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[firent-fae]

do you have a list of what you will and won’t write about? as in what’s off limits and what you’re comfortable with

Hey! Thanks for asking :) I’m just going to cover general guidelines, since I probably should have done this much sooner…

「Guidelines」

Updated - April 2026

General Guidelines:

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While I am a 21+ user, I can’t regulate the ages of those visiting the blog, so let’s keep this a safe space in and out of the comments.

If you want to be unhinged, you can find me on ao3. I’m more lax there - @firent_fae

Inbox Queue:

I typically go through my inbox in the order that requests come in. In time, I’ll answer. With that said, it may take me some time (like a few months). I don’t have plans to close my ask box because you guys generate good ideas! If you want a request completed sooner, please mention it in the ask. I’ll move it up in the queue.

If I ever decline, I mean no disrespect. It either didn’t follow the guildlines, or I didn’t trust myself to address it appropriately, especially if it’s a serious topic. Everyone should have boundaries. 🫶

Request Guidelines:

Genre: Horror, fantasy, modern, AU… anything is fine!

Topics: Any topic is welcomed - serious or silly. I’m a fan of information, so I enjoy researching unfamiliar topics. Never be worried about making a request. It won’t anger or offed me. The worse that can happen is I’ll say no or rephrase the question.

Dark Content: (harm, EDs, mental health, violence, etc.) I’m okay with discussing these types of topics in a general sense. However, I won’t go into graphic detail, and I won’t write anything that encourages or glorifies it. If it’s in there just to make the story “cool” or “dramatic”, then it’s not happening. There needs to be a reason for it, and it needs to be discussed tastefully. For example, I’ll talk about struggles MC/M6 could face due to mental health, but I won’t write about toxic or abusive pairings. If anything is serious enough, I’ll put trigger warnings in the title.

Romance Content: I won’t write anything that’s explicit or NSFW. I will write sensual, non-explicit content, like love language, general affection, physical attraction, kisses, etc. A safe estimate would be PG-13.

Controversial Content: Spirituality, sexuality, politics, stuff like that… I’m open to exploring these topics, again, in a general sense. The Arcana is a really rich world, so I feel it’s a bit of a disservice to not explore it. However, I don’t want to turn it into a fight, nor do I want any person or group of people to face any sort of negativity or harm. I’ll definitely be more careful in choosing what and how I write. For this type of content, I’ll ask that the setting remain in the original Arcana world, instead of a modern AU. Let’s keep it fictional.

Your OC’s: Yes, please! I’m always happy to write about your OC’s, so please, ask away. I’m open to non-apprentice MC content as well, since my own main MC is a non-apprentice. For more personal requests, just DM me.

Side Characters: Yes, please! I’m happy to write for them.

Abstract: I don’t see this happen much in fanfiction, but I just want to put it out there… I’m open to writing about deep character analysis, sociology of Vesuvia, linguistics in the Arcana world, countries outside of Vesuvia, how the magic would work… If I could daydream for a living, I would. I would be happy to share my thoughts on abstract topics.

Non-Headcanon Prompts: These are welcome! I’m happy to write a blurb off of a prompt. It just might take me more time.

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[firent-fae]

Your fics are pretty great lmao 👍

By any chance, could you do an MC who...

Very specifically has a thief ferret for a familiar who's name is 'Bastard'.

And the M6 didn't even know the latter part until MC yells it out in anger one day

Also MC did not mean to name the ferret 'Bastard', but ever since they first called it that it is the only name it responds to.

Thank you! I love ferrets with all my heart. They are giant, silly land noodles.

The Arcana Headcanons 「Bastard the Ferret Familiar」

Asra

The bellow nearly shook Asra out of their shoes.

Honestly, he thought you were yelling at a customer, because truthfully, some of them deserve it.

Who’s the lucky winner - Asra needs to know. They’re nosey, as well as concerned. Peeking his head out of the reading room, the shop is empty, spare you and the fuzzy little familiar wriggling in your embrace. Asra blinks.

“Who’s the bastard?” he asks. At the sound of Asra’s call, the creature breaks from your hold and scurries to his side. Asra blinks again.

As the pieces fall into place - truly - this is the best day of his life. A magician with a rogue ferret named ‘Bastard’ - it’s the most inane and insane creation the universe could have birthed. There is no one more perfect for him.

Julian

He was wondering about the sudden uptick in Malak’s swearing.

“Seems like you were just calling for a friend.”

He was also wondering why you had a propensity for the word ‘bastard’. Surely, everyone’s foul mouth has a preference, but the word didn’t always fall from your lips like a curse. Sometimes it seemed soft, almost beloved.

“Why did you give them such a name?”

“That’s all the little guy responds to,” you explain. Julian raises a brow as he watches Bastard scuttle across the floor with one of his socks.

“Suits them.”

Nadia

“We can’t have you yelling such things across the palace, love. That is how rumors start.”

She's trying not to laugh, because really, she's not above the crude irony. Nonetheless, she’s fighting to rebuild a public image post-Lucio, which is no easy feat. She’s locked herself and Portia in a room for the day to try to find any other name that Bastard will respond to.

“Maybe it just happens to sound like their real name,” Portia suggests.

“What word sounds like Bastard?”

“Umm… mustard?”

Needless to say, it’s unsuccessful. However, contrary to her worries, the people turn out to love Bastard and the story that comes with them. Is this the greatest publicity stunt Nadia has ever pulled off? Quite possibly…

Muriel

Of course.

Of course, you would have a ferret familiar named Bastard.

Muriel’s life has turned drastically upside down from anything he’s ever expected. Certainly, most of the change was for the better, but he can’t deny that life is weird.

“This…” he mumbles as your ferret tries to pick a fight with his toe. “Yeah, this tops it.”

I mean, it is what it is in Muriel’s world. Despite the change, he wouldn’t have life, or you, or Bastard any other way. Truly, the absurdity brings a rare smile to his face.

Portia

Well, if you’re going to offer her a cake then why not add sprinkles? This is a golden opportunity, and Portia isn’t wasting it. Depending on her mood, she’s tacking on a bit of pizzazz.

Little Bastard for when they're cute. Precious Bastard for when they cuddle her at night. Stinky Bastard for when they snub her kisses. And Nasty Bastard for when they get into her garden.

The list is endless and ever-growing. Honestly, I feel like Bastard is a familiar made for Portia. One could say that Pepi is a bit jealous because of this and has a name for Bastard of her own…

Lucio

At first, he got mad because he thought you were calling him a bastard. It wouldn’t be the first time someone did that. After your explanation, he settled surprisingly well.

“Oh, I give people names like that all the time.”

“No, Lucio, not like that…”

He thinks it’s funny, but Bastard is truly too tame for the creature. I sense that the relationship between Lucio and Bastard is a bit like a cat and mouse. Lucio is always chasing Bastard, and Bastard is always stealing his cheese (literally).

As a result, with each new insult delivered by the furry felon, Lucio offers a new nickname. While each is terribly colorful, they are all full of love because at the end of the day, Lucio can be a bit of a menace himself.

[firent-fae]

Not the divorce anon, but that prompt made me sad, so... How 'bout M6 and MC reconciling after a divorce/break-up?

Okay! Time to fix this mess lol 😬

The Arcana Headcanons 「M6 and MC Reconciling after Break-up/Divorce」

Asra

Asra avoided Vesuvia for a long while, and despite his usual carefree confidence, he was terrified to return. He wasn’t afraid to find you, rather he was afraid how he would find you.

They could never quite shake the lapping waters of the Lazaret…

The figures and faces around him begin to haze. All Asra can see is you. It was a relief to see you bobbing and weaving through the market, and it was a miracle to feel your arms wrap around them again like all those other shared mornings.

The exhale that leaves him is nearly painful in its release. Emotions rattle through him like a winter gale, shuddering every bone in his body. A fire ignites in their chest, hot enough to bring tears to their eyes. He holds onto you like an anchor through the blaze.

“Let’s go home, Asra,” you whisper, tucking a curl behind their ear.

That beautiful lavender gaze is blushed and glassy, Asra runs his fingers down your cheek, lashes fluttering when you lean into the touch.

“Yes, let’s go home, dear heart.”

Julian

Julian feels like he’s been living under water. He can’t quite make out the faces around him, and he can’t quite hear who’s called his name. Your presence in the doorway reels him back. It’s as if someone has thrown the hourglass at the wall. Sand scatters across the floor, and time gets lost within every nook and cranny of the wood.

Julian steps forward cautiously, afraid to disrupt the dream.

When his hands indeed find flesh and bone… when his fingers smooth over those familiar patterns and textures… when the warmth doesn’t flee from his cold embrace… he drops to his knees.

“I love you,” he whispers.

“I love you, too,” you answer, carding your fingers through his hair. He whines and buries his face into your waist.

When he finds your lips once more, it seems like the tides have finally receded.

