how do ow2 characters hug you?? This work is going to be really simple and short! July is sometimes considered minority mental health awareness month so i thought some comfort headcanons would be nice<3
🎶Featuring! Lúcio, Genji, Cassidy, Mercy, and Junkrat.
Lúcio!!🐸
He’d much rather receive a hug than give one, not because he doesn’t like giving hugs but just because he’s too shy
Soft but firm yk? He’s pushed up against you but like softly…
He will ALWAYS wait until you let go
Lúcio tucks his thumb into his hand when hugging you(he doesnt know what to do with his hands)
Depending on how close you are he will pat your back.
Genji!!🐉
Doesn’t understand why’d you want to hug him; He isnt the most comfortable material.
NEVER asks for hugs. He will absolutely ask to hold your hand…a hug is a different story.
Genji will agree to hug you but it’s probably awkward(he hasn’t hugged anyone in a very long time)
He keeps his hands open when hugging. His hands normally stay around your shoulder blades.
Very firm and stiff but once he realizes the fact that you really dont care thats he’s a cyborg(or the fact the hug is more emotional) He wont be so stiff.
Cassidy!!🚬
Doesn’t ask for hugs but he will initiate them! (will ask if you’re sensitive to touch) His go to method is that side hug with the grip on the shoulder.
Spreads his arms open (😭) to show you hes ready or the “Come on.” phrase. “Alright, briiing it in.”
Sometimes rocks you or the slight swinging motion.
Depending on how close you two are his hand placement will be open and around your hips(or love handles if you have them<3)
If you guys arent very close expect the good ole dad pat.
Most of the time waits for you to back out of the hug but sometimes he will pat your back to let you know he has something to do.
Mercy!!🍰
dancing docta dancing docta
Will ask for hugs if she feels down!!
If you were any type of perfume she will notice and she absolutely will ask!
Her hugs are pretty soft, normally laying her head on your shoulder.
Does sometimes rock you, if she notices she might stop or just wont move as much.
Another one who tucks her thumbs in. Her hands lay around your upper middle back area.
I have a feeling she closes her eyes completely and opens them when finished.
Junkrat!!💥
Has and will continue ask!! He loves physical affection<3
Gets super excited when ever you ask for a hug because at least one person wants to be next to him!
Sometimes encases you completely; to the point you cant even wrap your arms around him.
Stinks…he stinks
You will have to verbally ask for him to let you go.
His hand are SPREAD open and where ever he feels like putting them for that hug.
Would you be interested in writing a one-shot story of Lucio X Reader (The Arcana)? Like, it’s about people noticing that you two are genuinely in love, and it surprises the former.
A Day Off Together
|| Count Lucio x nonbinary!reader
|| Warnings; none, just fluff and flirty Lucio, short drabble
|| Summary; when Lucio and reader go through the market, a certain stall catches their eyes.
Requests open!
Started; November 2nd
Finished; November 2nd
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To say people were surprised by you and Lucio... would be an understatement. Nobody would have expected the Count to fall so head over heels for anyone that wasn't his own reflection. He was absolutely smitten by you in every sense of the word. Even Nadia was surprised by his behaviour; as this was not the Count she used to know. And definitely not the man she had once called her husband.
Today was a beautiful day in the market. So, Lucio and you decided to go through on a stroll. Lucio made sure you knew that he would get you anything you asked for. Hell, if you wanted an entire market stall? It would be yours. All you would have to do is ask. Hand in hand the two of you walked. Just appreciating being in the presence of each other. Somedays it feels as though you don't get to see him as much as you'd like, with his duties as Count and yours as Court Magician. It was a much needed break for the both of you. A day off together.
You had originally planned on not getting anything. Not wanting your lover to spend more than needed, but- a stall caught your eyes. Well, how could it not? It practically called for attention in its beautiful sparkling gems that glittered in the sun. You were drawn to it like a moth to a flame. Lucio smirked. He knew how you worked by now, he wasn't as stupid as people pegged him for. He knew you. And knew you had originally come in not wanting anything other than each other's presence on a nice walk through the market. Internally he was laughing to himself and at you, only just a bit. In the most lighthearted way possible, of course. Wondering how you could have ever thought you would come into the market and not get a thing. He knew something would catch your eyes eventually. As they often did.
