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malaks-perch · 3 years

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aphrodisiac, party of three

muriel x reader x asra

in which asra tries to slip his lovers a pill and it backfires

warnings: mentions of toys, overstimulstion, mentions of aphrodisiac, genderneutral reader with feminine parts mentioned maybe once? pegging kinda, size kink, polyamory?? dunno if that should be a warning, i'd say no, but lots of cum, oral, mentions of exhibitionism, a little praise, overall fluff, muriel and reader have consented to asra surprising them with aphrodisiacs they just wanted to be little sadists

a/n: @diysyfhcjtssuiteryyxhcft saw your rb and i honestly just couldn't ignore, your brain is beautiful, loved your tags btw

muriel hummed, nuzzling his nose into your neck with hands on your waist to keep you from falling down as you whimpered and kept asra's gaze.

"i'm sorry." asra cried, tears threatening to spill down his face. sobs escaping his lips as he would've surely fallen to his knees had he been sitting down. "pl-please! oh stars— please let me go. i-i can't —"

his brows furrowed and you knew from your glossy eyes that this would be a long night if asra didn't give up and just tell muriel what he would achieve by sneaking the both of you an aphrodisaic.

he'd felt so ashamed and betrayed, but it was his own fault.

"next time don't take both pills, asra." muriel chided as he eased you down so you were half sunken down onto his cock. watching your eyes become dazed and beginning to close from how fucked out you already were with him stretching you so nicely.

asra hadn't meant to take both pills and he would've taken a third one had muriel not been so slick with his hands. he slipped both spiked drinks into one and asra's eyes lit up at the prospect of muriel taking both. licking his lips and meticulously eyeing both of you at the table, waiting for you both to start squirming.

but it was him who found himself sweating and fisting his cock at the dinner table, whimpering when he came in his pants. finishing a second time when muriel tossed him over his shoulder and his hard on brushed muriel's taut muscles.

muriel figured the best thing to do was have him sit and watch how pretty you looked sinking down on his shaft. you were huffing and your head was leaned back on the bigger man's shoulders, gripping his hands that had your thighs in a relatively soft hold and stilling when you were half on his cock.

"is he begging?" muriel asked, his voice void of any of the teasing that asra gave all evening, subtly groping you and muriel trying to get a rise out of you.

he was sat gasping, tears streaming down his face and sweat making his pretty white locks stick to his forehead. mouth ajar and body jolting harshly against pretty maroon ropes every time the dildo vibrated violently, resembling the twitch of muriel's own cock.

muriel wrapped an arm around your waist when you didn't respond. he held you tight to his chest and the warmth between the two of you and sweltering where your warmth met muriel's cock was dizzying. but his callous fingers made you quiver when they cupped your cheeks, tilting your face in his direction so you could see his hair pulled back from his face and gazing down at you expectantly. it was a sight that always made your walls flutter around him.

he gave a bit of a smile, leaning down to press a sweet kiss to your lips and pulling away to make sure your focus was solely on him. "is asra begging?" he hummed, watching you nod, drool slipping from out the corner of your mouth when he lowered you further down on his cock.

"m-muri.." asra whimpered, teary eyes tracing over you and muriel. you, who was dishevelled, covered in muriel's drying spit and dark marks that littered your body. muriel himself was stripped of everything except fading hickeys that littered his thick thigh muscles that flexed every time your tight little hole fluttered.

muriel's eyes flicked up to meet asra's and a hungry look came over his face, lips finding your neck as you moaned weakly from his hand curling around and playing with your clit.

"want to cum?" muriel asked, reaching over to his phone where the dial was set low. staring at it and still holding you as his thumb slipped and played with the setting and listening for asra's pitched gasps before leaving it alone and turning down the toy.

"please." asra whimpered and muriel loosened his arm around you.

your ass meeting his hips and a squeal ripped from your throat when you felt a coil in your belly suddenly snap. muriel's fingers rubbing your sensitive nub while your hips grinded wildly to ride out the pleasure, but your sweet release had you feeling spent. you were held up by muriel's arm wrapped around your waist, his hand spread on your chest helped you to lay on your side allowing for the large man to press his lips to yours and curl your leg in the crook of his elbow.

he opted to slide out of you and you huffed, pulling away panting when you felt muriel's fat tip being only left inside you before he thrusted back inside in a quick smooth thrust. your legs shook and your cry had asra painting his thighs and stomach with ropes of cum that just added to the mess in his lap.

muriel's lips quirked into a smirk as he trailed kisses down your neck, picking his thrusts up as you cried out for him.

he leaned back, taking your wrists in one of his hands while one of his curled on your waist keeping you slightly propped up so he could fuck up into you.

"have you learned your lesson?" muriel called, starting to lose himself to the feeling of your warmth squeezing around him. asra jolted in the chair again, nodding and licking his lips, throat near dry from how much he'd been crying out.

"i can't hear you." muriel's voice pulled asra from his cockhungry gaze watching how muriel's cock disappeared into you at such a fast pace.

"yes! yes, please! i'm sorry. let me touch." asra's voice broken when muriel stilled, making you whimper and cry at being so close.

"undo his ropes."

you'd never done a spell so fast. as soon as asra was free, muriel continued his relentless pace into your fluttering hole. asra scrambled from his seat, careful to keep in dark pink dildo before seating himself between muriel's thighs and forcing you down so your hips were flush with muriel's.

"asra, what are you—" muriel's voice came choked when he felt asra lapping at his balls. thighs quivering as the knot in his stomach threatened to snap and asra's mouth moved to lick a thick stripe up your sex making you cry out and both you and muriel cum together.

muriel allowed you to fall beside him, smiling softly at the fluids leaking down his shaft as he pulled out of you. asra took his place on muriel's lap, a distant gaze clouded with lust and adoration made muriel give a smile. his hand tracing up asra's stomach to pump him a few times, kissing his slit and watching him come undone.

asra dropped left of muriel and you hastily sat up, watching as muriel deprived asra of the dildo stuffed in his ass. muriel parted asra's cheekts to show you his clenching and gaping hole.

you crawled over muriel, legs giving out halfway like a new fawn before muriel pulled you between him and asra so you could curl around your exhausted lover.

"you okay?" your gentle kisses were met with asra's lips, plump from biting them before he gave a smile, running his hand through his hair before being greeted with muriel's shy kiss and then you poking your lip out from him pulling away.

the two laughed at you, softly and full of mirth, muriel tugged you both into his chest.

"i couldn't imagine us on a stream." muriel admitted, face digging into your neck while asra's fingers combed through some of the knots in muriel's hair.

"i could." you sighed, "think asra's fans would go beserk if they knew you were walking around hung."

asra snickered, pressing kisses to your face, "they didn't believe me."

muriel's face whipped around to asra and you laughed, pulling yourself closer to muriel.

"i said they didn't believe me."

asra settled down, head on muriel's chest as he stared up at you from where you sat in one of his shirts. "and you," he gave a smile reaching up to bring you down for a kiss and you felt yourself fluster upon noticing the both of them staring at you with such loving eyes. "you're gorgeous for no reason."

muriel hummed his agreement and leaning over to press kisses over the side asra's face before stopping to look up at you.

"you say that like you're not." you smiled and leaned down to tease muriel's lips making him huff and tug at your sleeve. you laughed and gave in, kissing him before asra tugged you away, fishing for the same kiss.

"tell him he'd be an amazing co-star, baby." asra buried his face in your neck, peeking out of it while you rubbed underneath one of muriel's pecs with a smile that always made him melt.

"you'd be a star, baby." you grinned making muriel scoff and hoist himself up off the bed in an attempt to hide the fact that he was flustered.