Nadia

Everything is too loud. The footsteps down the empty halls echo like gunfire, and the scritch of her pen stings like a crack of lightning. It splits her head open and makes her hands shake, and the face in the doorway nearly tears the universe itself in half.

“Why are you here?” she startles. You smile small, shifting your gaze towards the open window.

“I think the better question is - why did I ever leave?”

A wave of vertigo passes over her that makes her sway in her seat. She shuts her eyes, and once it passes, she finds that you’ve moved to a place beside her.

“Heavens, I missed you,” she says, rising.

Both timid, your hands slowly inch across space to draw one another closer. When your bodies meet, Nadia sighs into you, pressing her forehead against yours. A gentle hum fills her ears and silences the rest of the world.

Muriel

“What do you want?” he asks.

If it sounds cold, it’s because truly, he has turned to stone. A deeply etched frown… a wickedly stepped posture… and not a sign of life in his eyes. Yet, there is something that still moves.

Slowly, cautiously, you approach and sit beside him. Muriel gazes down at you, and here, you find it. A shimmer of light that rustles his lashes like the wind through the leaves.

“I want you, Muri, if you’ll have me.”

Something strikes him that tenses his entire body. Muriel hangs his head until his hair covers his face.

“Just forget me.”

You hush him, cradling his cheeks in the palm of your hands. “I don’t want to forget you.”

His eyes pass dazedly over your features - your eyes, your nose, and finally landing on your lips. When you kiss, a gale passes through him that rattles the light in his eyes and spills it over.

Portia

Her breath is coming fast and strong and hot. The footsteps pound against her ears in equal rhythm with the blood.

Portia feels like she’s been chasing mirages and shadows through her garden for a millennia, and she’ll continue to chase for a millennia longer if it means she’ll find what she’s after.

You haunt her every dream, every nightmare. This is not the life she wanted, and she will fight heaven and earth itself in accepting it. Whether it is determination or delusion, she no longer knows, yet she cannot stop running.

Then, something meets her. The midair collision sends her flying, completely stealing the wind out of her. The back of Portia’s head meets the garden’s dirt, and for a moment, all she can see is the sun.

Until a very, very familiar outline blocks out the light.

“Are you okay?” It asks.

She blinks. “Is it really you?”

“Sweetheart…” the voice calls her.

A brief wail escapes her. “Why did you run?”

“I…” you hesitate. “I was afraid…”

Without thinking, Portia’s hands lunge up to bring you to her. You kiss her cheek and melt into the embrace. Flush against you, she doesn’t hide the tremors that begin to overtake her.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you to come home.”

Lucio

A part of Lucio died by his own hand the night you left. He cut it off like rot and thought that if he dug far enough, maybe he’d eradicate the rest of the infection that caused you to leave, as well as the part of him that still cared that you left.

Lucio is only half the man he was, and you know there is nothing on earth that could call him back. You know that a part of him doesn’t want to be back. And given his life, you can’t blame him.

“Lucio,” you start, “I promised you for better or for worse, and I didn’t keep that promise. I’m sorry.”

He looks at you with a glazed, dimmed stare. Not a bone in his body will budge, nonetheless his mind screams at him to move. The war is evident in his features, and eventually his feeble form collapses beneath the struggle. He hangs his head.

“I don’t deserve you staying.”

Lucio senses your presence draw closer and allows your hands to move for him. You nestle them against your hips and bring your own to rest behind his neck. When you place your ear against his chest, it seems his heart has not changed. It beats just as steady and strong.

“You didn’t deserve me leaving, Lucio.”

[firent-fae]

Main 6 HC Request: how do you think they would take and react to MC wanting a divorce? (maybe after an argument or so)

Heyo! OUch this one hurted 🤕 oops! Enjoy (?)

The Arcana Headcanons 「MC Wanting a Divorce」

Asra

You need to pause because his pretty head nearly hit the ceiling.

Asra has gone to hell and back to bring you to life, but he in no way holds that against you. They love you and will always love you, even if it means they have to let you go. At the end of the day, he’s not entitled to be your beloved. The sacrifice was his choice, and he’d never want to use that as a chokehold to keep you close.

They’ll give you space to process if a divorce is what you really want. The space also serves as a means to pull themself together, as ugly demons have reared their heads once more. A small part of them questions if this is what he truly deserves after all he put you through. He doesn’t want any possible self-resentment or wayward anger within himself to join forces and end something that could have been saved.

If you still decide you want a divorce, they’ll oblige. In the least, I think he’d want to remain friends. You’ve always been special to him, and that’s independent of your relationship. However, if you really want nothing to do with them, then I don’t think they can’t look at the Vesuvian skyline for a long while without an ache in their chest.

Julian

He’s holding it together better than you’d suspect, but that’s mostly due to the shock.

Julian really thought he had eternity with you, but once again, he’s finally pushed someone away to the point where they won’t come back. It certainly does a number on his psyche. He will ask for a second chance. He may beg if the situation raises enough panic within him. If you offer such an opportunity, he will not take it for granted. The experience has chilled him to the bone.

However, if you’re adamant, he will relent, but I don’t think Julian ever truly gives up. While there is no lingering affinity, there is a part of Julian’s heart that still breaks for all of his lovers. You, though, were different. His heart will not stop breaking for you, nor will it stop yearning.

Nadia

Nadia gives the argument a day to settle before reaching a verdict. If your desire persists, she is cordial about the affair. No, she isn’t pleased, but she won’t twist your arm to keep you there. The emotions have yet to reach the surface. Honestly, it isn’t until she is laying in bed alone that the tears start to sting.

Although Nadia did not love Lucio, it still hurts to see that love has failed her once more, especially after experiencing it with you. She never realized how cold the pillows could get at night, or how loud the flicker of a candle could be. She understands why the relationship may not have worked, but if Nadia is anything, she is tenacious. There has yet to be a problem that she couldn’t fix - not even the Devil himself could stop her.

“Why then has this failed?”

That question will haunt her for a long while.

Muriel

I don’t think he thought his life would come to this.

It’s not that he believed he was perfect enough to keep you forever, rather he always knew his imperfections would keep you away from the beginning. Muriel is aware of his flaws, and his awareness is not merely rooted in insecurity. He knows he’s ornery and particular to a suffocating degree. While he’s tried to change, he also knows his baseline for change is skewed due to his past.

If anything, this was a ticking time bomb. He would have been more surprised if you stayed. He will let you go. He will not look back, but he won’t deny that he wishes he could be the one who could not remember for once.

Portia

Very quiet. Scary quiet. Her fire snuffed out without warning.

With whatever breath is left, she will ask for you to stay, to talk, to try, to do anything but give up. It feels like the stars have fallen from her sky, and she is desperate to put them back in place.

For a season, the night is dark. However, the sun shall return. It always does. She knows she will bounce back - she always has. Portia is not a quitter, but right now, she cannot see beyond the shadow of you walking out of her garden.

She would welcome you back in any lifetime without hesitation.

Lucio

“Fine. Leave.”

He will stand resilient in the doorway with arms crossed and face stone-cold, because perhaps, if he hardens his heart, he will survive the blow.

Lucio doesn’t remember what was even said during the fight, but he knows it’s his fault. It’s always his fault. That doesn’t come from a place of self-deprecation. It’s simply a fact. He doesn’t feel like he has a right to keep you here, because he never deserved to have you in the first place.

The faces of all he has tortured and killed through his lifetime surface in his memory. Surely, your rejection is a fair punishment for his sins, because he can imagine no greater pain in the world than this.

[firent-fae]

HC request: how the M6 would react to an MC who is religious, like they go to one of the shrines in the temple district every week and they put a lot of faith in a higher being (they don't force it on anyone else though)

Hiii! Thanks for the ask! This is one I’ve thought a lot about. In fact, I even created my Firent OC to help process my own relationship with religion.

With that said, I just wanted to send some kindness to those who experienced religious trauma or struggle with their belief system. Your emotions are valid. I kept this generally lighthearted, but still - feel free to skip this if the topic is triggering. I understand the experience myself all too well. 🩵

Love y’all!

The Arcana Headcanons 「M6 w/ Religious MC」

Asra

Asra is open to it. He believes that there are guiding forces in the universe, and magic certainly has its dark and light elements. I don’t see them practicing anything themselves, and they appreciate that you don’t force it on them. They’re happy to get involved at whatever capacity their own morals and beliefs allow.

He’s conscious of your observations or fastings or holidays, and he wouldn’t tempt or coerce you into not participating just to suit his fancy. Sure, he has his aesthetics, tastes, and preferences, but so do you. Your partnership together shouldn’t come at the cost of losing yourself.

Given his profession, I suspect he’s had his run in with the more unsavory crowd within religion. However, I think he’s still pretty nonjudgmental towards it all. He doesn’t toss the whole bunch of apples out because of a few rotten ones. I think he’d be more concerned if you were wandering aimlessly with no sense of self or self-direction.

Julian

Growing up, I think Julian was exposed to some form of religion by the grandmas. It’s not a lost concept to him just because he’s stopped participating.