"Lucio.." You breathed, eyes wide in awe as you took in all the gems. Sparkling so bright you were sure they had to be enchanted, though you sensed no magic. They just caught the sunlight in all the right ways. Your fingers brushed feather light touches against a jewel, a jewel that was attached to a thin rose gold chain. The jewel itself was your favourite crystal. You'd noticed it before you even got to the stall. And you knew you had to have it. Lucio's hand came and rested on your shoulder, a gentle smirk on his lips as he saw the necklace you were admiring.
"You don't even have to ask, my love." He kissed your cheek, making you smile at the gesture. He had a real soft spot for you.
"We'll take this one here. And any one with the same crystals." Lucio told the stall owner, who quickly nodded and raced around his stall. Collecting the jewelry and putting them in little pouches for you. Lucio gave you a wink and your cheeks flushed.
"I only wanted the one-" You had started to say, but Lucio laughed and shook his head.
"Why settle for one when your beauty knows no bounds? It wouldn't be right." His arms wrapped themselves around your waist, pulling you in close which got a giggle out of you. God, he was ridiculous. But he was yours. You loved him more than anything.
The merchant watched the two of you as he focused on his tasks, his eyes going to the Count. In all the years he's known him, this would have to be the most relaxed Lucio has ever been. It was surprising. He didn't think it was possible for someone to reel in such a free spirit as the Count; but it seems you have done just that. And all of Vesuvia was thankful for you. Lucio's been much more tolerable lately.
With your new jewelry, you and Lucio made your way out of the market. Lucio's hands came up from your hips, gently taking the pouch that held the necklace you'd originally wanted. He took it out of its holdings and rested it to your neck. A soft smile on his lips as he attached it to you. Earning a blush from you.
"You look absolutely perfect.." He murmured, gently pushing your hair aside and leaving a kiss on the skin there. His lips brushing the back of your neck in a way that made you shiver.
"Mm... thank you." You whispered back and his golden fingers latched around your hand. Intertwining with your own fingers.
"My pleasure." He winked at you and the two of you headed home to the palace.
These head canons are a little longer but enjoy anyways <3
- Ever since coming back to life, he touches everything. In the beginning he always had an arm around you, hand in your hair, squeezing and hugging the life out of you at random times. During meetings, dinner, walking, he is always touching you in some way.
- When he takes you out on dates, he resists the urge to shut the whole city down. More or less, it's always extravagant. the usual date includes Dinner on the rooftop with candle lighting, rose petals and the sunset, dancing in the ballroom, gondola racing in the canals of Vesuvia, and sneaking into theatre shows even though Lucio is able to buy the entire theatre.
- He spoils you and himself but still. He buys you a coat and gets himself a matching one. He gets new shoes, he buys you 3 pairs. You eye something while out on the town, he buys it for you.
- He likes doing little self-care days of spa days with you. Braiding hair, face masks, bubble baths, meditating too! He'll usually stay in a robe the entire day, forgetting he has a face mask on. It wont last long though because he looks into every mirror he sees.
- He likes to pull you into the ballroom to dance at random times of the day. Sometimes the middle of the night at the ungodly hours when you both can't sleep.
- On the nights he isn't horny (rare), he'll just watch you fall asleep and think of all the people he would kill for you (how romantic <3). He'll usually caress your arm, play with your hair, pull you into his chest, wrap his arms around you and listen to you breathe. If anybody walks in on him like this, he will eye them and give them one of these...
Headcanons for characters Part 8: Count Lucio of Vesuvia (AKA Montag Morgasson), Fluff
Hello everyone!
Long time no see! (I'm so sorry about that-)
But here we are, with yet another headcanons part! I think it's so good that I can finally do the fluff that I promised! You can also expect some Muriel and Portia fluff in the future too!
Requests for headcanons, fics and drabbles are open! If you have any wished or ideas, check out my rules for requesting (pinned post) or just pick anything from my prompt list!