"that's enough you two." he pecked both your cheeks before going off to the bathroom coming back to find asra passed out and you starting to fall asleep yourself.

he cleaned both you and asra up, asra opening his arms to be carried to the bathroom while you sat on the bed. you laughed when muriel came back with asra asleep in his arms, grabbing his shirt off the floor while you helped pull the shirt onto asra.

"he fell asleep as he was using it." muriel chuckled into your neck, sitting against the wall and going through his phone as he waited for you to finish.

"that's what happens when you get dicked down." muriel was about to protest when you continued, "by you."

muriel only pouted, shaking his head and changing the subject, "asra showed me julian's stream."

you raised your brows, standing on wobbly legs to wash your hands when muriel came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist acting as your groundings as he thought.

"how was it? i expect his to be kinky."

"nadia's is kinkier. she has portia for a partner." muriel replied, barely giving you time to dwell on your thoughts. "she had ropes and temperature play, but-"

"you know asra isn't going to force you to do something you don't want to." you curled into muriel as you both laid on the bed. asra finding his way to cuddle into your side while muriel wrapped his arm around the two of you and hid his face in your neck.

"we'll do what you want to do." you kissed his jaw, sniling against his scruff before pulling away to curl your fingers in asra's hair.

he sighed, watching you drift off. his hand slipped up your shirt to play with your nipple and watching you sigh and relax more before deciding to close his eyes. the only thing he could think of was you sporting some garter belts and asra's ass sharing the same dark pink as the dildo he cockwarmed today.

he sighed when he felt himself harden, wanting nothing more than to take care of his problem but his hand collided with someone else's.

muriel's eyes cracked open and he found asra carefully knelt between the space between you and muriel's tangled legs, stroking him and pressing his cheek to his thigh.

"thinking about us?"

muriel huffed, swatting asra's hand away to flash a soft smile as if asra had tried to tickle him. "still feeling the pills?"

asra nodded, licking his lips, "are you going to help?"

muriel pondered the thought, chewing his lip and grabbing the dildo, "go get my phone."

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arsenicxarcana · 3 years

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m5(4?) helping you rehabilitate banished lucio

or rather reacting to “hey i brought this hobo home can we keep him”

(tending towards nadia’s/THD)

NADIA:

oh you poor sweet summer child, what have you done

may lock him up in the dungeons at first, to make sure he can’t try anything

hope you like loud goat wailing that can be heard across the palace because the absolute LAST thing he wants is to be isolated again

you have to convince her he’s in no state to answer for his crimes like this, not yet, let him recover a little first - all he wants right now is a warm bed and someone to care about him, not taking over vesuvia

(and if this changes you can put him right back in jail)

this does not change, he’s mostly interested in staying close to you

for the most part she remains hands-off, just authorizing various acquisitions for him like any other guest

he will sometimes try to give her little gifts, usually food/wine or little trinkets left outside her door like a cat bringing dead mice

she takes them when no one is around

she may catch him at this one day, and they have a little talk through the crack in the door because he’ll bolt if she opens it

“i’m sorry” “i know. i can’t forgive you” “i know”

this becomes a thing, usually late at night, sitting by her door and telling her things, bringing her more specific gifts based on any troubles she might have had, asking her for advice about making you happy

eventually, maybe, you might even be able to convince them to take lunch together, with you sitting between them as a trusted shield

JULIAN:

he WANTS to say absolutely not, not in a million years, he doesn’t deserve the kindness, especially not yours

he WANTS to send him right back to the realms himself, or call the guards, anything to keep him away from you

but he is a doctor, and helping is in his nature

and it’s obvious to anyone with eyes that this poor bastard needs help

and he knows what it’s like to be alone and uncertain of your future

lucio treats him as if they were already old friends, something that seems to endear and rankle him

at first he says he’ll only check him over to make sure he’s not hurt or sick, then you’re on your own, he washes his hands of this nonsense

then he says maybe bring him back around later for another check-up, just in case he missed something the first time

then he says that maybe you two could stick around for a little while, it looks like there’s a storm on the horizon

then he says the room above the clinic is open, most of the time, he’s much too busy to sleep as much as he should, if lucio needs somewhere to lie low for a bit

then he says actually there’s my place in south end, a bit more accommodating but no less abandoned, that might be a little more your speed

and then you find yourself all three coming back from a night on the town, crashing higgledy-piggledy in and around julian’s bedroom, a tangle of limbs and drunken laughter

julian attempts to cook breakfast for you afterwards, with mixed results

(just because lucio will eat it doesn’t mean it’s edible)

ASRA:

he trusts your judgment

usually

not this time, please put that thing back where it came from or so help me

i don’t care if he doesn’t want to go back he can’t stay here, not in this house, not after everything he’s done

there MAY be a fight and it MAY get ugly

either asra storms tf out or they kick both of you out for the night before he can do something stupid

they feel bad as hell, at least for you

if you’ve been kicked out, you take lucio down to the rowdy raven and set up together in the spare room above the bar (and he’s probably crying bc he’s about 75% sure you’re going to get rid of him for Causing Problems)

if asra left, you let lucio have the couch but you’re not about to sleep until asra comes back (crying less, still awkward as hell)

finally, either way, he comes to apologize

but he really, really doesn’t want you to keep the goat and pls think of an alternative? why does it have to be you?

“i’m the one that put him there in the first place”

you don’t! have to feel bad for that!! look at him he’s fine

(lucio currently all but hiding behind you and holding your hand tight, making the saddest little face)

“i can’t just abandon him again, asra. i couldn’t bear it”

oh, curse your good nature

they love that about you but right now it’s the bane of his existence

you tell asra he doesn’t have to forgive him, or even like him - just help me get him back on his feet, pls, just trust me

god. fine. but he sleeps on the couch. and the minute he’s no longer pathetic his ass is out the door

faust stop chilling on his shoulders i swear to god--

PORTIA:

she doesn’t have the old history, but she remembers the recent history (stealing your body and being a dick), so she’s still gonna be hostile

there will probably be at least one physical brawl

will probably definitely make him cry

feels bad about it

pepi seems to trust him for some reason (bc fuck you n*h) and she trusts pepi so it can’t be all bad??

gonna put his ass to work in the vegetable garden if he’s expected to stay in her cottage, which he might because it’s close to the palace (but far from people)

he might complain but honestly this is nothing compared to the realms

in return he gets good food, a warm bath, and a pillow pile shared with you, portia and pepi

portia will definitely help you socialize him, especially if you’re not that extroverted yourself, taking him on trips into the city

once he feels more comfortable around her they feed off each other’s energy until they’re one big mass of chaos

you regret your life choices

her cuddly, affectionate nature lines up nicely with his touch starvation and they often become inseparable at the bed time or other soft, quiet moments where you’re just in each other’s company

MURIEL:

lmao nah

unless this man finds the hobo first AND feels bad enough to not just leave his ass alone in the forest, good luck with getting him to help you with this

your memory privileges are absolutely revoked goodbye

#the arcana #m6 #headcanon #post banishment lucio #taming him down #we are not friends #well ok WANF is what happens when julian finds him first #incredibly niche headcanon posts

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kageyuji · 3 years

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NO BC WE NEED TO SPEAK MORE ABOUT ARCANA AND OBEY ME. petition to be 🌩 anon pls? this rant cannot finish here.

the amount of times that i’ve squealed and had to put my phone down is unbelievable. rip my storage bc of all my screenshots. no regrets though!! :PP BUT LIKE ME TO THEM: ARE YALL TRYNA KISS ME RN BECAUSE I WILL GET DOWN ON ONE KNEE AND PRESENT MY RING POP TO YALL.

