAMH?! SNAP OUT OF IT!!

Niamh (mesmerized): …Veni ad me, invenietis et renascentia tua cinerem…………………

Niamh (mesmerized): “There is nothing in this life but mist, and we are not alive but for a little short spell”…

Julian (worried): Come on, Niamh, let’s get you out of here!

Niamh (shocked): Ouch!! Why did you slap me?!

Portia (worried): Sorry!! But it seemed like you were possessed, I panicked!!

Niamh (worried): What is this voice? Why does it keep calling for me?

Muriel (serious): Don’t listen to it. We must go, now.

Asra (tearful): Don’t listen to it, Niamh! Please, let’s go home, together…

Niamh (worried): Asra?...

Niamh (mesmerized): …

Nadia (worried): Niamh? You’ve been awfully quiet for a while now. Come on, let us go somewhere else.

Réamann (panicked, tearful): Niamh? NIAMH!!! Where are you? Please, come back!!

Niamh (mesmerized): Veni ad me…

Erwin (gloom): Sorry Niamh. You may be angry at me once you wake up.

Niamh (unconscious): … renascentia tua cinerem….

Mazelinka’s house

Niamh (amazed): This soup is delicious! Do you think Mazelinka will accept to share the recipe with me?

Portia (winking): She might give it to you in exchange of something. Maybe the recipe of your soup? They are quite similar!

Julian (grinning): Aaah, nothing’s like Mazelinka’s homemade soup! Look at all of this, so many delicious ingredients!

Niamh (wry smile): Half of these ingredients are magical!

Niamh (thoughtful): Maybe we could open some cooking lessons on request or per month? Maybe Mazelinka could help, I should ask her…

Asra (smiling): It’s a good idea, just be careful to not overload yourself.

Niamh (raised eyebrow): What did Julian ever do to you? You’re awfully rude when you speak of and to him.

Muriel (gloom): …it’s none of your business.

Niamh (smiling): I’ve only met her twice, but I really like Mazelinka!

Nadia (smiling): Portia told me about her too, she sounds like an amazing woman.

Lucio (pouting): When will they arrive? This smells so good, I don’t want to wait any longer!

Niamh (neutral): Eat some saltines in the meantime and be patient.

Erwin (surprised): Niamh! What are you doing here?

Niamh (smiling): Portia invited me, what about you?

Réamann (grinning): Dinnertime have a great atmosphere when the Devoraks are here!

Niamh (grinning): Exactly what I thought! Never a dull moment with them!

Portia’s cottage

Portia (smiling): I’ve only heard of Fairies’ houses before, it’s so fun to make!

Niamh (smiling): Isn’t it? They will look lovely in your garden!

Asra (smiling): We could try to grow some flowers on our balcony, what do you think?

Niamh (excited): It would be great! Wisteria would look amazing with the façade!

Niamh (smiling, blushing): I could spend hours here, this place is just like its owner: warm, welcoming and adorable.

Nadia (smiling, blushing): I could not agree more. Portia is wonderful.

Muriel (blushing, embarrassed): Are we allowed to do this?

Niamh (smiling): Portia told me I could take some aromatic herbs, it’s alright. These taste wonderful with eels, take them.

Niamh (happy): Aaaw, are you happy to see me too Pepi?

Julian (relieved smile): Thank Gods you’ve arrived, I couldn’t feel my legs anymore!

Lucio (excited): A swing?! Great idea! I’m going to commission one at once!

Niamh (laughing): Awesome!

Niamh (smiling): I wish I had such a beautiful garden and a cute, snuggly cat!

Erwin (teasing): Ask Portia if you can move in.

Niamh (grinning): You know what’s missing?... A swing!!

Réamann (grinning): Oooh! Let’s make a surprise for Portia then!

Muriel’s hut

Muriel (blushing, embarrassed): Sorry, I didn’t mean to eat all of it so fast!

Niamh (grinning): I guess you liked it, then? Don’t worry, there’s still plenty of it! Let me serve you another plate!

