The Thot Goatman

This is a crack Ask/RP sideblog for Count Lucio from The Arcana. Non-selective, literate, multi-shiper. Ask: Open. Magic Anon: none. Memes: Accepting

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((Heyo, is this fandom still active? Stopped playing arcana for a long while but I’ll catch up if theres some people around that would like a Lucio to write with.))

[doctor-ilya-devorak]

((If you’re still interested in doing an RP, I’m active. I forgot about my blog until recently.))

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((omg hi! yes I’m here if you wanna write!))

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((Heyo, is this fandom still active? Stopped playing arcana for a long while but I’ll catch up if theres some people around that would like a Lucio to write with.))

[ellenah]

trying to get back into drawing after uh three years with the dear consul who had my heart at wine

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people-of-vesuvia​:

Julian removed his button black shirt and folds it carefully, glancing over at him with a grin. “Kinky, didn’t know you liked involving your people in such intimate moments.” He teased, grabbing his silk red robe and walked over, looking him over like a feast. “Lucio, I’ve been watching you for some time now and from what I can tell, your people won’t notice or care if you went missing for a few days.” He locked eyes with him, “A few days alone with me, is all I need to have you craving me~”

The count was very stubborn and a spoiled brat, his servants and courtiers would be glad to have a break from him. So when the vampire pointed it out Lucio looked away in embarrassment with no snide comeback in response. He pouted and looked back to the vampire. “So you aren’t going to kill me?...” Lucio asked. The way Julian was talking was like this was supposed to be some foreplay, it was strangely exciting.

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people-of-vesuvia​:

“Blackmail? Why would I want to force myself on such a throne when…” He leaned in, lightly biting Lucio’s shoulder and having his fangs graze the skin. “You can give it to me willingly, It make me very happy.” He moved off him and tied Lucio’s hands to the bed post, he couldn’t just let the escape be easy. “Why don’t you sleep off that alcohol? I want you fully aware of what I have planned for you~” glanced over and winks with a smirk.

Lucio glared at the vampire when his hands were successfully tied this time. “Like hell I will!” He shuddered at the gentle bite that was almost teasing. The count was so very confused. “You are going to be in so much trouble when I get out of here. My people will come looking for me and when they find you you’re gunna be tied to a post and left in the sun.”

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people-of-vesuvia​:

Julian allowed himself to be touched and smirked at how riled up the man is, the blood pumping through his body and that delicious heart at work. “It wouldn’t be fun if I made you, my thrall~” he grabbed Lucio’s prosthetic arm and with one twist, he broke it without so much as moving.

“Imagine what the people will say if they… Saw you on your knees and begging for my attention~” he quickly flipped them over, straddling while keeping Lucio on his stomach. “Your precious kingdom wouldn’t like it if they saw you begging, while I sit on your throne.” He smirked, pressing himself fully on the man’s back.

He watched as the vampire snapped his arm at the wrist and broke the hand right off. Thankfully this alchemy prosthetic was made to be durable and the magic it was enchanted with simply brought the pieces back together. But Lucio was already on his stomach pinned down on the bed with the weight of the vampire on the small of his back. “Is that your plan? Blackmail me if I don’t submit to you?” Lucio asked and attempted to struggle, grabbing at whatever was on the bed. “The town hates you vampires, there would be a mob with torches and steaks before they’d allow you to replace me.”

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people-of-vesuvia​:

“The name’s Julian~” The vampire sneered, climbing onto the bed and laid next to Lucio. Propped up on one elder while carefully and cautiously using his free hand to caress the man’s chest, Julian wanted to do everything to him. “And you are intoxicated, I prefer my meal to be fully aware.” He leaned in close so his hot breathe is against the man’s exposed neck, his hands moving up to push and tie his prey’s hands together with a red ribbon but careful as to not damage any vains.

Lucio was entranced by the vampire climbing onto the bed with him that at first he didn’t notice what Julian was doing with his hands. But then the vampire’s words triggered his brain to start working. “I’m not gunna be your meal.” He said and yanked his prosthetic out of the vampire’s grip and grabbed his throat. Lucio didn’t have the golden armor and talon currently on but he could still grip the vampire tightly.

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people-of-vesuvia​:

Vampires. That was the word to describe a person that craved blood, that enjoyed the thrill of the hunt and bit anyone that were caught off guard. The smell of fear caused one vampire to shiver with delight, watching from the rooftops at the poor fool that stumbled.