please, omg. i literally started playing arcana last night but like i would do anything for asra and faust. pls. THE WAY THAT WE WERE AT MURIELS CABIN (OR LIKE HIDEOUT idk </3) and he told us n faust to like stay warm n cute or something? (memory loss, im sorry😞) BUT LIKE MARRIAGE. JUST INSTANT MARRIAGE.

omg yes ofc you can <33 i think i’ve played asra’s route... 6 times? something like that? and julian’s twice, muriel’s once 😞 lucio is neat and all but asra did not sell his heart just for me to put a ring on the guy that killed me in the first place </3 nadia and portia are sweet but *the gay hand thing*

and yes omg, did u do the paid option at muriel’s place?? it’s so soft pls :(( “don’t you two stop being cute” ok so marry me mf 😐🔪

but there’s a bit in obey me where mammon like. physically can’t lie and he says he was imagining the mc saying they have feelings or smth i’m wusbj i’m soft bye

#lore.txt #🌩.txt #arcana.txt

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the-melting-world · 3 years

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your art makes me feel like that line in puppy princess the

Kiss me

Kiss me with your eyes closed

Whisper that your heart shows

All I want is you

Yeah, you

(Come on now)

Hold me

Hold me, I'm your bunny

Tell me I'm not funny

Tell me I'm legit

And I feel weak

In your hands and your feet

A precious end, I'll never feel your touch

your asra is very soft and firm looking?? pls its so good i want to hug them. the way you draw faces augghhh your characters too? they look so fine

Awww! True, I don’t make fanart, but I commissioned a lot of the art that you see with my ocs / Asra with my apprentice! It’s also no secret that I like to crowd my blog with yummy asras 💖💖

Those lyrics are super sweet and I’m sure the artists would appreciate your words!!! I’m really glad my blog makes you feel soft. That’s the intention!

Hope you can get inspired enough to draw more!

#I spend a lot of time scrolling through the asras on my blog #so you are not alone!#shoutout to all fanartists #💖💖💖#my asks

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apprenticeofcups · 4 years

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Muriel x (vers!top)MC x Asra sexy headcanons pls 👀💦

well since you said please 👀

🔞Muriel + Asra + top!MC

when it is not light d/s

Muriel’s prepared for trouble…and make it double

No need for you and Asra to ro-cham-bo to see who’s calling the shots - there’s plenty of Muriel to go around

It’s more often than not the two of you climbing around while he lays back and listens, and does what he’s asked

(Asra at least tends to ask more than he does tell or order, and he’s very sweet about it)

There is literally no part of Muriel that hasn’t been straddled

And he has a lot of stamina, but his recharge time, as it were, is pretty long, too, so sometimes you and Asra have to keep each other busy while Muriel catches his breath

Asra’s favorite way to “keep busy” is to go down on you while you’re still on top of Muriel - that way everyone’s involved in getting you off

Muriel’s not particularly noisy, but Asra talks a lot, admiring how you two look together, how you sound, how you never fail to make Muriel’s eyes roll back

Very, very rarely does anyone get away with just one orgasm - you’ve spent whole afternoons tangled up in each other

You tend to finish in a tangle, too, and the exhaustion plus the weight of two cuddle buddies tends to put Muriel right to sleep

You two would probably join him if he didn’t snore like a table saw

Even so, Asra gets so cuddly afterward, he usually cleans up with magic so nobody has to get up, and spends the next hour or so mumbling about getting his hair stroked and telling you how wonderful, as always, you were

☕ Ko-Fi | My AO3 ☕

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asrasotherbottom · 4 years

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Hii Hii, how would the main six react to MC giving them handmade chocolates/a gift for Valentine’s Day or since that’s now passed maybe just unexpectedly, pls include some familiars if you’re feeling extra generous because I’m thinking of Faust excitedly getting a gift & melting

ahhh this is so cute! i know this is a month late pls i am just a creacher.

Main 6 x MC Giving them Handmade Chocolate

Asra

His eyes would get wide and he’d say “Are these…for me? Oh, MC, you’re amazing!”

Definitely would still offer to share them with MC, but has no problem eating them all in one day and making himself sick.

Asks MC to show him how they made the chocolates, he does not have an ulterior motive of making chocolate dipped skink, nope, not at at all, how dare you accuse him of –

Peppers lots of kisses all over MC’s face leaving little smears of melted chocolate behind on their cheeks.

(Bonus Faust: “Gift!!” and she gives MC a big squeeze and excitedly shows Asra, who responsibly swaps it out with a frozen mouse that she is just as excited about.)

Nadia

So flattered and endeared that MC would go through all the trouble of making her chocolates by themself.

MC never ceases to surprise her with their many, many, talents, and she carefully cups their cheek in her hand while she says as much.

Savors every single one, taking her time and rationing them out over a few days.

She always offers some to MC, but if they say no, she would always be up to laying back and having MC feed her the chocolates too. After all, if MC is going to be spoiling her today….

(Bonus Chandra: She ruffles her feathers up against MC affectionately, but mostly tilts her head back and forth until Nadia replaces it with a frozen mouse)

Julian

He’d turn bright red and ask if those are for him??? MC made these?? For him??? Really??

It turns into a story time, each filling flavor reminding him of another far off land or robust tale that he doesn’t hesitate to tell.

If MC feeds him chocolate that they made for him he would melt into a puddle from The Intimacy.

By the end of the box he’s convinced that MC should quit whatever they’re up to and open a confectionary stall because those had to be the best chocolates he’s had in his life~

(Bonus Malak: MC gives malak chocolate, he yells, Julian gives him a funny look but says nothing, Malak takes the chocolate and flies off, Julian wakes up to melted chocolate under his pillow in the middle of the night)

Muriel

He’s incredulous that MC would spend time and effort making him something like this, handmade sweets? That’s something that he never dreamed would be something he’d ever get as a gift.

Unwraps it very, very slowly and delicately, still blushing that they even gave it to him.

Tries little nibbles of different ones to see if he likes them. Some are too sweet and he offers the rest of the chocolate piece to MC :P

Spends all night making something that HE knows how to make to give to MC the next day.

(Bonus Inanna: MC gives inanna chocolate, she sniffs it and makes a noise. Muriel snorts and says its true that MC should know dogs cant have chocolate. Innanna licks MC’s face to say she appreciates the gesture.)

Portia

She is SUPER excited, handmade chocolates??? FOR HER??? That’s the sweetest thing she can possibly imagine.

Jokingly asks if MC has any other talents that she doesn’t know about, and asks how long they’ve been holding out on her about This talent.

Lays in bed eating chocolate and kissing MC with too-sweet lips and feeling very all around content and loved and happy.

She has some very cursed ideas for things they can make into chocolate candy and now she has a partner in crime.

(Bonus Pepi: MC gives pepi chocolates, Pepi meows happily and purrs while Portia replaces them with some cat treats and chuckles)

Lucio

He is SO excited, he eats them all in a heartbeat, barely stopping to even thank MC before he does so.

Then he takes his time to tell MC how talented they are at making chocolates and how sweet it was that they made those for him, he does love sweet things (He says with a wink and a few kisses to their palm)

The thought that they took time to actually hand make something for him hits him in a very warm fuzzy way that he doesn’t know what to do with.

(Bonus M&M: MC gives them chocolates, they stare at it with blank expressions, it is not a pomegranate, they conclude. lucio eats the chocolates off the bed, he does not question why they’re there.)

#Anonymous #main 6 #asra #nadia #julian #portia #muriel #lucio #mine

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blobbyclouds · 4 years

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Okay, so that might sound weird buuut headcanons on the arcana main six (if you just up for three pls Muriel, Asra and Lucio) reaction to finding out that the apprentice is actually the long lost prince/princess/gender neutral royalty of a far away land and that now your parents advisor is here to drag you back to your kingdom/country. Sorry if this is weird, it's just a thing that was in my head for awhile

I figured this might get kinda long if I did all six, so I ended up just doing Muriel, Asra, and Lucio!

warnings: none!