Niamh (surprised): I didn’t know that caring for chickens was such a “sport”!

Portia (laughing): Haha, they can be dangerous gluttons!

Asra (soothing): Muriel may seem aloof and blunt, but I am sure he likes you!

Niamh (concerned): …Are you sure he’s not tolerating me first and foremost for your sake?

Niamh (sad): Asra and Réamann are his close friends, I’m not sure he really likes me. Maybe I should just leave…

Nadia (caring): If he can get along with me, I don’t see how he could not appreciate you. You two should discuss about it calmly.

Niamh (concerned): Is this really alright to do that when he’s away?

Julian (grinning): Who doesn’t love coming home to a nice, warm meal that smells so nice?

Lucio (smirking): This guy’s been rude to you? Let me handle this!

Niamh (sweating): Please don’t! I will handle this myself!!

Réamann (soothing smile, Ceres on his shoulder): I’m sure you and Muriel could be good friends. Just give him time to sort some things out.

Niamh (sad smile): …I believe you.

Erwin (neutral): If you’re not welcome, I can barely imagine how it is for me.

Niamh (saddened): It’s alright, not everyone will love me. I’ll just leave this here with a note.

Asra’s sanctuary

Niamh (asleep): I love you, Asra… *mumbles incoherently*

Asra (emotional): I love you too, Niamh. Sweet dreams.

Lucio (grinning): This festival sounds fun! Are we going together?

Niamh (smiling): Sure! But you’d better change into clothes you don’t mind getting splashed in colours!

Niamh (asleep): *mumbles* I hear the wolf… wait for me, little white fox… *mumbles*

Muriel (amused smile): …

Faust: Hungry!

Niamh (smiling): The meal is almost ready, Faust!

Niamh (smiling): Thanks for the groceries! Please, have a seat, I have some tea ready if you’re thirsty.

Julian (smiling): Don’t mention it. The tea smells very good, is it black tea?

Portia (laughing, covered in colourful powder): We had a blast! Let’s go again next year!

Niamh (grinning, covered in colourful powder): Gladly!

Nadia (surprised): Is this tea lavender flavoured? It is delectable!

Niamh (smiling): Yes, I know you love lavender, so I made a special blend for you!

Réamann (laughing): Everything you made for tea-time is flower flavoured today! Getting into a theme?

Niamh (grinning): Well, it is the “Painted Daisy festival”!

Erwin (smiling): This place is really cozy. Thanks for inviting me.

Niamh (smiling): You’re welcome. Asra did wonders with this little house!

The palace

Niamh (smiling): Sorry for barging in, but I couldn’t wait to bring you this purifiers cutlery!

Nadia (smiling): Your timing is perfect, the outfit I commissioned for you is ready. Please, explain me what makes this cutlery special during the fitting!

Portia (smiling): This shade of blue-green suits you wonderfully!

Niamh (blushing, smiling, wearing a new attire): Thanks! The fabric is so light and soft, it’s more comfortable than I thought!

Asra (blushing, wearing a blue attire): Your name could not be more fitting, Niamh. You are radiantly beautiful.

Niamh (blushing): And your eyes have captivated me, Asra. Will you take me to the ballroom, sweet night traveller?

Lucio (grinning): Is that makeup? Let me try it!!

Niamh (teasing): What’s the magic word?

Julian (smiling, in disguise): I can’t refuse to be your model, but may I ask why?

Niamh (wry smile): Just a little touch of magic to be safe!

Niamh (frustrated): Were you expecting someone else? Sorry that I am not my twin!

Muriel (neutral): Are you just in a bad mood or did something happen?

Niamh (frustrated): Do you mind? I don’t need you or Erwin to escort me every time I come here!

Réamann (stunned, sweating a bit): Was it something I said?...

Erwin (smiling): Red suits you. You should wear it more often.

Niamh (surprised, wearing a red tunic): You think?

Palace’s garden

Asra (smiling, relaxed): Comfy?

Niamh (eyes closed, smiling): Aye, I could get used to it.

Faust: Squeeze!