Today's part, as requested, is fluff headcanons for everyone's least favorite count, the goatmen Lucio. Not my favorite, but fluff has been summoned, people. I cannot deny the destiny of fluff.
Hope you enjoy! ♡︎
- After the whole "coming back as the devil himself" fiasco, you and Lucio collectively decided that you've had enough trouble for one lifetime (and the second one, in his case). From then on, it would be just calm, regular life in the palace, without anyone to bother you. You've also managed to get your Count to promise that he'll be nicer and more fair to his subjects. But just because you wanted that. And he'll go to the moon and back for you.
- Lucio was, for as long as Vesuvia can remember, known as The Blonde Count. The Ruler With Blond Locks, the one with the slicked back hair. Of course, that meant that when you accidentally walked in on him dyeing his hair, both of you froze up. He was so embarrassed, telling you to get out and not look at him, not even knowing that you thought it was cute and not embarrassing at all. From that day forward, you've had cute little self-care dates every month where you two just stay in and you help him dye his hair. ++ Bonus points if when he wakes up in the morning, his hair is all messy and cute.
- Your relationship with Lucio isn't perfect. You've had your fights, your fair share of jealousy on both sides, and it couldn't have ever been described as perfect. However, whoever you asked answered the same: Lucio has never tried harder in anything than he does in your relationship. He's reckless, hot headed, mischievous, and sometimes stupid, but all of his everyday effort goes into making you the happiest person in the world.
- After becoming his lover, you've noticed that Lucio is much softer than he seems to be. Yeah, sure, he's an absolute whiny drama queen, but that does not mean that he doesn't play with his dogs, and it doesn't mean that he doesn't enjoy a good nap on the bed after a long day. It certainly doesn't mean that he doesn't want to hold and love you as long as he can. He may talk a lot of smack during the day, but not even he can deny that sleeping next to you and spooning you from behind isn't the moment he cherishes the most.
- Montag's favorite petnames for you are "babe", "gorgeous" and "darling". He has NO shame when you guys are out in public, saying things like "If these peasants have any problem with us, I'll throw them in the Colosseum and release the lions on them, babe!". Yeaahh, you'd never let him do that of course, but with you being that sort of evil-leaning-to-mischievous, you always laugh at those statements. He only has ONE secret nickname for you, which he only uses when you are alone in your bedroom, cuddling. It's "My King/My Queen/My Majesty". Oh, and one more thing. When you are all soft and mushy like that, he'd say: "I know Vesuvia only has a count know, but I swear I'll make you my count/countess/majesty one day.."
- You doing his eyeliner is his favorite form of intimacy. It's a big part of his image, and he doesn't trust many people with it, so he was a bit hesitant to let you at first. Now, it's become a part of your daily routine for you to sit in his lap every morning and draw on his eyeliner. With him whining about how you still aren't doing it right (even when he always says it's perfect afterwards), of course.
- I feel like having a metal hand is a big issue to Lucio. Sure, he always either says it's fine and brags about how brave he is, or he whines and cries about how hurtful it is and how much of an inconvenience it is... But not many have seen him in the middle of the night, making horrid faces, wincing and barely sleeping from the phantom pain he's getting. You always kiss around his chest (really close to where his metal prosthetic arm starts) to try and ease the pain.
- His mom, Morga, loves you more than she ever did love him. Even though she knows you aren't much better than her son, and calls you two "royal double-trouble", she still is very thankful to have you in her family. And yes, she does nag Montag to propose to you whenever she sees him, just because she can't wait for you to officially become her family.
- Lucio's acts of affection aren't big, but they are present. Every day he does something little to show you, to prove to you, that he still loves and wants you. Would he ever say those sweet words outloud? No. No, he would not. But the way he orders your favorite dessert to be brought in your room when he knows you are feeling down, the way he silently gives you his royal cloak when he noticed you were shivering in the snow, the way he dances with you in the ballroom with no care in the world... Maybe those gestures say enough, and he didn't even need to say anything else.