-Asra Alzanar-

At first, Asra just thought the adviser was another customer and didn’t bat an eye as she approached you

He only started paying attention when you became visibly uncomfortable and gave him a worried look. As Asra walked to your side, the adviser finished explaining and left, leaving you panicked and Asra confused

Asra was all sorts of worried as you explained everything the adviser said

The moment you finished, he cupped your face and asked if you were feeling alright he was terrified bringing up your past might hurt you

Even after you insisted you were fine, he had you sit down with some warm blankets and made you a cup of tea

He’s just as shocked as you are, because before you lost your memories you had never mentioned anything hinting towards your true heritage

Obviously, he’s worried how you’re handling such big news and will finish up the rest of the chores and make you relax and take a breath

He rubs your back and talks through everything with you, making it perfectly clear he’ll support you no matter what you choose

When the adviser tries to pressure you into coming along asap he gives her an absolute death glare because he’s not letting you get pushed into anything on his watch

On a more light hearted side, Faust sometimes calls you “Your Majesty”

And Asra definitely takes advantage of your new title to call you “princess/prince/little royal”

Teases a little by calling himself “your prince” or “knight in shining armor” as he plants a kiss on your hand and scoops you into his arms

Heart just swells because how did he get so lucky???? Like?? How???

A bit more touchy about staying right by your side in dodgy places like the Red Market because he doesn’t want your reputation to make you a target

He’s surprisingly put together when you meet your parents if/when you visit your homeland and they 100% approve of him

-Muriel-

So first off, the adviser scared the crap out of you when she came. It was late in the day, you were cuddled by the fire, and not expecting someone to knock at the door

After the initial scare though, you let her have inside to explain everything

The more she talked and the more evidence she provided, the closer you leaned into Muriel and the tighter his hold around you was. Even Inanna could sense your growing unease and curled up by your feet

By the time she finished by saying you had to prepare asap all the color had drained from your face

First things first, Muriel isn’t going to let her just boss you around, and quickly assures you that you’re safe and sound

Before you even start thinking about making decisions he calms you down the best he can, even though he’s as worried as you. (The idea of you leaving for a dangerous life of royals scares him more than he admits)

But for your sake, he stays relatively calm and holds you close and pets yours hair (just like you pet his) until you fall asleep

Muriel has always had this nagging worry that he isn’t good enough for you, and the fact that you’re royalty makes him feel even more insufficient

He’s quiet and tense until you reassure him that you’re still the same old you, and then he’ll return right to his normal self

He’ll take you on peaceful walks in the forest as you figure everything out

He’s more than willing to offer advice, but he’ll also just listen if that’s what you need

A bit more protective of you now, because he sometimes worry that your heritage will make you a target

When you meet with the adviser again, he doesn’t say much, but his hand on your shoulder is comforting

Super awkward when he first meets your parents, but he warms up to them when he realizes that they’re sweet and kind just like you

Please call him “My prince”, he will turn red as beautiful tomato I swear

-Lucio-

The adviser found you during a banquet in one of the few times Lucio wasn’t glued to your side. She pulled you to the side of the dance floor, explaining everything with shocking evidence on her side

It wasn’t as shocking as finding you had died, but it still made you feel all faint and sick as all the color drained from your face

You had been preparing yourself for the possibility of ruling alongside Lucio, but this was an entirely different situation

Lucio saw your distress from across the ballroom and, thinking the woman was threatening you he rushed to your side instantly ready to fight

But you managed to calm him down and give him a brief explanation before he did anything too rash, and he’s just as shocked

Lucio won’t let the adviser pressure you into making any decisions on the spot because no matter how stubborn she is, Lucio is even more stubborn

Despite the banquet still going on, he heads back to his quarters with you early so you have a quiet place to collect yourself while he distracts you from the pressure by talking about random things and cuddling with you

He even brings in Mercedes and Melchior to make you feel nice and safe

Whatever you decide to do, Lucio will support you all the way

If you ever need to vent about being overwhelmed or anything, all you have to do is say the word and he’ll take you to the gardens in a snap

He playfully calls you, “your majesty” and uses your title as an excuse to spoil you even more

And as shocking as it all is, it does explain how you so naturally fit in among the nobles of Vesuvia’s palace

Might be a teensy bit more protective since he knows first hand how positions of power can make you a target

And he’s on his best behavior when he meets your parents and does his best to show how much of a gentleman he is for you

#the arcana headcanons #asra alzanar x reader #count lucio x apprentice #muriel x mc #asra the magician hcs #count lucio headcanons #muriel imagines #asra x mc #asra/apprentice #the arcana lucio x reader #lucio x mc imagines #muriel/reader headcanons #muriel x apprentice hcs #asra alzanar headcanons #the arcana x reader

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important-arcana-content · 4 years

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4 and 5, Asra with F!MC pretty pls

Aha! I've done it, I've put out more work. Wowzers, I'm slow. I love you guys for your patience! 💕💕

Asra Lingerie/Body Worship (F! MC)

Asra’s sitting on his bed, sunk into the fluffiness of his pillows with his arms and legs outstretched. A candle softly glows on his nightstand, illuminating the night. It’s been a long day for the both of you, given that it’s his birthday. But he’s content, a smile splayed across his soft features as he leans himself back into his pillows.

But when he sees you come out of the other room, all of his attention immediately diverts to you. Violet eyes scan and roam over every curve, every perfect dip of your body, taking in each inch as if it were holy scripture.

He opens his mouth to speak, and then shuts it again, unable to formulate words at the sight of you. In...in that.

Yesterday you went out to get him a special present, and now that especially important birthday gift is clinging to your figure like Saran wrap. Thigh high stockings in pink. A matching set of a skimpy bra and even skimpier panties. And a babydoll slip, artfully translucent in its craftsmanship.

Your precious magician seems to be figuring out how to breathe again.

After his momentary lapse in thought, Asra sits up straighter and leans back on his hands. Despite himself, it’s painfully clear that he’s already sporting half an erection in those thin black pants, just from the sight of you.

“Love, I...is all this for me?”

Shyly you nod, feeling your cheeks redden at the waver in his voice. In the way he looks at you with those gorgeous eyes.

And then he speaks again, patting his lap softly. “MC, come here. You look so stunning.”

Immediately you comply with his request, following unspoken instructions down to his lap. Soft hands move to slide along your hips, fingertips pressing into your thighs and pulling them around his lean waist.

He buries his face in the crook of your neck, scattering hungry kisses over your skin. Everything about him is so warm, from the ghost of his breath down to the hips you’re seated on so snugly. “I’m so lucky. I’m so lucky to have you, MC.”

You bite your lip to stifle the sounds you want so desperately to make. Something as little as Asra kissing your neck sends the world into a blurry haze, every point of contact he gives you feels like blooming fire. It takes everything you have to resist grinding yourself down on the heat of his hips for something like friction.

“Asra...” without warning his name makes it past your lips, and his gaze shifts up to you. The look in his eyes is nothing short of lecherous in all its divine need.

Speech is worthless in comparison to the face you give him. Your biggest doe eyes, the sweetest bat of your long, dark lashes. “Tonight’s about you, birthday boy. Unwrap your present.”

Asra bites his lip, eyes half lidded as he pulls you closer to his body. You can practically feel the beat of your hearts increase in time with one another.

And after a moment of palpable tension, after just a millisecond of a pause, his hands cup your face and pull you in for a series of incredible kisses.

Both of you crash together in this, the weakest of moments, lips meeting over and over and over again; both of your soft moans punctuating the silence.