While I don’t think he’s abandoned religion entirely, I don’t think he’s interested in returning to it, particularly organized religion. Julian struggles to visit the Temple District. Witnessing the morbid irony of Vesuvia’s beggars seeking shade beneath the marbled monasteries makes him ill.

He respects those who are like you and earnest in their convictions, but it would be hard for him to go with you. Julian is an eternal supporter and your biggest cheerleader, but he sticks to his own convictions at the end of the day as well.

Overall, Julian is deeply scientific and struggles to believe in the unseen. Nonetheless, he’s also lived a life that doesn’t deserve the outcome it’s been offered. In all his adventures, he’s certainly witnessed miracles occur - things that logic and data and research cannot explain. The fact that magic exists shows him that there are indeed forces in the cosmos, and I think in his own way he’s still trying to make sense of it all. You've definitely offered a new perspective.

Nadia

Politics and religion intertwine more than Nadia initially expected. She is very knowledgeable of world religions because of all the various diplomats she has to accommodate. Plus, Vesuvia is a multicultural community with an entire district dedicated to religions. Hence, she’s very open-minded.

Her understanding and hospitality is naturally granted towards you as well. Nadia has no qualms in participating with you. She’ll happily accompany you to the Temple District, or if it’s preferred, she’ll set up a place for you to practice at the palace. She’ll even observe fastings with you if desired. The palace staff are aware of your practices as well and make any necessary adjustments to your routine.

However, Nadia is also someone who’s always working towards unity amidst diversity. Despite her willingness, she does draw a line at certain beliefs that may cross that boundary for her. While she won’t blatantly chastise your religion, she’s not afraid to approach you with her reservations.

Muriel

I imagine Muriel has his own Kokhuri practices. They seem like a very intuitive and attuned people, so I think they’d have some form of belief intertwined into their culture.

With that said, Muriel isn’t so much interested in practicing a religion that’s different from his. He doesn’t believe in practicing something just for the hell of it. If his intentions are not genuine, then it’s merely a disservice to your genuine efforts.

Still, he absolutely supports it. Morals and convictions are precious to Muriel because without them - what’s holding people back? Lucio really engrained that ideology in like cement…

As for any forms of fasting or routine prayers or related observances, he’s mindful of giving you the space to do them. The hut is small, and he knows such moments are sacred between you and your higher power. He’ll leave if necessary, or he’ll build you a set up in the forest to practice.

Portia

Portia is probably the most flippant about religion. It’s not that she doesn’t care, rather she just has no strong opinions herself.

Portia is a lover of many things. Her heart is full enough to care about everything that’s important to others, as well as everything that’s important to herself.

She’s able to participate without much personal attachment to the belief, because at the end of the day, she’s participating for you. She loves you, and your religion is a part of you that she’s destined to love, too.

Plus, religion is often tied to humanitarianism, and that’s a big part of Portia’s worldview. She’s happy to help people in the name of many and any cause. Nonetheless, Portia does understand that religion isn’t always perfect, and I think witnessing that juxtaposition is heartbreaking for her. It would be one area she’d like to discuss with you, but she's nervous to breach the topic. The last thing she wants to do is accidentally unnecessarily degrade something that’s important to you.

Lucio

As we could surmise, Lucio has the most rigid stance in regards to religion. The Scourge practiced some form of it themselves, and it never sat well with him. He doesn’t see the point in worshipping something that either stays silent or screws you over. In his mind, you side with whatever sides with you.

He’s apprehensive and silently observes you for a while. You know Lucio is serious when he’s quiet. You’re such a polar opposite to all he's ever learned in his life, and it’s broken his brain.

I don’t know if he’d ever get in a place to comfortably practice with you, but he may awkwardly go once or twice. In the least, witnessing your dedication is… new. Lucio has only really dedicated his life to himself, so it’s mind boggling to witness someone throw that type of power to an intangible entity.

Sure, he may not have all the answers now, but he sees the fruit of your efforts in your life - mainly loving a wretch like him. Frankly, it’s quite humbling, as well as a bit scary.

[firent-fae]

I just dreamt that Julian was telling me he needed to hide from the guards, so I asked what he was going to do. He told me that he was going to paint his body pink and lay on the ground and pretend to be a worm 🪱

[firent-fae]

hc request: M6 with a Drunk!MC. pleak pleak pleak pleak!

Heyo! Thanks for the wait! Enjoy ~~

The Arcana Headcanons 「Drunk MC」

Asra

Asra is definitely conscious of your well-being. He’s not trying to pull any moves or take advantage of your possible lack of inhibitions, but that doesn’t mean they’re not having fun. 

“Would you like to play a game?” he asks. 

“What kind of game?” you slur.

“We’ll both say a word, then we have to think of a new word based on them. We say it at the same time, and we can’t give hints about it. We win when we finally say the same word, does that make sense?”

You straighten with a slight sway - eyes excited. 

“Yes!” 

“We’ll say it on ‘three’. Ready? One, two, three.”

“House!”

“Raccoon!”

“Raccoon and house…” Asra hums thoughtfully. You waggle your shoulders playfully. 

“I already got mine,” you taunt. “It’s sooo obvious.”

“Is it, now? All right, one, two, three…”

“Den.”

“Cat!”

“Cat?” he scoffs. “Where in the world did you get that?”

“Cats are house raccoons, Asra! How do you not know that?”

With a hand against his belly, Asra’s cackling until sunrise, or at least until you fall asleep. If you’re too cute to disturb, they’ll leave you at peace in his lap. However, they'd much rather you rest in the comfort of your own bed, because given some of the words you came up with later, you’re going to have a nasty hangover in the morning. 

Julian

For once in his life, Julian is thankful for his liquor tolerance. Sure, that came at the cost of keeling himself over more times than he can count, and given his profession, he knows that his liver is as shriveled as a raisin…. Still, if it means he’s able to piggyback you home after a date at the Raven, then it was a liver well spent. 

“Sing to me, Ilya,” you mumble.

“What do you fancy, my love?”

“Anything. You always sound good.”

He chuckles. While forever a gentleman, there is one thing Julian will pester you about until his head hits the grave, and that is to get you to sing. 

“How about a duet, darling? Two are always better than one.”

If you refuse, that’s fine. He’ll happily offer a melody to the moon on your behalf. However, if you oblige, he himself is over the moon. How many times has he wandered this same path home, drunk and alone, with a bitter tune on his lips? Now, to hear a sweet voice beside him is such a magnificent transformation - even if the voice is a tad slurred by the bitters.

Nadia

Once the fun was done, she plopped you in a bath, slathered you in tinctures and lotions, and tucked you into bed with some water. She knows you’ll thank her in the morning. 

If you knock out immediately, she’ll blow out the candle and follow suit. If not, she’ll indulge in some shenanigans, as she would have already been a bit disheartened to have missed out on the drink. This is a prime opportunity to make up for lost time. The adventure just needs to stay in the confines of the bedroom.

“We can’t have you wandering the halls like a ghost. We’ve had enough of that, haven’t we?”

Nadia never needs fashion advice, but there’s something about the ones you offer while tipsy that are the most amusing - as well as the most honest. There’s always some magnanimous event plastered somewhere onto her calendar, and now’s a perfect time to pick a dress.

“I’m experimenting with colors. How’s this green?”

“Mmm,” you mumble while shifting your head side-to-side. “Nah, you’d look like a booger. Try that purple-pinky one.”

“Fuchsia, darling, but thank you. I knew I could count on you.”

Muriel

The most interaction Muriel has had with drunks was with Lucio or the Coliseum patrons. Both were obnoxious, and neither enticed him towards liquor. He’s a bit put off the first time you get a tipsy, until he realizes that you are in no way like his previous harassers. 

“Abracadabra!”

“What are you doing?” he asks, eyebrows quirked in amusement. He’s found you squat outside of the coops with your hands casting spells in the air. 

“I need an egg. I’m hungry.”

“So you’re using magic?”

“What’s the point of having magic if I can’t even make an egg?”

“Well, what’s the point of having me if I can’t make one for you?”

He’s hauling you over his shoulders and marching you back into the hut. He’s playing grouchy, but your chirps of laughter have a blush creeping down his chest. You’re getting sat down for food and water, and he may try to convince you to sleep it off. However, he’s not trying that hard. Admittedly, you’re adorable and much like a toddler who’s discovering how to use their words and limbs for the first time. This is his favorite TV show.

Portia

Portia knows her way around a drunken sailor or two. She’s had to wrestle her fair share of shipmates into their beds with a bowl of soup to follow. She’s doing the same for you, except you’re not a salty, smelly sailor and much more kissable. 

“Pay the toll,” she says, tapping her cheek. You oblige with a kiss, and she obliges with another slice of bread. 

“I didn’t know it was so expensive around these parts.”

“I’m the best of the best, didn’t you know?” She winks. “It don’t come cheap.”