- Just as his former wife, Lucio loves spoiling you. But not in the same way Nadia does, no. Nadia spoils you gracefully, giving you everything you need and more, while also not being afraid to say "no" from a time to time. Lucio, however.. He's a different story. He spoils you, but to a different level. Anything you want anything you need, anything you could possibly think of - he just can't say no. This is because he truly believes you are the only person on his level, and he deserves the world (in his mind), so that means you do to.
“Shh, it’s alright, my love. I’m here,” you whisper to your fiancé, running your hand through his blond locks to help soothe him since you know he likes having his hair played with. His face is currently buried in your chest, wetting your pajamas as tears leak from his eyes.
He had another nightmare.
You’re not sure why he’s having them or what’s causing them, but he doesn’t want to tell you about them. You’re not 100% sure about this, but you have an inkling that it has something to do with you dying. You don’t know why it’s suddenly bothering him many years later, but you don’t want to ask him about it and cause him more stress.
So, you do this instead. You hold him tightly to you and let him cry as much as he pleases, just allowing him to break down his walls and be vulnerable with you. Sometimes you hum his favorite songs or talk to him about the dream you were having, anything to get his mind off of it. It always works too, and when it does, he’ll tilt his head back for a kiss before laying right back down on your chest.
“Thank you,” he’ll whisper sleepily, smiling as he drifts off when he feels you press more kisses to his hair line and the crown of his head.
That's all you seem to have been doing for minutes uncountable, and now as the destination of choice is within eye's reach, you slow down- running turns to jogging, which eventually becomes a brisk walk. Your right arm raises- a second nature, the ideal place to knock on the door is now something you know by heart, and you could probably raise your hand the same in your sleep. Mazelinka's smile greets you warmly, or maybe that was the heat inside the pub which- even on a crowd less day- felt as if it had been painted with nothing but lava.
You hear the shuffling of familiar feet, and catch a whisk of an all too familiar scent. The sneeze of a lanky man booms through the pub- particularly through your right ear, effectively deafening you. Your feet are quick, but Lucio is quicker, and before you know it a pair of muscular arms wrap you in from the side, sweeping you up from the ground and pushing you into a welcoming chest. From the midst of the hairy bush nestled in the crook of your neck, you hear sniffles, and as your hands find their home in his golden locks, you pull out and cup his sharp, beautiful face in your hands.
"Now, now, where did my darling boy catch a cold from? I thought you were a strong man- why, couldn't you fight it off baby?!," you coo at his forlorn features, your thumb grazing every pore of his cheekbone, "Don't be down- I'm here now, aren't I?"
"Yeah...," he mumbles, unconsciously hooking his fingers in your belt loop and pulling you impossibly closer, "You never told me I could've fought it, you know I love a fight!"
Both of you giggle as Mazelinka's hilarious wheeze echoes through the pub. You mentally prepare yourself for a busy day nursing your big baby back to health. He was a fighter- stupid as he was, and secretly you loved an opportunity to nag him about and treat him like a kid. It was nice to have him not beat up animals for a change.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"
"LUCIO YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO PUT THE BOILING WATER ON YOUR FACE- YOU JUST GET THE STEAM-"
Are you still doing request on that Au/Troupe/Prompt thing? Can you make a Troupe - Fake Dating Lucio?
You Are My Favorite Memory - Lucio x Reader
Word Count: 3.094
"C'mon Y/n, it's just one night! You don't even have to stay close to me all time! I mean, it would be better if you did, but anyway, just please do this for me!"
You sighed, feeling a few stares on you from some of the palace workers. You tried to walk faster, but it wasn't like Lucio couldn't catch up to you. He gripped your arm a bit tighter, pulling you closer to him, which made you stumble.
"Lucio, stop! I already told you I won't be your escort" You pulled your arm back, not looking at his face.
"I think escort is a strong word for what I'm asking. I asked you to accompany me to the party and pretend that we're dating. Not to be an escort"
You rolled your eyes. He had been bugging you for almost two hours now. It was a miracle how you haven't smacked him yet and how he hadn't given up on the idea. You sighed and turned around, looking at Lucio. If you weren't so angry, you would've giggled at his facial expression, literally begging you with his eyes.