His hands move to your waist, sliding under the fabric of your rosy babydoll slip to feel up the softness of your breasts. Deftly he works to unhook your lacy bra, warm lips meeting the tenderness of your nipple before you can think to hold back a gasp. You can feel his cock twitch in his pants at the noise you make, and it’s almost more than you can bear, knowing the effect you have on him.

Tangling your hands in his hair you set a rhythm on his hips, anchoring yourself on him and starting to rock slowly. You can feel yourself slicking his pants and you know he can feel it too, from the eyes he flashes up at you.

“Sweetheart-“ He chides softly as he rests his forehead against yours, the hand that isn’t supporting you on his lap dipping down to feel out just how aroused you are. And as soon as his fingers touch you, a telltale smirk crosses his features. “Aw. Just for me? It’s gonna be so easy to slide in with you dripping wet like this.”

All you can do is whimper as he slips a hand into your panties and rests his thumb against you, the pad of it just grazing your clit.

Fuck, that face. The looks he’s giving you could actually kill someone. His violet eyes sparkle in the candlelight, heavy and heavenly and full of lust.

A soft gasp escapes you when his fingers move to line up at your entrance, his other hand still supporting and laid on your hip.

“Just one first, mm?” He kisses your chest slowly, carefully, trying to relax you. He knows just how tight you are, and that preparation is always key. “Deep breaths.”

With one of those deep inhales his middle finger eases into you, allowing you room to sink down onto it and adjust yourself. Even just the slenderness of his finger makes you want to bite your lip and scream.

“MC…” his velvet lips trace over your ear as you feel him stand, moving to press you up against the nearest wall. “You’re so perfect, do you know that? Do you know just how much I wanna…”

His words pause for a moment as he hitches you up against the wall, holding your small form up with ease while his other hand works on you.

He’s watching himself do it, too, bottom lip caught between his teeth as his eyes follow each movement. The way he watches, with his brow furrowed just softly in concentration, is like something out of a novel.

As he adds a finger you watch him smile, obviously content with your reaction. Content with the way you squirm against him, head pressed back against the wall in ecstasy.

“You’re such a good girl-” He practically purrs out the words.

Sweet, careful words. Pleading words. “MC, please...I need to fuck you. You’re so beautiful.”

God, that's just what you wanted to hear. Nodding, you let him square you on his hips. He’s kissing your neck again, pressing his painfully hard cock, despite its constriction still inside his pants, up against the soaked fabric of your pink panties.

And god, is he hard. The feeling of him through three layers of fabric is enough to make you moan in desperation.

At that, Asra doesn’t even bother removing your undergarments all the way--after undoing his pants and pulling them down he slides the pink lace to the side just enough to grant access.

As he lines himself up your hands find the warmth of his shoulders and grip on with everything you have. The gentlest person you’ve ever known can’t help that he’s a big boy, and you always need to prepare for it.

Violet flashes up to you, coupled with an expression full of only softness. Despite his hands being occupied in holding you, he leans forward to press a reverent kiss to your chest. “Are you ready for me, love?”

There’s absolutely no question in your mind--you nod, squeezing your eyes shut tightly.

Your head tilts back as he starts to ease himself in, sinking you down on his length with the most beautiful groan you’ve ever heard. He fills you so snugly, as he always does. And there’s no replacing that feeling with anything else in the world.

When he’s finally all the way in you let your hips settle against his, wrapping your legs around his waist securely. At this point the two of you are flush against each other, gasping together against the feeling.

Fuck, you want more. It's so much, it's so so much and not enough. You want him to move--want him to press, and slide, and rock his hips forward. “Asra…”

He takes the cue instantly and presses his hips into yours, settling himself deep before pulling back and sinking in again.

It doesn't take long for him to decide on a rhythm, and if your thoughts are correct it's faster than usual.

It doesn't hurt, no. Asra would never pick up a punishing pace--but it's fast enough to convey a message:

It's my birthday, babe.

One of his hands moves to trail up your side, warm and comforting and secure.

He's using everything he can for leverage, and it's working well. His hand on your hip, the press he has you in against the wall. He's an expert at driving himself in as deep as he can go, and it's no surprise that you're feeling it now.

The passion is so high between you and your magician that before you can think you're on the edge. It doesn't take much from him--especially because he knows every secret little pleasure point on your body.

By the cant of his hips you can tell he's getting there too, his strokes sloppier and less controlled as when he first started.

His voice is desperate in your ear, purring out soft commands that, in your mind, instantly register into action. “MC, tell me to fuck you harder. Beg me to fuck you senseless.”

“Asra, please--f-fuck me harder, please-” You respond in kind, gasping, tilting your head back and saying all the little things you're so embarrassed to say.

It's three more strokes and you feel him finish inside you, clenching his jaw and setting his hips close. He lets out a few soft little moans as he ruts deep, his body shaking against yours.

You can feel everything--his warmth, his pulse. Everything down to the bite of his sharp hipbones against you.

The rush of him is too much for you to bear, much too much, and you're finishing too before you can manage to register.

Your fingers run through his hair as he sets you down a little on the wall, his chest rising and falling as he recovers himself.

Spending an extra moment to kiss him, your chest wells with pride as you feel him smile against it.

“Happy birthday, Asra.”

#asra lemon #asra fluff #asra imagine #asra the arcana #🔞#🍋

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sandwichfox · 4 years

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main 6 reaction to the apprentice suddenly serenading them a love song with the cheesiest lyrics?

How tf does one add a read more in this day and age.

Asra

★ Oh no. Pls stop. (he doesn’t not like it, it’s just waaaaayyyy too cheesy for him)

★ He laughs about it even though he’s embarrassed, and probably sweeps you into a ridiculous dance where he flops you about to make you forget about singing.

★ It’s probably more of a joke to him than something serious, and he takes it as you messing with him (not in a bad way). If you want to be truly romantic and sincere about your appreciation for him then this is not the way to do it.

Nadia

♠︎ “MC what are you doing?” Said with a raised eyebrow and an amused smile.

♠︎ Sits down and listens to you sing. Makes wavy-hand gestures at the cheesy lyrics, compliments you on your voice, has a fond twinkle in her eye the whole time.

♠︎ Listen, she definitely thinks it’s cheesy, but loves the gesture nonetheless.

Julian

♦︎ Starts laughing wildly the minute he recognizes the song.

♦︎ Sings loudly along until you are not so much serenading him as yelling out lyrics together.

♦︎ He thinks it’s really sweet but is embarrassed about it so he’d rather be silly. (Still, he smacks a big, fat smooch to your temple when you’re done singing)

Muriel

♣︎ Oh boy, immediate panic.

♣︎ He’s more blush than not the second you start singing to him, when he hears the lyrics he doesn’t know what to do with himself, poor guy.

♣︎ Probably covers his face and waits until it’s over. (though he definitely thinks about it constantly, and blushes every time he does.)

Portia

♥︎ Absolutely loves it.

♥︎ Stares at you with dewy eyes the whole time, thinks it’s the sweetest thing ever.

♥︎ She giggles wildly when she catches some particularly cheesy lyrics. She absolutely brags about you serenading her to everyone, all the time.

Lucio

▲Tries to play it cool but suddenly doesn’t know what to do with his hands (where the hell does one put their hands while being serenaded?!)

▲Totally serenades you back at some point, and tries to outdo you by bringing along a whole band.

▲He scoffs at the lyrics but he blushiinn.

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feelin-woozy · 5 years

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your account makes me nut ok so like go fuckin wild like just main 6 wild do you get my vibe

if u have a nut allergy stay away from my blog. I honestly just talk a lot abt nut in this post.