“How much would it cost for a slice of cake?”

“Hmmm,” she hums playfully. “Depends - do you want a strawberry on top?”

“Always.”

She’s going to run your wallet dry, but you’re not totally getting swindled out of kisses. When you wake up, you’re as right as rain. Whatever she gave you the night before completely chased away the hangover. It seems Portia’s got a magic of her own. 

Lucio

Lucio is absolutely taking advantage of this situation, but it’s not dubious (surprisingly…). This is just his chance to have some fun that you would never allow.

“Do you trust me?” he asks, holding out his hand. For once, you take it.

You’re off into the night. Where your footsteps falter, he’s there to catch you. Higher and higher, you climb into the sultry Vesuvian night until you're quite literally on top of a roof.

“Lucio, whose roof is this?”

“Sheesh, I dunno. I didn’t build the place.” He nestles down and secures you beside him. “Besides, no one owns the sunrise, and that’s what we came here to see.”

It is beautiful. Despite all the years living in Vesuvia, Lucio has managed to find a sunrise that pales each and every one you’ve seen. 

“It’s all about the way the light hits the water,” he says, pointing out to the horizon. “This is one of the only places you’ll see it.”

Here, he’ll enjoy the silence with you, and preferably, he’ll try to get you to sleep. It was no easy feat dragging a drunk to these heights, and he knows he gave you none of the things your body needs to recover the night.

“But I did give you a memory, and a good one at that,” he whispers, holding you close. “I don’t offer many of those, you know.”

[firent-fae]

Could I....for no particular reason, request the M6 as MCs best friend comforting them through a break up?

Heyo! Sure! And I hope all is well... Sending good vibes 🫶

The Arcana Headcanons 「Best Friend M6 Comforting MC after a Breakup」

Asra

“Oh, my dear heart…”

Platonic or not, you are still the dearest to Asra. Their heart breaks for you because Asra has always and will always think the world of you. It’s not because you’re perfect, but it’s because you’re you.

First and foremost, he’s listening. Asra is a fantastic listener, which is partially due to his years as a card reader. Many of the patrons come seeking a listening ear rather than a word of wisdom. Asra never rushes, never questions. He knows that there is no word he could offer that is more valuable than the ones that come from your own heart. It just sometimes takes a bit of ranting to bring them to the surface. 

After that, it’s breakup snacks and a big ol’ nap. They’ve never known anything a nap couldn’t fix. When you awake, Asra is there to pick up the pieces. 

“And that is in no way a burden.”

They love you. They will always love you, even if it’s simply as your closest friend. 

Julian

Another fantastic listener. However, it takes him a moment to recover from the recoil.

The shock is evident on his face, but he does his best to reel it in. Julian knows that this moment is not about his feelings. This is all about you.

“Come in, dear. Have a seat at the doctor’s desk. You know, there’s no finer place to heal a broken heart.”

Unfortunately, all he has is coffee, but if you’ll be so bold, he’ll happily brew you some. Even if you just want something warm to hold, he’ll bring you a cup anyway. No matter the hour, Julian is attentive and earnest. He does interrupt to ask questions, but it’s never in doubt or mockery. He just wants all the information he can possibly have in order to help you. 

Julian has been in your position more times than he’d like to admit. Sure, he’s been the one to leave lovers, but more often than not, he was the one who was left.

“Rejection is a horrible pain because it’s a resounding one. It does not merely affect a person in the moment, but for a lifetime thereafter. You wonder with each new spark - how fast will this flame die?”

While Julian may or may not know how to solve all your problems, he most certainly knows that he does not want you to face them alone. You can call and he will answer, even if all you want to do is get a bit rowdy at the Raven or have a splash at the docks.

Nadia

You’re holding that teacup rather tightly, mi’lady…

The Countess is trying to remain calm and unbiased, but she is clearly picking a side. Surprise, surprise - it’s yours. 

If you initiated the breakup, then she’s in full support. However, if your partner broke it off with you, then she’s miffed, to say the least. Nadia has had to deal with the most challenging individuals in all of Vesuvia.

“And you don’t see me tossing them to the wind.”

While she is never one to scoff at self-reflection and improvement, if she’s learned anything, it’s that those endeavors are sometimes best done with a loved one. If this person chose not to do that with you, then so be it. Wish them well and move on. She’ll gladly take their place in helping you move forward. 

“And the best place to start is with a bit of a shopping spree. Is there anywhere in particular you’d like to visit?”

Muriel

“You’re better off without them.”

Thankfully, he thought twice about saying that. Yes, Muri, perhaps that’s a bit too blunt.

Those are his genuine sentiments, though. Muriel has led his life having to let people go - either by force or by choice. In some strange way, his life has worked out for the better, so maybe there's a divine force in it after all.

Still, he knows it hurts. It hurt him, and the sting never lessened, which is why he held his tongue. In these seasons, he knows that the memories are the strongest enemies, so if you need a sanctuary, he doesn’t mind sharing the hut. 

If you want privacy, he’ll go on a trip with Inanna. If you want company, he’ll stay. He’s not the best with advice, and his listening face often looks constipated… but deep down, he really does care. 

“Whatever you need, tell me. I’ll do it.”

Portia

Tea, cookies, bread, cake, croissants, donuts… If you can’t beat the sads, then put them in a sugar coma.

She’s partially baking because she’s stressed, too. Portia’s little heart quite literally breaks at the thought of unrequited love. She sees your hurt and rejection and nearly feels it herself. Thus, she’s in her kitchen at 2:00am with flour in her hair. She has you propped at the counter within perfect distance to lick the spoon.

“Salmonella doesn’t exist during heartbreak, sweetie.”

And, she’s matching whatever energy you bring to the room. If you got drama, make it hot. If you got tea, make it scalding.

At the end of the day, Portia never wants to encourage something that was perhaps harmful or toxic purely for romance, nor does she want you to wallow in your sorrows for too long.

“Don’t let this gust of wind knock you off your feet. Use it to blow your sails towards better seas.”

Lucio

“Are you kidding me?”

Unfortunately, Lucio is blunt and does not think before he speaks. He did not hold his tongue, nor will he hold his tongue. Plus, he is unabashedly biased towards those he’s loyal to.

“You want me to ruff ‘em up? Nothing too crazy. I don’t have to use the sword.”

He’s not surprised at the refusal, which is why he’s coming in hot with Plan B.

“I can pretend to be your rebound. We can go make the numbskull jealous. I promise I can look even better if I keep a bit of stubble.”

Sure, he’s a bit of a numbskull himself in his assistance, but Lucio really is loyal to the core. Few people have shown him the type of grace you have, and it takes a pretty special person to do that. He’s genuinely angry that someone thought to treat such a gift as anything less than precious. After all you both have been through, he refuses to fail you now. 

“I got your back, you know that? I’m not leaving you.”

[firent-fae]

M6 with an MC that lives modestly but is actually surprisingly wealthy and doesn't mind spoiling them?

Hiiya! Sorry this took so long to get to! As I chug through these asks, I hope all y'all are still here for your answers. Again, thanks for the patience! :))

The Arcana Headcanons 「Wealthy but Modest MC」

Asra

Asra surmised that you had some form of wealth. You’ve inherited and successfully managed a shop in the middle of a metropolitan city. 

“The rent can’t be cheap.”

However, he never anticipated you sharing that wealth with him.

Asra struggles with ‘receiving without giving’. He knows you don’t mind, but he minds because in some way, Asra feels like he has to earn it. A lot of it boils down to insecurity. It’s strange to think of Asra as being insecure. It’s not that he’s unsure of his identity, in fact, he’s quite confident about that. He’s less confident about who he is to someone else. Throughout life, Asra has dealt with this by being relatively transient in relationships. Those cat-like tendencies always kept the magician just a jump-skip away from safety

However, they know you and your love better than that. They won’t hold your gift against you, nor will they reject it. At the end of the day, this is how you want to show you love them, and they won’t spit on that. However, you may notice a bit of sweat on their brow and a rouge atop their nose whenever you spoil them something. 

Julian

As a pirate, Julian learned how to estimate the weight of a coin pouch by sight alone, and given his intelligence, he’s rather good at it. 

“And your’s is looking rather hefty…”

Julian is in no way trying to get a piece of it. If anything, he’s steering clear. If Asra struggles with ‘receiving without giving’, then Julian is abysmal at it. He quite literally fist fights the notion that he’s intrinsically worth it. He will pish-posh your insistence, and if that doesn’t work, then expect little surprises littered throughout your day. He is physically compelled to give back as if possessed. 

If it bothers you, then he’ll do his best to sit on his hands and zip his lips. Julian knows he’s the king of pushing people away, and the docks were enough of a hard lesson learned. Still, at the end of the day, I don’t think anyone or anything could stop Julian from giving. It’s within his nature, and it’s how he shows his affection, too. He very much is like a raven retrieving shiny buttons for his beloved. 

Nadia

Has the Countess met her match? Now, she understands why some have balked about her gift giving.