Niamh (smiling): Aw, feeling cuddly today?

Niamh (embarrassed, blushing): Don’t mock me! It’s my way of whistling!!

Julian (laughing): I’m not mocking you! I find it endearingly cute!!

Niamh (smiling): Did you know there was a magical portal in the labyrinth?

Portia (surprised): Ah, I didn’t! I must add it to my map, where was it?

Niamh (teasing): Did you install this magical portal in the labyrinth because you kept getting lost in it?

Lucio (awkward, sweating a bit): …of course not!

Muriel (eyes closed, neutral): You naturally go to the same tree…

Niamh (neutral): …?

Nadia (smiling): The sound you made when you passed my test in the labyrinth was unexpected. What was it?

Niamh (embarrassed, blushing): It was… my usual way of cheering!

Niamh (happy): I did it! Prooofooweet!

Réamann (smiling, emotional): I’m glad to hear that sound again.

Niamh (smiling): Portia told me to be careful around the dogs, but they’ve been nice to me so far!

Erwin (amused): They probably smell that you’re a good cook. You don’t bite the hand that feeds you.

Lucio’s wing

Lucio (awkward): Am I being punished or something?

Niamh (serious): Cleaning after your own mess is a good start. Now, keep sweeping the floor.

Nadia (surprised): The place is clean as a whistle! How? Did the servants find the courage to come here?

Niamh (smiling): “A clean home is worth gold” Nadia. I took the liberty to do it.

Portia (laughing): We’re the cleaning dream team! Give me five, scouring pad Queen!!

Niamh (laughing): Where we pass, filth is wiped! Good job, feather duster Queen!

Niamh (singing): “I am the voice of the future, bring me your peace. Bring me your peace, and my wounds, they will heal.”

Muriel (neutral): They’re not twins for nothing. But why is she cleaning the place?...

Niamh (teasing): Take a good look at this, Asra. Here’s what happens when you never sweep the floor!

Asra (embarrassed): Is this some kind of subliminal message? Not everyone is a domestic goddess like you, you know!

Julian (sweating a bit): If there were any ghost here, they were probably exorcised by your scrubbing!

Niamh (frowning): How am I supposed to take that?...

Réamann (laughing): You should add to your shop “clean spirits away” with the fortune-telling!

Niamh (pouting): Not you too!

Erwin (sad): I miss him. Despite everything, I miss him so bad!

Niamh (sad, compassionate): I will join my prayers to yours.

#the arcana #asra alnazar #portia devorak #lucio morgasson #muriel of the kokhuri #nadia satrivana #julian devorak #the arcana headcanons #oc: niamh #oc: réamann #oc: erwin #the arcana heart hunter #heart hunter interactions #I've worked so long on these phew!#and my page setup and colours are butchered sobs

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Mini hc of a s/o loves to scrap book/journal gifting them (the m6) a scrap book of their relationship (with little blurbs and anecdotes)?

The Arcana Mini-HCs: MC giving M6 a scrapbook of their love story

Julian: so touched that you have to tell him to actually open and read it five times, because he's too busy marveling that it exists. does the best voice for reading it out loud, keeps choking on the loving parts

Asra: initially wants to savor the experience and suggests reading one page spread a night. gets butterflies thinking about it at 3 am and binges the whole thing while you sleep. buys apology pumpkin bread

Nadia: receives it gratefully and insists on waiting to read it until she can have a private dinner with you and linger over every page as long as she wants to. gets a bejeweled lock box to keep it safely in

Muriel: won't take it at first because his hands are sweating from the emotions and he doesn't want to ruin the beautiful cover. has to ask you to read it to him as you snuggle, hides his blush in your hair

Portia: ecstatic. pauses everything she's doing and brews some tea to sip while you read it together on her kitchen table. quotes it for weeks and starts work on her own scrapbook to give to you in return

Lucio: loudly proclaims it's his greatest treasure, unthinkingly grabs it five minutes later to swat out a stray spark from the campfire. sews a new cover for it all by himself (it's wrinkled and crooked and perfect)

#ask arcana brainrot #the arcana #the arcana headcanons #the arcana hc #the arcana game #asra the arcana #julian the arcana #nadia the arcana #muriel the arcana #portia the arcana #lucio the arcana #asra alnazar #julian devorak #nadia satrinava #muriel of the kokhuri #portia devorak #lucio morgasson

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magicianapprenticelyra · 2 years

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10 Headcanons For the Birthday Magician and Our Beloved Crime-Committing Snake!