Asra

The mouth on this man is just,, something else. Like he can go from sweet talking you to just saying the most obscene things.

Really loves coming inside of you, loves watching it drip out of you, loves fingering you and commenting on the fact that his cum is inside of you. He just loves cum.

That extends to you if you’ve got a dick. He particularly loves when someone comes on his face.

Nadia

Loves edging. Loves to just eat you out // suck you off for as long as she pleases. Drawing you to the edge repeatedly till you’re begging her to get you off.

Just hh imagine coming and her swiping one of her perfectly manicured fingers through it and forcing you to eat your own cum.

She’s not crazy about you coming inside of her though, doesn’t like the feeling of it leaking out of her throughout the day. She would prefer you finish on her stomach or breasts.

Or on the flip side, having you eat her out till she tells you you’re done.

Loves to be stroking your hair or pulling it, depending on her mood.

Total domme, isn’t super into being submissive. Will do it occasionally though if that would make you happy.

Just loves to take care of you be it dominantly or softly.

Julian

Loves anything to do with receiving pain. A bit hesitant dishing it out but once he sees your into it, he’s all good.

He’s a sub leaning switch.

Not to @ myself but I have a huge thing for accents,, so just Julian dirty talking and his accent shining through just hhh

Totally into fucking in public, really just wants to fuck you in the bathroom of the Rowdy Raven or in an alley way.

Imagine you’re sitting at the table again after having fucked in the bathroom and Julian just leans down so his lips are pressed to your ear and asks you how it feels to have his cum leaking out of you.

Portia

Total hair puller // back scratcher.

Loves to wear lingerie, her favorite style are baby dolls. Pls just worship her when she’s all dolled up for you, eat out like she’s the last meal you’re ever gunna have.

Fucking loves watching you suck on her strap on, will brush the backs of her fingers along your cheek and tell you how good of a job you’re doing.

Likes to be spanked, she finds it therapeutic and thinks the bruises you leave on her ass to be very cute.

Loves the feeling of you finishing inside of her. Will wrap her legs around your waist so you won’t pull out.

Muriel

Loves both rough sex and soft sex equally.

Ride him while he’s in a sitting position so he can gently run his hands all over your body, pressing soft kisses to every expanse of flesh he can.

I imagine in general that Muriel likes to work with his hands, so just imagine him doing some leather working and making his own whip. Then shyly asking if he could use it on you.

One of his favorite things is fucking your throat with your head hanging off the bed. Just lives for seeing the outline of his cock in your throat.

Absolutely gets off on you being smaller than him.

Also filling you up with cum drives him wild. Will totally eat you out afterwards if you’re into that.

Lucio

Total brat no matter if he’s topping or bottoming.

He also has a disgusting mouth. Pretty sure he just likes hearing himself talk though. Seriously the only way to get him to shut the fuck up is to gag him.

Which by the way, he loves spider gags. Loves to have his throat fucked with one of those bad boys on.

Really loves to be humiliated. Bonus points if you’re in public and you begin to whisper filthy things into his ear and then shame him for getting turned on on public.

Loves when you walk in on him jacking off and he finishes on his stomach. Will have you come lick it off him.

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steponmepinkjun · 4 years

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Anywayyyyssss I really am feeling a Type Of Way about afab Asra rn and really wanna write some content.... so like if yall have any sweet or smutty ideas/requests...... Pls drop that Good Gushy Ushy Asra Pussy content in m'ask box 💦👄💗

#Asra has the gorilla grip and you can't front on that

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arcan-i-help-u · 5 years

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can i request headcanons for the main 6 with an mc who doesn’t have a good relationship with his family? i’ve been fighting with mine a lot lately and idk i just really need some comfort and love

comfort and love coming right up! having troubles with ur family is really hard, but pls remember that family issues don’t define you or who you can become, and there’s always someone who loves you (me! the person im talking about is me!!)

Asra

immediately adopts you into his own family

his parents invite you for tea even when asra isn’t around, and put in effort to have individual relationships with you

he is always there to cuddle when you don’t want to talk about it, but he is a really good listener

so many faust snuggles

Nadia

she is also a little distant from her family, it seems, so she can relate in some ways

insists that you will make your own family together

when things get really rough she’s happy to just hold you and be there for you

does little things to cheer you up, like having servants bring comfort food to your room and buying you expensive (but more importantly, comfy) clothing

Julian

I hope you’ve always wanted mazelinka to become ur grandma because….that’s happening, like it or not

usually he’ll try to distract you with drinking, dancing, (cough fucking cough cough) etc

he’ll plan elaborate dates to take your mind off things

if it’s just too much, he pulls you into bed and wraps his whole ass body around you

presses tiny kisses to your shoulder and talks about his dreams for your future family (he wants so, so, SO many kids)

Muriel

completely understands the isolation involved in family issues

insists that you’ll never be lonely again, that you’ll always have him

covers you in furs and snuggles you beside the fire, he isn’t much of a talker but you know his support is unwavering

secretly pissed that your family/anyone would dare upset you, but keeps it to himself

Portia

three words: cuddle cuddle cuddle

comforting cup of tea? she’s on it! your favorite sweets? she’s gotcha! blankets and pillows and snuggles? she’s your girl!

happy little pepi licks

she’s an amazing listener, nods along and affirms your frustrations, offers help when you need but mostly just lets you go off

imo fucking to distract runs in the devorak family but that’s just my opinion….

Lucio

ofc he understands better than anyone

briefly considers just “getting rid” of them (he can’t stand to see you upset) but decides against it almost immediately

instead he floods you with luxuries, your favorite lotions and new clothing and special calming bath salts

once offered to make valerius your servant so you could order him about, just to cheer you up

he throws extravagant parties in your name, pulls you out to the balcony to look out at the city in celebration and remind you how many people are supporting you

#lol lucio not understanding how to love without bring The Most Extra is my favorite hc #answered #the arcana #the arcane game #arcana hcs #asra alnazar #julian devorak #nadia satrinava #muriel #portia devorak #lucio #main six/mc

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getbacktoworknovice · 4 years

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Shipping Req : Cute Nonny™

Can i get a BNHA, The Arcana & Voltron (+Matt Holt winkwonk) matchup pls? I’m a 4”10 (imsoshort) bi girl w/ golden brown skin & long black box braids. ENFJ, Ravenpuff, Lawful Neutral, Ambivert, Aquarius. EXTREMELY sarcastic, witty & empathetic. Antisocial introvert at first but extroverted w/ the right people. Either the serious leader mom friend {therapist} or crackhead. Has anxiety, insomnia, trypophobia, handles others needs before own & holds in problems. This is just for my interests bc they couldn't fit LMAO. I love cheesy 80's movies, music (Conan Gray uwu), writing {apsiring journalist/lawyer here owo), reading (iamlebookworm), animals, anime, superheroes, fashion, volleyball, soccer, basketball, & swimming! i'm lowkey such a nerd & i love meeeeemes! thanks again! sorry if this was too much trouble haha! Thank you ily! ~ Cute Nonny™❤

For the Arcana, I ship you with...Asra~!

He’s a pretty introverted guy so having someone extroverted would be fun for him~ He loves your sarcastic wit and the way you get into your music and writing~ he likes lazy days so on those days you want to write and read he’ll make a nest of pillows a bowl of popcorn and join you, quietly reading himself and offering help if you need it~

For BNHA I ship you with Denki~

Denki loves his music and movies and will take any recommendations you have~ If you get anxious he’ll take you somewhere quiet and show you memes and funny videos on his phone to cheer you up~ He will totally be your practice partner for your sports and cheer you on at any games you go to~!

And for Voltron, i actually do ship you with Matt Holt~!