“It is rather… overwhelming.”

Nadia’s discomfort has nothing to do with the inability to accept a gift, rather it’s simply new. Nadia’s always been the ‘rich friend’, and while certainly there are those who treat her genuinely, there are also those who haven’t. Many assume that she already has what she wants, and if she doesn’t, then she can get it herself. While the statement isn’t entirely false, it’s nice to have someone do it anyway. 

It’s refreshing to be with someone who understands that wealth has advantages and disadvantages, as well as someone who doesn’t abuse their wealth. It levels out the relationship in more instances than the tax bracket. 

Muriel 

Muriel never thought to ask about your finances because he genuinely didn’t care. This issue is completely out of left field for him.

“Thank… you…”

If it sounds stiff, it’s because he is stiff. 

For Muriel, everything always had a price tag. Whether it was for food, shelter, safety, or survival, Muriel always had to cough up some form of payment. Sometimes that payment even came in the form of another’s life, such as in the Colosseum. Now, Muriel has built himself a life where he owes no one anything.

“Not even a memory.”

Muriel knows you’re not like the others, nor does he want to treat you like them. He just needs to get his head and heart in the same place. It will take time, but truly, he cherishes and uses everything you give him. He’s hardly in town, so your gifts are quite literally like nothing he’s ever seen. While he’s a bit shy on the receiving end, you can catch him gawking at it with Inanna by the fire before bed. 

Portia

Portia is a serial penny-pincher, price-expert. She knows this gift is expensive without even looking at the tag. 

“This must have put you out quite a bit…”

“Not really.” You shrug. She is actually aghast. “You’re worth every penny and more.”

Now, she’s floored. Bright eyes big, bottom lip puckered…

“Thank you!” 

While Portia grew up plentiful, she was by no means spoiled. A lot of her clothes were hand-me-downs, and most of her toys were shared with the neighboring kids. She never had a problem with it, and she also never altered her lifestyle as an adult. Even now, many of her wares are pre-loved and patched over the years. 

While she’s very grateful, she just wants you to know that she doesn’t love you for your money. She’s very straight-forward about clearing the air.

“You know it’s not your coin that shines about you, right?”

Lucio

He’s sort of just staring at it. 

Lucio never gave many gifts in his life because he never really received any. He grew up in a ‘finders keepers, losers weepers’ world. Any gift he received always has a meaning behind it, and the meaning wasn’t always sentimental. If anything, the meaning often entailed that he had to prove himself worthy to have it in the first place.

“What am I? A sugar baby?”

He’s waiting for the coin to drop. What is it that you want from him?

Oh, nothing? You want nothing?

“You’re doing this for the hell of it?”

It’s healed a part of his inner child that he never knew needed it. 

Still, he needs to know. 

“How much money you got in that thing?” he asks, nodding towards your coin purse. He has no intention of doing anything with your wealth, but if anyone is the personification of ‘curiosity killed the cat’, it’s Lucio.

[firent-fae]

hi!! i have a short request if you don’t mind 🩷 /nf

what do you imagine the M6’s favourite nicknames would be? i notice you use “dove” for lucio often and omg my heart melts every time it’s so cute 🥹

Hi hi! Thanks for the ask! I looooove this question!

Also, can I note that I saw a picture of Lucio with slightly longer hair, and I fear I'd be cooked if he canon looked like that. Anyways, toodles!

The Arcana Headcanons: 「M6 Favorite Nicknames 」

Asra

The favorite is ‘dear heart’. It’s unique and involves the quality he loves the most about you - your character. It’s also their way of transforming a relatively dark time of life into something a bit brighter. While he doesn’t regret sharing his heart, anything remotely involving the Lazaret is difficult to remember.

Others are intermixed depending on the mood - ‘love’, ‘sweetheart’, ‘dearest’… However, your name is pretty high on the list, too. Your name is something unique to you. Even if it’s not your birth name, Asra values whatever you’ve chosen to call yourself.

As for receiving, Asra would physically swoon on the spot if you called him cutie. People often refer to them as ‘mysterious’ or ‘aloof’. ‘Cutie’ is so quintessentially soft and playful, and it really highlights the side of his personality that he only shares with those closest to him. 

Julian

Big on ‘darling’. He says it more than he breathes. He loves tacking other sentiments onto it like - ‘my darling’, ‘sweet darling’, ‘beautiful darling’, ‘truest darling’… There is apparently no limit. When playful, you’ll hear fun combinations, like: ‘you sweet thing’, ‘you silly thing’, or the classic ‘you naughty little thing’.

Julian himself would enjoy hearing you refer to him as ‘Ilya’. He’s a very sentimental person, and this is the name his mother and father gave him. I imagine letting it go was no easy feat. Hearing it reminds him of all the good things that used to be, as well as all the good things that have become. It’s as if his life has come full circle with the return of his name. 

I also personally headcanon that he doesn’t like to be called ‘Jules’ since Lucio often used it during the plague. I don’t think he’d correct anyone if they used it, but he’d prefer if you didn’t.

Nadia

It’s also ‘darling’ for Nadia. In every and any season - happy, mad, flirty, sad - you get the royal ‘darling’. She’s also known to throw in a ‘my love’ or ‘dear’, particularly when she’s feeling a bit vexed. If you’ve really pushed her buttons, then you’re on a legal first name basis. 

Aside from that, Nadia doesn’t mind what you call her. In her career, she’s been called many things, and most were not so kind. Anything pleasant is a pleasant surprise. She doesn’t necessarily have favorites, but the tone you drop ‘Nadi’ will determine the type of side eye you get from her. 

Muriel

Muriel doesn’t really call you anything… Not even by your name. It’s partially due to the fact that it’s usually just the two of you, so there’s no need to distinguish who he’s talking to. More than that, he is a tad inexperienced in all this, and it’s a bit too gushy for him… It feels like a cactus rolling off the tongue.

In very sentimental moments, I could see him calling you something in Kokhuri. He may or may not tell you what it means because, again, it’s still a bit embarrassing for him to admit it. The fact that you don’t really know what he means aids in him getting it through his teeth. However, I imagine that it would be akin to something meaning ‘precious’ or ‘beloved’. 

I will remind Muriel that in one of my headcanon he calls his partner ‘little fairy’. 🙂🙃

Muriel does blush when you call him ‘Muri’. It’s soft and he’s not used to someone being soft with him. 

Portia

‘Sweet cheeks’, ‘sweetheart’, ‘sweetie’, ‘my sweet’... there’s a theme here…

We also have ‘lovely’, ‘lovelies’, ‘my love’, ‘love bug’... again, themes…

Portia uses nicknames more than your real name. The real name tends to be attached to a tug on the ear when you’re being cheeky. 

She likes any sort of nickname you give her. However, like her brother, she very much values when you call her by her real name ‘Pasha’. She gave it up to hide her identity, and the process made her feel like she almost lost herself. Any love she received during that time seemed almost half-hearted because she had to hide half of herself. She can’t quite explain how hearing her name makes her feel from your lips, but the blush against her cheeks and shoulders gives you a hint.

Lucio

‘Dove’ is the big one.  He’d also throw in a ‘babe’, ‘toots’, or ‘sweetheart’ …but really ‘dove’ is the winner. Lucio doesn’t know where he got that name. I don’t think he’s ever called someone that before. It just came to him and stuck.

(The reason I started using ‘dove’ was to symbolize the peace that love brings to his life because I’m sappy like that.)

Lucio’s never been given a nickname, well, let me correct that… he’s never been given an endearing nickname. I think it would take him a moment to process that yes he is indeed the one you are talking to so sweetly. 

Unlike the others, I don’t think Lucio has a desire to be called by his given name - Montag. However, the first time you say it - especially in a soft way - I think his little heart would grow three times its size. ‘Monty’ is entirely off the table.

[firent-fae]

Hii, I was wondering if you could maybe write the M6 with a MC who is like Alucard from castlevania. As in personality wise. Only If you've seen castlevania ofc, it's totally understandable if you haven't.

Heyo! Thanks for the ask, and thanks for the patience in waiting for a response!

I regret to inform that I'm not super familiar with Castlevania, but! If it's cool, then I'm happy to open this to the fandom to see if anyone else has some headcanons. :))

Toodle-oo!

[firent-fae]

Hi yet another headcanon idea but can we get M6 with an MC with anaphylactic allergies? How protective do they get of the MC when around their allergens? If it’s food based do they have an easy time cutting it out of their diet? Are they the type to keep an extra EpiPen on them (for the sake of the headcanon I’m gonna say that The Arcana world has Ye Olde EpiPens) and how do they act when it MC has a reaction?

From someone who’s allergic to bees and shellfish lol

Please and Thank You

Heyo! Thanks for the ask! Ye Olde EpiPen is absolutely canon to me.