"Fine! But I have rules!" You pointed your finger at his face, but he kept the puppy eyes, nodding his head vigorously.
"Anything you want Y/n! A fur coat? Fancy clothing? Shiny and gold jewelry? A crown!? I'll give you a crown!" He held your hand, the one close to his face, with both of his, completely covering it.
You felt a little sorry for him, seeing the level of his desperation. You shook your head 'no' and pulled your hand back softly, raising your eyebrow at him.
"First, no interviews and no autographs from my part. Second, your limit is to introduce me as your partner to five important people only. Third, I get to take as much food as I want back to the shop"
"Yes, yes, and yes! Phew, if I knew that's all you wanted we could have ended this conversation so long ago. Hmpf, why didn't you make it all simpler?" He gave you a disappointed look and shook his head, making the urge to punch him come back "I'll make sure to send you many dressing options. I'll go personally to the shop to pick you up, so be ready, huh?"
And with that, he gave you a charming smile and started walking away. Lucio knew how to act like a child sometimes, but it was kind of part of his whole charm. You laughed a bit and started to make your way to the shop.
×
One week had passed since that conversation. During those seven days, tons and tons of clothes, shoes, ornaments, perfume, jewelry, and things you didn't even knew arrived at the shop. Asra didn't mind much, occasionally making fun of Lucio's fashion choices, but Faust found it hard to move around with so many things around. "Friend messy!"
"I can't believe he's still sending things for you to decide. The party is tonight!" Asra groaned once he closed the door, carrying into the shop a delivery Lucio had sent to you.
"What is it this time?" You chuckled and grabbed the package from his hand, moving to a nearby table, putting it on it.
"Open it up, I'm curious" Asra rushed behind you, planting his hands on the table, giving him enough impulse to sit on top of his, a few inches away from the package.
You undid the tie on the package and set it aside, raising the box lid. You gasped and let the lid fall on the floor. Asra peeked inside the box, his eyes widening up as he did. You carefully reached inside the box, tangling the necklace string around your finger, bringing it up close to your's and Asra's face.
"A Memorium...." Both you and Asra said it in a hushed tone, not believing what was right in front of your eyes.
"Hey Y/n, what are you doing?" You jumped a bit in surprise on your chair, holding the book tighter due to the reflex. You relaxed a bit when you saw it was Lucio.
"Just reading this book about magical artifacts. Always good to learn more" You smiled up at him, seeing his body moving in front of you.
He looked at the book with a frowny face, grabbing it from your hand and holding it sloppily, paying attention to the page you were in.
"Memorium....what is that? Oh, it looks fancy! Is it magic jewelry!?" He turned the book to you, still holding it on his hands. He had turned one page, showing the image of the rhombus-like shaped Memorium.
"You can say they are fancy in a certain way. They're very rare and expensive. A Memorium is like a portable center of information. You can use it to record your own voice, the voice of others, spells, and even short events. For example, if I decided to use it now, we could see our clear image projected on it, with our voices and everything" You explained, excitedly
"But it looks like a necklace..." He turned the book to himself, examining the image closer.
"That's the point. It's small but very useful. That's why it's so expensive" You concluded, getting up from your seat and grabbing the book from his hands.
"That's interesting...I guess. Oh well, I came here for a reason. I have to ask you a huge favor, the biggest favor, that if you do, will make me very happy" He opened a bright smile, hoping it would make it easier to convince you.
"Okay...? Tell me then" You crossed your arms with suspicion.
"I want you to accompany me to a party next week and pretend to be my partner!"
"If I knew he was going to give you a Memorium, I would've offered to accompany him instead" Asra smirked playfully, looking at you.
"I...I also had no idea...." You felt hypnotized by it. Had Lucio really remembered that brief conversation?
"Well, you have time to stare at that later, now you need to pick an outfit" Asra reached for your waist, gently guiding you to the immense piles of clothes and all other things as you kept your eyes glued to the necklace.