Featuring: Asra Alnazar, Faust, Apprentice/Librarian!Lyra Nguyen, Nook the Book Mimic, and various others.

CW/TW: Mentions of the Red Plague; references to MC dying in an alternate timeline.

Apprentice!Timeline(s) | [Pre-Red Plague]

Lyra gave Asra the pink scarf he’s almost never seen without.

When he first received it, the scarf smelled so much like Ly to the point he and Faust would have tiffs over who slept/napped with and/or in it the first few weeks of having it.

Faust and Nook have committed crimes together, but no one can pin it on them because they’re a sneaky pair.

Lyra chastises Nook over it: while he has a tiny blip of shame, both familiars are almost ungovernable.

For y e a r s, Neha teased Asra about being a chicken when it came to trying/failing at asking Lyra to dance with him at any festivity Vesuvia had going on at any given time.

Everyone and their pet/familiar could see Asra was head over heels in love with Lyra . . . everyone except the very person he was crushing on.

Asra and Lyra had a full blown argument over the fact Lyra actually liked having raisins time to time in the pumpkin bread Selasi bakes.

They usually made up over tea.

Every year without fail on Asra’s and Faust’s birthday, Lyra always saves the best piece of the cake for them both.

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Palace Librarian!Timeline(s) | [Red Plague, Beginning of Main Plot, & Epilogue (Upright)]

Birthdays were a bit of a strange topic during the Red Plague.

Regardless—and somehow—Asra and Julian saved her a slice of cake when it was either of their birthdays OR her own, bless their souls . . .

While Lyra does/did respect both Asra and Faust during their time in the palace, she was wary of them.

The books Asra had been requesting more often than not came from the Forbidden Highly Guarded Section of the palace library.

On MC’s birthday—Lyra didn’t know it was MC’s birthday at the time—both Asra, Faust and Julian were 10x more morose/stressed than usual.

She didn’t ask the why of it all . . . she respected their privacy.

After the Red Plague, Lyra would time to time send packages to Asra and Faust when their birthday did swing around.

More often than not, the packages did not make it safely to their intended destination . . . at least during the three years between the Previous Masquerade and the Main Game Events of The Arcana.

During the end of Asra’s upright ending, Lyra works closely with Aisha, Salim, the Countess, and Julian in helping to work on jump-starting the public work projects Nadia is spearheading. Asra sends Lyra knitted tube-socks for Nook, which she deeply appreciated.

Bonus: In Lucio’s upright ending, there’s talk between Nadia and Asra about expanding the palace library. It’s hinted that Asra would get Muriel involved in the project.

Whether or not he’d try to be Muriel OR Lyra’s wingperson is up for debate, but it all boils down to just LEMME INDULGE, PLEASE. X’D

Mun: I’ve been dealing with a lot, and while I did plan on writing a fic, time constraints have led me to put this together instead (/positive)!

I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I loved writing it!

#The Arcana #magicianapprenticelyra #Asra Alnazar #Asra #fan apprentice #asra x apprentice #Nadia Satrinava #Julian Devorak #Muriel #Palace Librarian Lyra #parcel of pestilence #Faust #The Palace #Aisha #Salim #Vesuvia #the scribe writes

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themasksephinywears · 1 year

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Lady Iris Galen of Vesuvia

Name: Iris Galen. Gender/Pronouns: Female; She/Her. Age: 35. Birthday: October 17th. Nationality: Vesuvian. Birthplace: Unknown. Current Residence: Center City, Vesuvia. Occupation: Magician Apprentice. Height: 5 ft. 5 in. Sexuality: Bisexual. Fandom: The Arcana (Mobile Game). FC: Felicia Day. (*Note: Because The Arcana is a visual novel game, Malon/Marin from the Legend of Zelda games will be Iris’ animated FC for Arcana muses.)