YA'LL. Finals are done! We're in the clear! Thanks for your patience! Back to regular scheduling. 🙂‍↕️🩵

The Arcana Headcanons 「MC w/  Anaphylactic Allergies」

Asra

When Asra saw you get a reaction, let’s just say, he was hanging by a thread. You’d never have known, though. Asra’s great at ✨ holding it together ✨.

He did not go through hell and back to return your body just to lose you now. They’ve crafted a spell for this. They don’t mess around.

A part of him hoped that your allergies would disappear after your resurrection not only for your personal enjoyment, but also to eliminate the extra layer of stress on your life. Asra does his best to eliminate it for you, but there’s only so much he can do.

You run a shop hosted in the middle of a massive metropolitan city. It’s customary for Asra to usher in new spices and herbs to attract the ever-changing crowd. It’s impossible to police such a situation, and Asra doesn’t want you to feel like you have to battle-stance with your ye olde EpiPen for the rest of your life.

That's where the spell comes in. He’s quite literally put you in a bubble.

“But this bubble is invisible,” they say, leaning over your shoulder, “so you can’t quite escape me yet.”

Julian

Nothing is ever too difficult for you. You could tell him his hair gives you hives, and he’d shave it off without a thought.

“Gods, I’d look horrendous, though. Like an overgrown baby bird.”

Julian is a doctor, so he has the medical training and supplies to know exactly what to do. Ironically, this makes him uncharacteristically confident. He takes your medicine with him everywhere, and whenever you have a reaction, he’s fast and steady to help.

While there is a bit of an aftershock at seeing you in distress, once again, all hail doctor mode for keeping him on his toes. Lover-bird mode would have had him concussed on the floor…

He’d happily rid the house of whatevers necessary, and he’s not afraid to bark out an order to any potential visitors.

“That’s the benefit of working on a pirate ship. You learn a thing or two about bossing scallywags around.”

Nadia

Nadia is gracious on many accounts, but the palace staff know not to mess with this. Quite frankly, any mistake could cost a job because the same mistake could also cost your life.

At the palace, she feels relatively safe. Outside of the palace, she’s a bit of a nervous wreck. Nothing beats the comfort of home, or rather, nothing beats the control she has at home.

Nadia knows the people she judicates. Some are lovely, most are… challenging. If anything, this experience has been an eye opener on the tenacity of public ignorance. She’s realized that a large part of the struggle doesn't even deal with the allergen. It deals with the people surrounding them.

Whenever you’re out, there’s always a doctor on staff, or in the least, Nazali has taught her well enough what to do. While Nadia is generally calm in an emergency, there’s a certain form of helplessness she feels when you have a reaction.

“It feels like the tides changed in just a breath,” she whispers against you. Truly, the moment rattles her to the bone, and she does hold you a little closer later that night.

Muriel

Since Muriel’s diet is relatively set, I imagine any negation is a huge deficit. Unfortunately, he seems to be a peanut butter and fish kind of guy.

“Especially fish… I really like fish…”

However, he’ll do it for you. He doesn’t even flirt with the idea of eating it outside of your presence. After seeing you have a reaction, the thought of being negligent towards you in any way is sickening, which actually makes the sight of peanut butter and fish slightly off-putting for a season.

Muriel is not completely attune to the “modern medicine” in Vesuvia. Sure, he knows of it, but he doesn’t typically practice it. Most of his remedies are rooted in Kokkuri tradition or nature magic. While he has his ways, he understands that there are others as well. With something like this, he’s not taking any chances. He’ll learn whatever wisdom people are willing to share with him.

Alas! We find a rare bonding moment for Julian and Muriel! You know you’re loved if Muriel steps into that clinic for you. Thankfully, Julian (kind of…) knows what and what not to say to Muriel; and Muriel (sort of…) knows how and how not to work with Julian. It’s a “working” relationship - a relationship working towards the betterment of a dear friend and partner. The common goal should help them through one afternoon…

Portia

Working in the palace with countless important visitors with very important details to their name has trained her for this moment. Portia knows how to handle this type of situation.

However, the fact that this is no longer an unfamiliar face from an unknown land makes her a tad nervous, but the way she deals with that is by remaining in control. She’s much like Nadia in this case, but one of the biggest differences between the two is that she doesn't have an entourage of doctors at her disposal.

Outside dates are a bit stressful for her, and she’s often scolding any potential ignoramuses on sight. There were perhaps a few spicy scuffles… Portia knows that drawing this sort of attention might be uncomfortable for you, and the last thing she wants to do is be a burden. It also doesn’t help that the cottage is smack in the middle of bumblebee land. Plus, Portia may or may not have control about the allergens she comes into contact with at her job.

While she may not have the resources of a royal, she does have the backing of a very talented Big Brother MD, as well as a Nevivon granny who may or may not have a soup for the bees. While she is flustered for a season, she eventually gets into the swing of things. Our little star is even clever enough to create substitutes for any dietary restrictions you may have.

Lucio

Lucio doesn’t know a thing about allergies. If he ever exhibited an allergy as a child, he’s pretty sure he was told to just “cough it out.” Unfortunately, it does take a dire situation for him to realize the extent of your condition, but after this, he wised up.

Sure, Lucio is a canon ding-dong, but he’s not unintelligent. Years of mercenary work has taught him to depersonalize from the battlefield and focus on the goal. He knows basic medical aid, and he’s not squeamish about applying it.

Thus, Lucio is ironically handy in an emergency. When you have a reaction, it’s handled with surprising ease.

“I’m charming, aren’t I?” he says with a wink, cradling you against his lap as you recover.

He does put up a bit of a fuss when it comes down to giving up the foods he likes. However, he’s not really that upset. This is just his free excuse to whine it up for pity smooches.

[firent-fae]

hey!! If this is a lot/too much, I apologize in advance!

would you be willing to write about the m6 reactions with mc living in a haunted house and mc is ignoring the activity? I wonder their reactions as a guest and as a roommate. are they skeptical until they can’t ignore it anymore? are they scared? are they worried for mc’s wellbeing? I’d love to read your take on this <3

Heyo! Thanks for the ask! Now, I need a ghost hunting au.

The Arcana Headcanons 「M6 and MC Living in a Haunted House」

Asra

“Did you see that?” he asks, pointing to the hallway.

“See what?”

“The black shadow that ran across the hall.”

“Oh, yeah.”

Asra’s eyes widen like saucers.

They’ve seen some crazy hullabaloo in the magic realms, so their senses are long past jarred. However, they do remember the first time these things occurred.

“And I did not walk it off with a ‘oh yeah…” he mutters under his breath.

Maybe you’re scarier than the ghosts…

Should he be concerned? Maybe… Should he be impressed? Not sure yet…

Asra’s testing the waters to see just what type of blind eye you’re turning. He’s tried to contact the spirits multiple times to determine if they’re malicious. If they are, they’re getting the magical boot. 🥾✨ If they’re not, he’d try to help them move one to a place that’s better than his purple dusted shack.

If all is well intended and the ghosts have no interest in leaving, then Asra supposes that this was their home first, so it’s only fair to share it with them. He’d have an especially soft heart towards children ghosts. He tries his best to give them names and play along with their antics.

Julian

No. Nope. Big ol’ NUH-UH no thank you.

Julian is not about this life.

Spit it out, Julian. You’re afraid of ghosts. No judgement, though! He’s been through a lot concerning the dead. 😔

Ironically, he has no desire to ignore them. If anything, Julian firmly believes that the afterlife deserves the same respect as the living.

“Surely, both parties deserve respect, but I can’t imagine that they don’t deserve caution either.”

His fear is rooted in the fact that there’s no definitive answer as to who or what is in your home. Sure, divination is possible, but Julian needs concrete evidence. Rather than live in the unknown, he’d rather have one appear to him personally, even though it’d scare the poop right into his pants.

Meanwhile, you’ve just waltzed right into the room where he heard a little girl laugh. Now, his nerves are all in a twist. The man’s set out to protect you, but you’ve thrown all caution to the wind and meandered straight into danger.

There’s something about that type of brazen bravery that makes him hot under the collar for more than one reason.

Nadia

Mi’lady don’t got time for this.

She spent the first half of her stay in Vesuvia under the roof with a living asshole. Then, she spent the latter half of her stay with an unliving asshole. 🐐

You’re telling me it isn’t over yet?

She’s agitated, but as always, accommodating. With her magical abilities, she’d be able to sense if they’re malevolent or not. She’ll match whatever energy the specters bring. If they’re rude, they're getting a royal goodnight and goodbye back into the ether. If they’re generally pleasant, then she has enough room for a guest or two.

“Countess, the cup is levitating again…”

“Well, pour them some tea, I suppose.”

Since they are guests, she’s snapping a finger at you to be polite and acknowledge them.

Muriel

Muriel is not at all affected by your nonchalance. In fact, it pairs well with his own overwhelming sense of nonchalance.

The Kokkuri paid great respect to the dead, but they also didn’t play with the spirit realm like other surrounding tribes. This situation isn’t something to fear, but it is something to deal with.