“O-Oh, you’re right. Lucio will be here in any minute, I need to be ready”
It didn’t take you very long to find something you liked. It was simple, but very elegant. Comfortable, and yet, it looked stunning. You looked at your reflection and felt like an angel. Asra’s look on you only made you feel even better. A proud and happy smile. He went behind you and carefully placed the Memorium around your neck. Once he finished, you heard a knock on the door. Asra smiled at you through the mirror.
“We’ll definitely explore that thing later, but now, someone awaits you” He backed away a bit, making way for you to walk through.
You let out a sigh and made your way to the door. Once opening it, you could see Lucio’s confident face, proudly holding a rose. He extended his arm, bowing a bit, and extended the rose to you.
“You look magnificent! I am such a lucky man to be with you” He says in a playful tone, making you snort in response. You take the rose and place it behind your ear since he had removed the thorns - or asked for someone to have them removed - and the stem had been trimmed.
“Oh my, how lucky of me to be favored by the Count” You play along, grabbing his arm. You look back, seeing Asra with crossed arms and Faust on his shoulder.
“Back before midnight. Unlike you, some of us have responsibilities the next day” Asra said with a stern tone, but you knew he meant well. You looked at Faust, who had her eyes squinted. “Friend home soon!”
"Don't worry, I'm not stealing your apprentice......tonight. Bye now!" Lucio didn't even give you time to say goodbye properly and pulled you into a very flashy chariot, closing the door and tapping the ceiling, alerting the Coachman that he could get moving.
The carriage was going on full speed and you could see the streets of Vesuvia passing by rapidly by the window close to you. Lucio sneaked an arm around your waist, holding you close as you entered a bumpy road. If it wasn't for his grip, you would be bouncing on your seat like crazy. You put your body close to his, trying to keep your body steady.
Once the road was over, he pulled back his arm, resting it comfortably on his leg. You felt self-conscious of your actions and pulled your body back, sitting up straight. Part of you wanted his arm to keep holding you and for your bodies to stay close together, but those thoughts quickly went away when the castle lights hit your face.
You squinted your eyes a bit, trying to get used to the bright environment and you could see Lucio's excited face from the corner of your eye. Once your eyes were accustomed enough, you peeked out the window. Colorful lights both directed at the castle and the sky slowly moved in synchrony. All kinds of people entered the castle on their fancy clothes and some of them talked outside. All of their eyes turned to yours and Lucio's chariot, making your heart beat faster.
Lucio held your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. You looked up at him and met a kind smile, a sincere and kind smile "No need to worry. You're with me. It may be a bit overwhelming, but I'm sure you and I will have a good time. Ready?"
He moved his hand away and extended it close to your face, a sly smirk on his face. You took a deep breath and placed your hand on his, giving him a confident nod and a smile. "Ready"
...........
It hasn't even been ten minutes. Ten minutes into the party and Lucio was already gone. You sort of expected it to happen, but that didn't make it hurt any less. He had introduced you to a few people as his partner but soon vanish to do something else.
You had stares on you, which didn't help with the situation at all. Some were apologetic, pitiful even, feeling sorry for you for being one of Lucio's failed dates. Others were filled with sarcasm and superiority, scoffing as saying that's what you deserved for being with a man like him. A few others were jealous, wishing that they were in your place, even if you were alone now. All of them made you feel bad.
You held back a few tears and walked to a balcony, only a few people there. Some drinking, others talking, but all of them looked at you and went away discreetly, leaving you alone under the night sky. You looked down at the garden beneath you and your eyes laid on the roses. It made you remember about the one behind your ear, but when you moved your hand to touch it, you noticed it wasn't there anymore.
You sighed in frustration and looked down again, wondering if you could sneak there and grab another one unnoticed. With all the stares on you though, it would probably be challenging. You felt a hand on your shoulder, pulling your thoughts away from your scheme and turned around, seeing Lucio.
"I'm afraid you lost something?" He extended his hand to you, holding out the missing rose. You put a displeased expression on your face and snatched the flower from his grasp, placing it behind your ear once more and turning back around, supporting your arms on the balcony.