Oh the mortal didn’t fear but he gave off something that caught the vampire’s attention, causing him to follow with interest and desire. The vampire wanted to pin that delicious, exposed body against a wall in a dark alley and thrive in tasting every drop of blo-

“Fairies?” He muttered curiously, he moved in to see just how drunk the man is. “I’ll have you eat those words, brat.” He moved in close and snarled into the drunk’s ear, grabbing his arm and vanishing into the night. With his victim.

Within a blink of an eye, The vampire dropped the man on a bed of silk red sheets. The lights flickering from the large candles in the room, giving the vampire a more fierce appearance.

Lucio’s eyes widened when he heard the snarl just behind him and he grabbed his sword sheathed on his hip. But being yanked so hard he dropped both the sword and the bottle shattered on the ground. The count couldn’t even voice protest as they were practically teleported with how fast the vampire moved. Next thing he knew he was tossed onto a rather nice bed but it wasn’t his own.

He propped himself up on his elbows, his shirt open exposing his toned chest and face flushed pink from all the drinking he had been doing.  Hazel grey eyes gazed up at the tall figure standing at the foot of the bed. There was no mistaking him, ghostly pale skin, red eyes, pointed ears, and fangs. This was a vampire. Lucio’s heart was pounding, there was a bit of fear but he couldn’t help but admire how attractive a creature of the night could be.

“Well hello tall, pale and sexy.” Lucio said with a cocky grin. “If you wanna drink from me you’ll probably going to get shit-faced with how much alcohol I got in me.” He stated with a drunken giggle and flopped back on the bed.

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Lucio was an incredibly stubborn man. He didn’t listen to the warning of going out at night, vampires hunted at this hour of the night but he didn’t care. The count wanted to go out and have fun so he headed out into the night and went to the pub. A few drinks in Lucio had a good buzz but the crowd wasn’t right, a dozen or so people just sticking together so they aren’t a target for the vampires. A bunch of cowards they were! Taking a bottle for the road Lucio headed out into the night to wander around town. The roads were nearly empty, a few terrified souls hurrying to get home and hide but there was also the feeling of being watched. Lucio of course wasn’t scared of some blood sucker, in fact he was drunkenly rambling on with taunts to any vampires who might be listening.

“I’d like to see any of you blood suckers try to bite my neck. I’ll -hic- run you through before you can get close!” The count called out. “You’re all a bunch of night fairies is what you are!”

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Forgot to upload these here, oopsie!

The new seasonal tale was really fun! These two share a single braincell but Julian has it most of the time-

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Anyone out there?

Want to write with you people. This blog has been kinda dead. Haven’t had any rps in awhile and wanna try and write again. Give this post a like/reblog if you want a random starter.

[miel-1411]

For @ask-count-lucio :3

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“Still alive.”

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The new swimsuit sprites for the main 6 in the beach tale extracted from the game files because I wanted a good view of everyone's legs without the textbox covering them.

[ceterus]

Dr. Julian Devorak

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magicthottie​:

Asra scattered the rest of the seed, just watching the peacocks graze quietly. They were gorgeous, honestly. He could almost see the appeal. Though he wasn’t one to buy animals, really. “They do look soft,” he agreed.

“Allium?” he suggested, gaze sliding to the other female. It was regal enough.

Lucio smiled at the suggestion and nodded in agreement. “It’s perfect, she does have more purple and blue in her feathers. Allium and Nightshade, Gardenia and...” He stared at the white male came over to eat and shivered as he fanned out his big beautiful tail that was speckled with yellow, this male doing it to show off rather than be aggressive as it didn’t seem to care if the hen were near him or not. 

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magicthottie​:

Asra couldn’t help but laugh, eyes crinkling in amusement as the Count was knocked on his royal ass. The peacock seemed unbothered by the encounter, attention turning elsewhere.

Asra stood back up again, smile on his lips again. “Nightshade is a good name. He’s just protective. He was just defending his family.” Probably. Or he was just angry from the long journey. Either way, he hadn’t enjoyed Lucio in his personal space. “It is. Time, space, and treats, I think. Then maybe you’ll win them over.”

He nodded in agreement. “I’ve tamed many animals, these guys will be no problem.” Lucio tossed out more seed further in front of him and watched as the white and gold pair came over to eat. “Just a bit sad I can’t get close to them right now, they look so soft.” He said whistfully but would give the birds their space.

“You got any ideas for naming the rest? I’m thinking Gardenia for the female white one.”