His wards would propel anything bad-blooded to the next continent over. If they’re here, then, they’re here for a reason.

Still, it’s his house meant to be shared with his beloved. He already has to kick Inanna out of the room during cuddles. Now, he has to worry about unseen eyes prying into his love life?

Boundaries are getting drawn fast and strong. They get their own section of the forest to dwell in, while he has his.

Portia

She’s trying to play cool, but smile is forced.

Yes, the magic and mystery was all fun and fantasy before it started happening in her own home… at night… in the dark… when there’s no light.

“It’s spooky!” She’s not afraid to admit it. She’s gripping your ribcage at night, burying her face into your back. She wants to be nice to every living and unliving creature, but this is insane.

And what you’re doing is even more insane. You’re literally snoring through the nightmare.

“Don’t ignore them! You’re going to make them mad!”

“Make who mad?”

Portia: 🙂🫨😶

She’s at a loss. She does go to Asra for help, who’s gracious at soothing her nerves and providing some assistance.

Lucio

The only thing keeping him in this house is you, because otherwise he would have hightailed his ass outta there the moment the room dropped a chill.

Lucio’s been in the spirit realm. He knows the inane and insane that exists in there. He’s worried that this is something that’s followed him.

“I seemed to do a grand job at making mortal enemies, so why wouldn’t I be good at making immortal ones?”

As for your attitude... First, it’s hot. Anything that laughs in the face of fear is attractive to him. Second, it’s beneficial. If he’s too scared to fight the war, then why not send the bravest soldier?

“Love, can you go to the basement to get something for me?”

“Sure, what do you need?”

Of course, he’s never out of earshot just in case something does go wrong. With that said, he’d never really put you in serious danger, so if your nonchalance is compromising that, then he’s frustrated.

“Can we not walk into rooms with the demon laughter?”

“That’s just the wind, Lucio.”

“Look, dove,” he sighs within his hands on your shoulders. “Let’s not take chances. I don’t know how to fight that kinda stuff. What am I gonna do? Yell abracadabra and swing my sword around?”

[firent-fae]

haiii, oh it's so wonderful to see Arcana fandom alive and well!

as a fast food chain employee - may i request M6(Modern AU) as food service employees? and i mean employees, no managers or owners for Nadia! why did they take the job in the first place, and what kind of worker are they?

- 🦊💙

As a previous fast food employee, yes 👏 yes you may lol

The Arcana Headcanons 「M6 in Fast Food」

Asra

In every and any lifetime or era, Asra is whimsy.

“But whimsy doesn’t pay the bills.”

The job was mostly for necessity, and his heart is about 10% into the task. Management stuck him in the drive-thru because he’s good at multitasking. In fact, he’s so good at multitasking that he’s juggling his phone and his snacks on top of it all.

The regulars at the drive-thru love them. Even though Asra’s heart isn’t in it, their charm is driving profits through the roof.

Yes, Asra is the magician behind all the secret menu items. Yes, Asra brings all of them home for you to try.

Julian

Julian probably went into this for some reason that’s way too lofty for minimum wage. This was most likely supposed to be some grand research for an academic thesis about fast food addiction.

That was until he saw how the environment was more than a cash grab. For some, this was a community.

Julian got stuck at the front counter. Why? Because he’s a good talker and horrible in the kitchen…

This is where he met all the regulars and all the regulars met him. He remembers everyone’s orders and sneaks extra toys in the kid’s meals. Now, he’s a crowd staple, and many ask for him when he’s not working.

The main issue?

The POS system. He's been at the job for three years and still can’t figure out how to change the receipt paper.

Nadia

Pissed.

This was some lesson from her parents about understanding her privilege.

“I’ve never been a brat, why in the world am I here?” she gripes.

“I dunno,” Asra mulls over the French fry. “Sounds like something a brat would say.”

Oh, she's gonna smack him with a cup. Sure, she complains, but she’s having a teensy amount of fun. Nobody is getting paid enough to treat her and the customers like royalty, so losses have to get cute somewhere. As a result, this is the first real friend group she’s had.

She’s the runner for the drive-thru. She enjoys bossing Asra around, and Asra enjoys being difficult to boss around.

Muriel

Made manager. Did not want to be manager.

Earbuds in, he shoves himself into the sandwich station because he wants his shift running smooth.

“It’s a sandwich. You don’t need to wrap it like you're working for Santa. Hurry up.”

He’s rough but he’s night shift’s favorite because they’re all getting out on time. At closing, he’s locking the doors like there’s a zombie apocalypse, and anyone in the drive-thru can park and wait til morning.

The man never wanted to be here in the first place.

Portia

Bright and early, our girl is somehow making the best salads out of the world’s most questionable lettuce in the business.

The French fries have never been crisper. The ice cream machine is always working. Portia is the kitchen queen through and through, and she loves every bit of it.

She takes allergies very seriously. It’s battlefield mode when someone whispers the word gluten intolerance at the counter.

But nonetheless, all the beeping has her senses in a twist… She hears them in her sleep.

If it gets too overwhelming, she hides in the freezers for a bit.

Lucio

Grill. Couldn’t be trusted with customers. Couldn’t be trusted with anything involving hot oil.

He’s not bad at it. It’s a simple, grounding task. Plus, he can flap his lips all shift and still manage to stay on task.

The uniform is never worn properly. It’s like standing in a furnace in that kitchen, and his chest needs to breathe.

“It’s not like someone’s gonna stick their head in here to look at me!”

The best part for Lucio is cleaning the grill. Pouring all that ice… watching the vapors rise as he scrapes at it… it feels like some greasy form of sorcery.

[firent-fae]

hello! could you write about the m6s reaction to mc rolling their eyes at them? (not in like a mean way more like a ‘you’re ridiculous’ kind of way) thank you!

Heyo! Again… thanks for being patient with this! AAHH I’m almost done with my tests 😭🙌 I’m excited to get back to writing more.

The Arcana Headcanons 「MC Rolling Their Eyes」

Asra

He’s a bit taken aback. His mouth hangs open with a hand against his chest.

“Me?” He scoffs, playfully. “Me? Ridiculous?”

Oh, they’re giddy.

Asra loves garnering an unwarranted, unguarded authentic reaction out of you. All this does is open more opportunities up to tease.

Wherever they were doing that awarded the first eye roll, expect the nonsense to increase tenfold. He wants to see what else he can get out of you, and don’t be fooled - he isn’t above involving magic.

Julian

Julian is an over-the-top human being. Half of his linguistic vocabulary is dependent on snarky, sailor-mouth quips.

He knows he deserved it. In fact, the eye roll was probably the least he deserved.

“I see, I touched a nerve, my love.” He grins, gesturing grandly. “Go ahead. An eye for an eye. Deal me your worst.”

Rise to the challenge or expect to be teased until the moon is high. Julian is a gentleman, but nonetheless a gentleman of sass.

Nadia

Ah, mi’lady has a sharp tongue and an eye roll so unforgiving it could cut glass.

She’s a bit embarrassed in the moment, because now someone started playing her game.

“I didn’t mean that, darling…”

“Yes, you did.” You laugh. “And I love you for it.”

She snickers under her breath. Sure, it’s a bit embarrassing to be challenged at your own game, but at least, she can finally play it.

She’s been scolded more than once as a child for her antics. Even with a crown, she stomped to her room for a time-out after saying something “unfit for a princess”.

Muriel

Offense.

“Ridiculous?”

This isn’t a feigned offense like Asra. No, this is genuine. Why? Because he thinks you’re being absolutely, incredulously, ridiculously hypocritical.

I wouldn’t say he’s angry. The winds just knocked out of him for a bit. Once his voice finds him, he’ll have a word of two to say.

“All right… I’m going to tell you that next time you balk about me breathing too airy, or your egg tastes too eggy….”

The sentiment is accentuated with a swish to his hips when he walks away. That’s really where he keeps all the attitude.

Portia

Okay. Two can play at this game.

“Are ya maaaaaad?” She sing-songs. If she can’t win, then she’s going to pull you down as she loses.

Every button is getting pushed as much as her good conscience allows. She wants you red in the face, tackling her to the ground and giving her a noogie.

She’s the sister of a big ass sass of a brother. Affection has always been two-fold - part love, part pillow fight. It’s all about that duality.

Lucio

“Oh, you want to roll those pretty jewels at me, huh?”

Beware, he’s a rough-houser and a dirty fighter. Yes, he can be gentle, but it’s much more fun not to be.

Lucio didn’t grow up with siblings, or friends at that. You're not only his first real partner, you're also his first real friend. He’s got a golden retriever's worth of energy pent up in him.

Plus, since romance is involved, there’s apparently no other sociolinguistic explanation, no other subtle undertone in your sentiment besides flirting. He’s getting frisky with it.