He’s an older brother so he has a bit of that mom energy, especially when it comes to his kid sister, so he gets the protective side of things all too well~ He’s also garbage at taking care of himself but will absoloutely make sure your taken care of, going out of his way to do nice or sweet things for you~ You gon have to yank on his ear and tell him to take better care of himself~ of course, he’s sarcastic too so he’ll probably say “You first!” XD

ty for your requests Cute Nonny~! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

#shipping req may 2020 #cute nonny tm #the arcana #the arcana game #voltron matt #matt holt #voltron #bnha denki #denki

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cela-astral-projection · 4 years

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I thought if I could touch this place or feel it. This brokenness inside me might start healing. Out here it's like I'm someone else, I thought that maybe I could find myself.

So I was fixing the tags on this from the app and it deleted the whole fic. Sorry, it wasn’t just a sappy-ass title. :( I hope someone likes the fic as much as this sad-ass Miranda Lambert song.

Celeste was in the clinic, back in the sluice room. She had just finished with a patient. Her last for the day. Julian was out on rounds, so it was quiet. Generally, at the end of the day, they would sit together and work charts, talk about patients, and get ready for tomorrow, dividing up tasks.

But, Julian was decidedly late. Generally, she could chalk that up to a chatty patient or something that needed a bit more time or attention. If it was a truly emergent situation, he would have her sent for. No, this was just...late.

As soon as she had completed the thought, the front door banged open. "Lovely, Sweetheart, Angel, Light of My Life!" Julian called out, sounding somewhat harried.

Celeste looked over her shoulder, fighting a smile. He was obnoxious, and she loved him for it. And he was laying it on thick. "Everything okay, Doc?" She called back.

"Uh...I don't think so." He said, sweeping into the sluice. He looked a bit disheveled. Celeste blinked, taking in the measure of him.

"What happened?" she asked, shaking the suds from her hands and turning away from the sink.

"Not sure. There was quite a commotion in the square. It was nearly a stampede. I got caught up." He was trying to straighten himself up. His shirt sleeve was torn, and the shirt itself was untucked. His hair was quite tousled, which was saying something.

"What do you mean, 'commotion'?" she said, striding past him, moving quickly to the front of the building, looking through the windows. Sure enough, the streets were slam packed, people pushing, shoulder to shoulder. Her eyes went wide. She yanked open the door and leaned out, looking out.

A royal guard was pushing up the street, against the fray, followed by her husband. Muriel, looking equal parts distressed and furious. The guard was calling out to her, but she couldn't hear him above the din of the crowd. Muriel caught her eyes, and she could see the panic.

When they had fought their way to her, Muriel kept moving up the street. He shouted, booming, that he was going to get the girls. They were in classes. She nodded, but she could feel her heart pounding. The guard pushed into the clinic.

"Forgive me, Mistress, but you are required at the palace, immediately." the man said, trying to catch his breath.

Julian was behind her, his hand on her shoulder. "What's happening?"

"The former Count has returned to the palace. He has demanded an audience." the man spoke plainly.

Celeste deflated a bit, and Julian stood close behind her, steadying her.

Everyone had been apprised of the situation, regarding Lucio and Celeste's shared heritage. In a compromise, she had agreed not to seek him out, but instead, wrote him a letter that detailed the nature of their relationship, and made her feelings abundantly clear. It had been an act of catharsis, and it helped keep their distance.

Apparently, age hadn't tempered Lucio's boundary issues.

Her mind raced. Muriel would have the girls. But, Asra was at the palace already. Helping entertain traveling diplomats at Nadia's request.

Seeing the panic on Celeste's face, the guard softened a bit. "I assure you, Mistress, that he is quite...subdued. Comparatively speaking."

They were ushered through back alleys, avoiding the throngs of people that clogged the main arteries of the city. Portia met them at the front gates. Everyone appeared to be unscathed, but there was certainly a panic on. Guards barricading people at the bottom of the path.

Portia simply looked annoyed.

"What happened, Pasha?" Julian asked, following after her.

"Apparently he swanned around town for a while. Word spread fast," she said, her voice edgy.

"I thought you had him monitored? How did he get into the city? Did he hurt people?" Celeste asked, concerned. It was one thing for Lucio to be somewhere out in the ether, someone else's problem, but the fact that he was back...

"It's been a long time, Cela. He's really not a threat...we thought we could get away with less frequent checks. He took the lapse in supervision as permission to come home." she replied. Her wife was somewhere in the palace, holed up with her ex-husband. It would be trying under ideal circumstances. But, with Lucio, circumstances were rarely ideal.

When the palace doors, Nadia stood stalk straight at the top of the stairs overlooking the foyer, flanked by Lucio. Waiting.

They descended as the trio crossed the foyer. Nadia joined Portia, looking on. Portia looked nervous, but Nadia was all composure. Nerves of steel.

To say that time had been kind to Lucio was an understatement. How old would he be, now? Much older than he appeared. There was rather more white in his golden hair than there had been when last they had seen him, but it blended in beautifully. His appearance was more natural. He was not opulently adorned, his clothing more like the old portraits of a roguish young Mercenary, not the Count of Vesuvia. His alchemical arm still glittered, reflecting the light.

Apparently, his banishment had not quite been as hellish as Celeste had imagined. He was elegant. Regal. Composed. But, it did not temper her fear. It was still Lucio.

Lucio stood, towering over Celeste, appraising her. She waited for the blow. A sharp word. Something. Anything. His eyes still stained red, were rimmed by fine lines. He seemed softer.

He smiled at her. He smiled. A kind, genuine smile.

Celeste took a step back, searching his face. She couldn't trust what her eyes were seeing.

Julian looked equally shocked. "Lucio?" he implored, his eyes raking over his former employer's face, his body.

"It's good to see you too, Jules," Lucio said, his voice coy. He knew he had everyone on edge. And he reveled in it, a bit.

It was good to see them. All of them. Something he never thought he would admit, even to himself. He had loved Vesuvia. Truly, truly loved Vesuvia. He loved everyone here, in his way. These years of separation had pained him. Sobered him.

He had spent so much time being bitter. Scheming, planning. Plans that never came to fruition. And, even in his exile, his sweet Noddy had indulged him. Making sure he was well supplied. It was more than he deserved, but he had grown to truly appreciate her giving spirit with time and distance.

And he had built a life of his own. Made friends. Real friends. He had taken lovers. He was finally a man. Not a child. Truly beloved and embraced by his friends.

After years of being so embraced, it was hard to see these faces. This fear. He understood it. He could live with it. He would try to fix it if he could.

He sighed and produced a letter, extending it to Celeste between sharp fingertips. "Is it true?" he implored, gentle.

She didn't know what to make of that tone. Celeste stiffened, but nodded, making a noise of confirmation.

"So, you're Verner's daughter," he said, more statement than a question. "I don't see it, but...it makes sense." He stopped, contemplating what to say. "Verner was a good man. What I remember of him, anyway."

Celeste's eyes went wide. Did he remember her father? She hadn't considered that to be a possibility.

"Aedan looked like Verner. Aric. I... didn't see it, then. I was...preoccupied. To say the least." He said. He sounded genuinely contrite about it. "Aedan was a friend. You were always a flighty little pain in the ass. Had Valdemar in my business all the time, complaining about you. But...Aedan always got me. He always put up with me."

Asra appeared at the top of the stairs, taking them two at a time. He strode past Nadia and Lucio, wrapping his arm around Celeste's waist. His jaw was set and his eyes were hard. Magic and protection radiating off of him.

Lucio blinked, and a wicked grin spread across his features. "Oh, Jules. I thought she was your girl, the way you came in together. Unless you're sharing with Asra, here." He winked. "Linnea, maybe we are closer family than I thought. It seems like something I'd pull, too."

