Chapters: 14/?
Fandom: The Arcana (Visual Novel)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Major Character Death
Relationships: Apprentice/Julian Devorak, Apprentice/Lucio (The Arcana), Julian Devorak/Lucio (The Arcana), Apprentice/Julian Devorak/Lucio (The Arcana), Nadia (The Arcana)/Original Female Character(s), Lucio/Nadia (The Arcana)
Characters: Julian Devorak, Lucio (The Arcana), Lucio Morgasson, Montag Morgasson - Character, Apprentice (The Arcana), Nazali Satrinava, Nadia Satrinava, Nadia (The Arcana), Original Female Character(s), Valdemar (The Arcana), Volta (The Arcana), Vulgora (The Arcana), Vlastomil (The Arcana), The Devil | Lucio's Patron (The Arcana), Count Spada, Asra (The Arcana), Salim Alnazar, Aisha Alnazar
Additional Tags: Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Friends to Enemies, Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Polyamory, Blood, Injury, Mild Gore, Canon-Typical Violence, Romance, Slow Burn, Gender-Neutral Apprentice (The Arcana), Julian's POV, Lucio's POV, mentions of amputation, Sexual Tension, Sexual Content, Alcohol, Plague, Pre-Red Plague (The Arcana), Red Plague (The Arcana), Collar play, Threesome, Character Death, Graphic Depictions of Illness, Grief/Mourning, Depression, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism
Chapter Summary: Lucio jolts awake, back in his own room, a sliver of pale moon light creeping through the curtains. As the Apprentice collapses into his waiting arms, Lucio kisses the top of their head. He breathes in their gentle scent, lets it wash over him. Allows it to make him forget all the trouble this mischievous Apprentice has put him through these last several weeks. Julian’s touch still lingers on his skin, his husky voice echoing in his ears. Lucio’s bed feels like it’s missing someone, because it is missing someone. As his mind mulls over the dream journey he’s just returned from, those words pull at his tongue. I love you, he wants to cry out, You and Jules. But they stick to his throat, get trapped in the back of his mouth. When he’s sure the Apprentice has fallen fast asleep, he rises from bed and stares out at the moon above, fingers toying with the sun suspended around his neck, wondering if Julian is in Akash, gazing up at the same sky.
In the couple of weeks following the Masquerade, life is once again filled with joy. Though mornings and afternoons are lonely, save Mercedes, Melchior, and occasionally Brundle, Lucio’s evenings and nights are filled with the Apprentice. Languid hours are spent lounging in the gardens under the vivid colors of the sunset, Lucio’s hands roving underneath the threads of the magician's clothes. At night, their soft sighs and twittering laughs fill his bedchambers. And when he dreams, he dreams of them and of Julian.
These dreams are always pleasant. It astounds Lucio to actually be able to see Julian, the real Julian, in a dreamworld. Or magical world. Or whatever. The Apprentice explained it in detail once, but it went in one ear and out the other. Regardless, Lucio feels a bit like things are back to some sense of normalcy. Julian is as effervescent as always, though a bit wearier. He thanks Lucio over and over again for sending more help to Akash.
“Well, it’s much appreciated,” Julian goes on, a sparkle in his grey eyes that Lucio hasn’t seen in a while. It gives the Count a little thrill to see the doctor so happy with him. A reminder that Julian looks up to him, relies on him, needs him. Without Lucio’s help, Julian would be utterly overwhelmed. Lucio is his savior, something he hasn’t felt as of late. The last couple months, Julian has seemed- distant . Like he doesn’t want much to do with Lucio, unless it’s for pleasures of the flesh. With this gesture of good faith, the Count hopes his roguish companion will go back to his normal self...
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