Brief Background: Iris is the only child of Romana and Ilian, a simple seamstress and a poet. However, when Romana died during childbirth, Ilian went back to his homeland, calling upon a shepredess to nurse his baby while he managed to find work as a carpetner. It was a peaceful existence in the village, but when Iris was about four, it was clear she had outerworldly gifts.

She could speak with spirits, sometimes even moving small objects on her own.

Ilian wanted her to receive training and thus began traveling with Iris in tow. Eventually, they made their way into the seaside kingdom of Vesuvia when Iris was eleven. He found work in the palace as a poet for Count Lucio, while still taking on small carpetry jobs out in the kingdom.

Ten years later, Ilian found a proper teacher for his daughter--a young but very gifted magician named Asra. In exchange for building them a new shop, Asra agreed to take Iris on as an apprentice. The two grew very close, and Ilian was fond of them as well. With Asra’s teachings, Iris’ skills in the arcane grew and so did her connection with the Arcana.

Sadly, Ilian caught a fever and despite best efforts of the palace doctors, he passed away. Iris moved in with Asra, the two of them living in a small loft above the magic shop. Iris loved her new home, but it was lonely as Asra often left on travels to mysterious lands, leaving her behind. Still, she grew very popular amongst Vesuvians for her fortune telling, only matched by her kind heart.

Personality: Compassionate; Optimistic; Hardworking; Witty; Altrustic; Idealistic; Curious. She is a hopeless romantic and cannot stand to see others hurt or in trouble.

Likes: Tarot Cards; Magic; Dancing; Crystals; Meditation; Lemonade; Pumpkin Bread; Daises; Garden walks; Stargazing; Crafting potions and charms.

Dislikes: Dishonesty; Whiskey and Bourbon; Cilantro; Being cold; Wet socks; Sunny side-up eggs; Cluttered messes; Being left behind or abandoned; Broken promises.

Random Headcanons: -The Arcana Iris identifies with is 0: The Fool. Her astrological sign is Libra. -Her favorite season is the Fall. She enjoys the longer nights, the cooler weather, the delicious foods, the festivals, etc. -Her D&D alignment would be Lawful Neutral.

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MODERN DAY VERSE

This is the default, modern-world verse that will be used with most modern-day muses and will be one of two main stories. One, Iris is a budding magician, searching for a way to regain her lost memories and to find her ‘master’ Asra, who has gone off on an unknown journey and has been missing for two years. Two, Iris is a performing artist with Rennassiance Faires around the world, selling fortunes during the day and selling protection charms during the day, and solving mysteries with ghosts and spirits at night.

MARVEL/MCU VERSE

Iris is a mutant with the ability to astral project and dream walk. Because of this, Iris is often able to tell a person’s hopes, dreams, fears by going into their psyche. Additionally, she can tell if a person is possessed, controlled, or cursed. She comes from a long line of mages, dating back centuries, but due to a recent accident that almost cost Iris her life, most of her knowledge and memories of magic has been lost, and thus, her magic is a big chaotic. Her kind heart sometimes leads her open to be maniuplated, which can result in her unintentionally working for the bad guy. Her code name is Arcana.

SUPERNATURAL VERSE

Iris is a Witch (Natural), who only practices her magic in order to help spirits move on into the afterlife and to assist hunters with protective charms and sigils. She tries not to advertise the fact she is a Witch, but she won’t sit by and let innocents get hurt.

DC/DCEU/ARROW VERSE

With possible ties to Merlin in her bloodline, Iris honed her magicals talents and skills under Madame Xanadu (aka the Arthurian sorceress, Nimune). She communicates with the Major Arcana through a tarot deck that has been passed down for generations. (She is the reincarnation of Ganieda, Merlin’s sister, but possesses none of her past life’s memories) Iris channels her powers through the cards, can astral project, dream walk, and create illusions.