Asra made to speak, but Celeste nudged him, shaking her head. Not quite willing to open that can of worms and indulge him.

They stood in tense silence, unsure of what to do next.

Celeste sighed. "You didn't know, did you? That we were family? I mean...I have seen what you have done to your own blood. I can't imagine we would have been permitted to stay or...live. If you'd known."

Lucio shook his head. "Maybe I did. Aedan was pretty transparent about some things. The gifts he'd give. The stories he'd tell. When we were together it felt like...home." He appraised her. "I don't think I ever would have got it from you. You avoided me like the pl--... " he stopped, considering his verbiage. "You generally sent Julian in your place if you were summoned."

Julian made a noise. He didn't remember, either, but that did amuse him, somewhat. She was pushing him around for years, apparently. No wonder she was so good at it.

"It was Morga. She sent us to watch out for you," she said. That was a point of anger for her. Morga, who had put her and Muriel through such hell the first time she recalled meeting her, had been pulling the strings the whole time. She had respected Morga. Grieved her. She couldn't reconcile this information.

"Yeah, mom was about as subtle as a brick to the face. So, I guess...she did a good job with this one. Either that or she just knew I wasn't paying close enough attention to catch on." He considered for a moment. "Probably the latter."

Asra pulled a face. Was he really, truly owning up to his stupidity? Knock him over with a feather. What the hell was happening, here?

Nadia cleared her throat. "We're lingering in the foyer. Let us take refuge in the great hall. The servants will have dinner prepared. Some of us have traveled far to be in attendance today."

Asra scoffed. "You'll excuse me if I decline to eat with Lucio." he bit out. "We have a bad track record with his dinner parties if you'll recall."

Julian coughed, fighting back a laugh.

Lucio narrowed his eyes but didn't respond.

Nadia didn't bat an eyelash. She simply sighed. "All the same, you are all guests here. Come, sit. Drink."

Everyone knew better than to truly decline her hospitality. Awkward as the prospect may be.

They came to the banquet hall and took seats. Serving staff stood in the periphery, all looking rather nervous. Celeste imagined this was quite an event. The fallen Count, the source of so many stories, in their midst once more.

Asra leaned over to her and spoke, low. "Did Muriel get to the girls?" She nodded. At least, as far as she knew, he had. It made sense that Asra would have had guards collect him and send him to the children as a precaution. Why he wasn't there, now. Keeping them as far away from the palace as possible. Lucio was generally considered a loose cannon.

But, he didn't seem like a threat. He seemed...normal. That was information she wasn't sure how to process. The last months had been full of little revelations like this. It was an onslaught of new emotions. Building a narrative out of nothingness. Gaining a new context for every aspect of her life.

She reached out to grab the wine glass. She considered it for a moment and set it back down. Asra's words reverberating through her mind. As much as she'd like to be drunk for this...they truly did have a poor history with Lucio and dinner parties. Julian seemed equally reluctant to partake, eyes darting around the room.

Lucio had no such compunction. "Gods, Noddy. I think things have only gotten better. It's true. Distance does make the heart grow fonder."

It was the first time they had seen Nadia's veneer crack a bit. She closed her eyes and breathed a sigh. Her eyelids fluttered a bit, and she seemed to be struggling. Unsure of what to say.

Portia chimed in, reaching out to grab Nadia's hand, running her thumb over her knuckles reassuringly. "Nothing but the best, here. As you will remember."

Lucio eyed them and gave a nod of approval. "And good for you two. Congrats," he said, raising his glass. "I always knew you had it in you, Noddy. Glad to know the legacy of taking the help to bed didn't die with me."

Portia and Julian were both on their feet, spluttering, furious. Nadia's hand was on her forehead. Pained. Lucio laughed, putting his hands up in resignation. "Good to know that you're all as humorless as ever," he said, grinning from ear to ear. "I am serious. I'm happy for you. You look happy. Cheers."

The redheads settled, still tense. Julian's jaw was set. Portia's eyes fixed on him. They were both flushed scarlet.

Celeste and Asra gave silent, sympathetic glances. Asra had her hand under the table, squeezing it firmly.

"We would have taken a letter, Lucio. You didn't need to come." Celeste said, watching him.

"Oh, I wanted to come. I wanted to see you for myself," he replied, eyes fixed on hers. "I almost didn't believe it. But...I see it. You have my mother written all over your face." His gaze turned to Asra. "Do her eyes do that thing when she's pissed? Go gold?"

Asra tensed, but he nodded. He turned to Celeste. "You want to pull out the party trick? I think he'll probably appreciate it even less than Muriel."

She furrowed her brow, wondering if Asra was serious. He was. She drew a deep breath, and closed her eyes, turning her face back to Lucio. When her eyes opened, they were that same gold. Her face was hard. She spoke in Morga's voice. "If you wish to make up for your many shortcomings, you'd better start now."

Lucio's eyes went wide and he flailed a bit. "Oh, fuck." he spat, color draining from his face.

She made a noise in her throat. She felt as if Morga had given her strength. She settled back into herself, but her eyebrow was lifted, challenging Lucio.

He smoothed his hand over his chest, trying to catch his breath, steady his breathing. And of course, she'd pick that ominous statement. His shortcomings.

He took a deep breath, bearing up against the fear that she had stricken him with. Trying to find words. "You are...correct. My shortcomings are...numerous." he started. His eyes fell. He deflated a bit. "I don't expect forgiveness. I don't know that I can earn that. But...I'm not who I was."

His eyes went to Nadia. "You granted me grace. You gave me a home and an opportunity to start over. And I fought it for years. I wanted to take Vesuvia back. I wanted to overthrow you but...I couldn't. I didn't have anyone. Nobody was coming for me. I was defeated. I had to learn how to behave. How to work with people. How to fend for myself. I couldn't turn to Mercenary's work. The patrols you had on me made me learn how to live with myself. I had to seek people out and...treat them well. And they listened to me. They were kind to me. I...didn't know what to do with that. I still don't." he stopped. "But I'm learning. I am better, now. I promise you that."

Asra softened a bit, but he was still skeptical. "And what do you expect us to do with that information? Lucio...we all know you. You're a murderer. You enslaved people. You separated children from their parents. You were a literal vessel for the Devil." he said, rapid-fire. "What do you hope to gain, coming here? Do you want your power back? Do you want to try again with the Arcana? What can you do here that couldn't have been accomplished with a simple letter?"

Lucio shook his head. He tensed a bit, but, his words were patient, accepting Asra's frustration and anger. "I needed to see her. I needed to see Aedan's sister. I needed to know if there was a chance to have..." he stopped himself and took a deep breath. Unsure if he wanted to admit it out loud. "...another opportunity. Another chance at family."

He bit his lip, and his eyes welled a bit. Everyone else was a bit taken back by the show of emotion. Unsure of what to make of it. It seemed genuine.

Lucio continued. "I have singlehandedly destroyed or lost everyone who ever cared for me. I know where the blame falls. I can take responsibility for that, now. But, when I understood what I had done to you, Linnea. That you had died. And that you came back. And I...I stole your body from you. You, my last living relative. I destroyed our family. I killed you. I killed our Aedan." Tears did fall. He swallowed hard, trying to compose himself. "And you're here. And you...sent that letter. You gave me another chance. I can't thank you enough for that."

Celeste softened, and she felt her face go hot, and knew that tears were not far behind. The rest of the attending dinner guests stared on, disbelieving.

"När djävulen växer gammal blir han religiös ." Montag said, his voice soft. When the devil grows old, he becomes religious.

Celeste's eyes went wide, something snapping into place. "Bättre sent än aldrig." She said, not sure where the words were coming from. Her head swam.

Better late than never.

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