[firent-fae]

Hi, I hope you're having a great day/night. Can you please do some headcanons about how M6 would act with MC, who is struggling with showing affection? I think it'd be interesting. Thank you in advance and have a great happy life 🍀💛

Hiii! Thanks for being patient with this! You’re so sweet, and I hope you have a great happy life, too. 🍀🩵

The Arcana Headcanons 「MC who Struggles to Show Affection」

Asra

“Do you want a hug?”

If yes, then expect a hug and a smooch. Asra is more than willing to bridge the gap. You can always ask him, in fact, pleease don’t hesitate to ask.

However, it’s only with your explicit consent. Whether it’s nature or nurture, Asra knows there’s a reason behind your struggle. Their biggest concern is crossing a boundary. A moment of pleasure isn’t worth hurting you. If you say no, then expect a gentile nod and heartfelt smile.

Asra is the definition of non-physical intimacy. A lack of affection doesn’t equate to a lack of closeness or love.

Small notes with his morning tea… A flower tucked in his hair while napping…

The mundane tenderness of it all has more of an effect on him than a kiss.

Julian

Julian is forever questioning the big things in life. He’s more concerned with why you’re struggling than the frequency of cuddles.

“Is there any burden I can help you carry, my love?”

He’ll sit you down, holding your hand with an earnest, warm gaze. While being a highly physical person, Julian is also a highly emotional person. He’s willing to put aside his needs for yours.

If it’s truly just nerves or inexperience inhibiting you, well…

*eye waggle*

“I don’t mind showing you the ropes.”

Don’t let the gusto turn you away. At the end of the day, Julian is a tender soul. He’s able to have and hold the most feeble of beings and nurse them to life. You’re in good hands.

Nadia

Nadia somewhat understands where you're coming from, as she also struggles with affection. She’s always been the more stoic of her siblings. She prioritizes meeting physical needs, where emotional sentiments take the back burner.

That’s not to say that she doesn’t know how or doesn’t want to. You’re both facing a learning curve, so she finds it best to work together.

Nadia makes an effort to carve out time to have meaningful, purposeful moments with each other. She’s also not terribly offended if in the moment you decide you’re not ready or willing.

“I just feel bad making you come all the way here, just to shut down.”

“Don’t feel bad, darling. You are never a waste of time. Success is simply a myriad of attempts.”

Muriel

Ah. Muriel absolutely understands where you're coming from. He struggles, too, and he knows he’s not helping.

He’ll… try. Goodness, he’s stiff. A corpse has more bend to you, Muri.

If he’s learned a thing or two from Asra, it’s that love and affection comes in more forms than one. If you’re struggling with traditional romantics, why not try the nontraditional?

Some of his favorites include weaving flowers into your hair, resting his foot against yours, interlocking pinkies during a walk…

He loves when you peel oranges for him. If it blossoms into more, so be it. If not, that’s okay, too. As long as you're happy in the process.

Portia

Portia is a very hands-on partner. However, she is also a very attuned partner. She won’t push if you’re not ready.

“But if you want a little something and need a little help…” She’s more than content with being the one to reach out.

Portia doesn’t need reciprocation to know that you love her. She’s able to give without being given to. Your words are enough, your gaze is enough, hell, your presence is enough.

If you want space, she’s fine with that, too. She was never with you for the physicality. That was all just the sprinkles on the cake.

“I’m with you for more than that, you know? There’s plenty of other fun for us to have.”

Lucio

Wah! He wants smooches!

Hand on hip and everything… full on tantrum.

Lucio writes off undertones at an impressive rate. He sees your struggle and immediately equates it to rejection, and we all know how he handles rejection. He’s mildly concerned that he’s signed up for another round of his cold-hearted childhood.

“What’s the matter with you, huh? Or, is something the matter with me?”

Just give it to him straight and sweet. While Lucio can’t handle rejection, he can handle blunt honesty.

“Oh…”

He’s still a bit miffed that you’re struggling to cuddle him. Him - of all people. Now, this is just his opportunity to show you why it’s worth loving on him.

[firent-fae]

Would you be willing to write about the m6 with a reader who grew up in an abusive household?? I understand if not, but thank you of you do!

Follow up to the ask: More detail about my last request with Mc having grown up in an ab*sive household- I guess it would mainly just be m6 with mc who struggles with trauma and has grown exponentially as a person since their ab*sive childhood.

Heyo! Sorry it took me so long to answer! When I first saw this, I knew I wanted to wait until I had time to give it some thought.

I’ll give this one a TW: Ab*sive Family. Not explicit but I don’t want anyone to get hurt. My heart goes out to everyone 🫶🩵

Stay safe and kind!

The Arcana Headcanons:「MC w/ Ab*sive Family」

Asra

Asra figured that the catatonia was due to the memory loss… that the panic was a part of the Lazaret. They never suspected that the nightmares began long before the Red Plague.

A lot of your behaviors make sense now. He’s much more careful about how he acts as a partner. He can see how his need for space can translate into stonewalling, how his chronic disappearance may seem like abandonment.

He also sees how physicality may play into things. He won’t shy away if you tense up in a hug. He won’t balk if you shift away feeling claustrophobic.

He worries that you’ll think he’ll grow tired of you, tired of not being “good enough.”

“Please don’t hold me to a standard I never set, but where I fail, call me higher, dear heart.”

Truthfully, Asra is so proud of you. He will do whatever it takes to make your house a home, even if it means decades of correcting other peoples’ wrongs.

Julian

Mad. He just doesn’t show it.

When he first learns of it, he behaves just as you expect - thoughtful sentiments, a listening ear, tons of cuddles… Julian is the healer.

What you don’t see is the rage behind it.

Julian holds his tongue because he doesn’t want to inhibit your progress. However, he cannot fathom someone harming their own blood - emotionally, physically, or mentally. He hates to remember his family’s own pain - his parents and their torn, bloated bodies sleeping in the abyss, or his sister and her tiny legs barely able to withstand the tide amidst the wreckage.

“Who would choose to make such wicked memories for themself?”

He understands that cycles are hard to break, but he just has no patience for it. If he can do it, they should have been able to do it, too.

Your family should pray that they never meet your lover.

Nadia

Nadia complains about her family, but deep down, they’re good people. She’s certainly complaining less these days.

Nadia is someone who confronts problems head-on. If your family still lives in Vesuvia, she can’t imagine that you’re keen on running into them. She doesn’t want you to spend your life worrying about who will knock at your door. Nadia knows that it’s improper to show bias, but this pushes the limit - Vesuvia is meant to be a place for all peoples.

“It’s not my fault some don’t know how to play by the rules.”

At the end of the day, it’s your call. She has her reservations, but she respects yours more. Whether you confront them or ignore them, it’s up to you. You’ve done so much growth that she doesn’t want her fury to get in the way.

If they ever do come knocking at your door, Portia is going to have to hold mi’lady by the haunches to keep her from kicking them out of the city.

Muriel

You know Muriel is upset when he doesn’t say anything.

Okay, well… he rarely says anything, but this is actually different. While hardly a word spills from his lips, Muriel is usually an avid and dedicated listener.

Here? No. He’s not responding because he’s not even listening. That’s not to say that he’s tuned you out. He’s just nitpicked the necessary information and shifted his focus to you in the present.

“These people don’t deserve our attention. Whatever they would take, whatever you would give - keep for yourself.”

Muriel has been lost in the same thick, foggy spell cast under abuse. He understands. You helped him, so he hopes you’ll see his hand waiting for you in the haze. You’ve made it so far, but you shouldn’t have to spend the whole journey walking alone.

He’s extra cautious about his size and tone with you. He tries not to brood, and he tries to communicate more openly. Truthfully, Muriel is such a gentle giant I can’t imagine a better place to heal.

Portia

“That’s not family.”

If she’s adamant about anything, it’s this.

Portia is fiercely protective of those she loves and is unwilling to let anyone have what they cannot hold. She doesn’t want you to think that this is something normal or deserved. She wants you to see your worth, so you can move on fully and without regret.

Yes, she sees how that’s a very harsh reality to accept. She knows the insurmountable cost of not having a family.

She also knows that family can be something you create. Portia is willing to step up. Mazelinka is ready. Julian is by their sides!

Hell, she’d even get half of the Nevivon continent to adopt you if you’d let her.

Lucio

An eye for an eye.

That’s all he said on the matter, and if you ever talk to him about it again, that’s all he’ll continue to say.

He can vaguely recall the memories of his tiny form crouched beside the fire amidst the snow feeling a sense of emptiness - but for what, he didn’t know.

Lucio doesn’t know himself whether or not he’d classify his childhood as abusive. However, he knows it wasn’t normal. He knows that children shouldn’t feel like that - why?

“Well, because if I had a kid, I’d make sure they didn’t feel like that.”

His sentiment on the matter - an eye for an eye…

He can’t and won’t fool himself into thinking he fully understands what you went through, but it sounds a hell of a lot worse than what he’s been through. He knows how hard it was for him, so it must be miserable for you. He’ll make sure that it will be miserable for them, too, if he got the chance.

He will protect your peace.