CHARMED VERSE

(Original series setting) Iris is a modern-day witch, with the specialized powers of astral projection and electricity manipulation. Asra is her Whitelighter, with whom she had a brief affair. She works in a mystery bookstore, owned by Nadia and Lucio Vesuvia.

ONCE UPON A TIME VERSE

In the Enchanted Forest, Iris is an apprentice to a powerful magician named Asra. Her master was hired by a king to find out why his daughters went through so many dancing shoes even though there were no balls and they were always limping and in pain in the morning. However, thanks to a pompus knight making a deal with Rumple, Iris was separated from Asra when he was trapped in a magical realm. She spent years studying magic, trying to find a way to bring him back. She caught the ire of the Evil Queen when she helped Snow White to escape her grasp a few times. In the cursed Storybrooke, her name was now “Daisy”, and she worked as an art teacher at Henry’s school. Once the curse is broken and Iris regained her memories, she immediately started her search for Asra again, her skills now stronger and hopefully just enough to find her beloved master again.

STAR WARS VERSE

(Legends-canon) Ris Gale is a Force-using “witch” from the planet Dathomir. How she left the home planet will be decided by the players. Ris is a bit more reserved than the typical Dathomirian witch, but she is still quick, agile, and talented with the Force, using songs referred to as “spells” to channel the Force.

HARRY POTTER VERSE

Iris Galen is an Irish witch attending Hogwarts, sorted into Hufflepuff. Her favorite class is Divination, with her weakest one being Potions. She has dear friends in all four houses and is known by her peers for just geninuely being such a nice person, which has gotten her some negative attention by bullies, but she doesn’t let them dissuade her. She longs to open her own tea shop after graduating.

TEA SHOPPE VERSE

The basic barista AU. Iris works as a barista at a tea and book shop called The Mystical Arcana, owned by Asra Alnazar. Her usual customers include an E.R. doctor named Julian, a fashionista influencer named Nadia with her assistant Portia, Nadia’s ex-husband and mayor’s son Lucio, and veternary assistant Muriel.

COLLEGE VERSE

Typical college AU. Whether or not magic is a thing in this world is TBD. Either way, Iris is a college student, living on her own at the dorm building, working at the library coffee shop part-time for some spending money. She is initially studying for a business degree, at the insistent requests of her aunt, who wishes her to take over the family bookstore, but she’d rather be writing mystery stories.

ARCANA ENDGAME:

[[NOTE: The following contains SPOILERS for the climax of the mobile game Arcana, do not read if you do not want to be spoiled. This continues on from the main verse background info posted above.]]

Six years after becoming Asra’s assistant, when the Plague ran rampant through Vesuvia, Iris could not stand by and do nothing. Asra wanted to flee, but instead, Iris signed on as an apprentice for the clinic, working with the palace doctors, searching for a cure for the red death. She was known for her kind heart with the patients, and she met the famed doctor Julian Devorak during this time.

Unfortunately, Iris caught the Plague herself...and died.

This caused both Julian and Asra to fall into a deep depression-- Julian bartered with the Hanged Man to get rid of his memories of having to bury Iris, but Asra went further. They bartered with the Arcana to get a new body and revive Iris at any cost.

...The cost ended up being her memories.

When Iris was revived, she awoke with no memory of her life prior to her death, unable to talk, or walk. Asra had to re-teach her everything. But still, she does not possess her memories. Her talents in the arcane still remain remarkable, and her connection with the Arcana still just as deep, but now, she gets dizzy spells and blinding migraines when she tries to remember her past too much. She still lives in the shop, still selling charms and potions, reading fortunes, tending the to shop as Asra still ventures out.

Little did she know how much her life was going to change one night when she receives two mysterious visitors at the shop...and a job proposal: Find out who murdered the late Count Lucio before the next Masquerade Ball.

#iris galen bio page #muse: iris galen #the arcana rp #the arcana oc

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