Lucio didn't say anything, which was new. Maybe he knew that words wouldn't help him out now. You hear his footsteps getting closer until they stopped at your side. He looked up for a few moments, probably admiring the starry night, then looked down at the garden, giving out a chuckle.
“I hope you liked the rose. It was a ton of work to go down there and get that for you, plus removing the thorns was just awful. But seeing how it looks on you makes it all worth it”
You looked away, embarrassed, wanting to show him you were still mad, but with him acting so......so sincere and yet bold as ever at the same time made it almost impossible. You noticed the song slowly getting lower on the dance floor and then changing to the next one.
You couldn’t help but to shake your head with a defeated smile. You never thought Lucio would be the type to remember small details, but he has been proving you wrong the whole night. The soft and embracing tune that brought you back many memories played loudly inside, making it come out to the balcony in the perfect volume.
You turned around to look at Lucio and he was already staring at you, a cheeky grin and an extended hand. He wasn’t good with verbal apologies, but he did his best with what he could. You held his hand and he pulls your bodies closer together, his golden arm involving your waist.
“Did you play with your new toy yet?” He said, looking down at your chest. You followed his gaze, looking down at the Memorium. You had forgotten about it due to all the commotion of the evening. And only now you realized. You knew all the facts about the Memorium, how it was supposed to look, the average size and weight, even how many were produced in the last one hundred years....you just didn’t know how to use it.
As if reading your mind, Lucio used one of his hands, keeping the other on your waist, to get a gentle hold on the Memorium. “Would you mind holding the top part dear?” You gave him a small nod and, since one of your hands was also free now, you held the sharpish tip of the Memorium.
Lucio grabbed the bottom and slowly twisted it, as if opening an upside-down bottle. It was now evident that it was like it was divided into two attached parts, since you could see a source of blue light coming through a slit in the middle of the artifact.
Lucio slowly let go of the Memorium and so did you. but it kept shining, now pressed on your chest. You looked at it, amused, for a few moments until looking back at Lucio who had a very proud look on his face.
“Apparently I know more about magical artifacts than the magician. What an irony, huh?” His look was so smug you couldn’t help but to giggle a bit, making him feel ego inflate even more. You felt his hand on yours again, starting to move with the song on the background.
“I can’t believe you remembered that tune...It was a long time ago and-”
“-And we were walking on the market, on a day I had insisted to stay in the Palace since it was awfully hot. But you made me go out anyway to....have a picnic. It was an incredible day, especially after that musician kept on following us, playing this song”
You smiled at him. He may act like he didn’t care in the slightest, that he didn’t notice the small details, but he always wanted to make you happy in the ways he could. You pressed your head on his chest, the soft blue light shining in between your bodies, making it look as if your hearts were becoming one.
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You were tired. Your feet were aching like crazy, burning even. After the dance had ended, Lucio grabbed your hand and pulled you through the Palace halls, laughing and telling you to ditch your shoes, as he was doing. He led you to the garden, where you had danced and danced, ran after each other, and almost fell on a pond. You were exhausted. But happy.
Lucio had taught you how to see the memories on the Memorium on the way back, which was simpler than you thought. Obviously, he had given you a ride back to the shop, and obviously, he had instructed the coachmen to go as slow as he could.
Once at the shop door, with your fancy shows in hand and Lucio barefoot, you shared a passionate and real kiss. You could feel the happiness coming from his lips and the sincerity they held. It was funny to see him walking back to the carriage, trying his best to ignore the dirty floor of the streets. You touched the rose behind your ear as you saw him poke his head off the window and wave at you. You waved back with a smile and entered the shop, the sweet scent of lavender dancing towards your nose.
The lights out, so you guessed Asra and Faust were already asleep. You silently made your way to the kitchen and poured some of the lavender tea on a mug, silently thanking Asra for his kindness. You decided to leave both the rose and the Memorium on the table in the living room, wanting to show it to Asra on the next day. The tea was no longer on the mug when you arrived in your room. You placed it on a nearby nightstand, fell on the bed, and drifted to sleep, feeling fulfilled.
Maybe it was the tiredness, or maybe the lack of lights, but you failed to notice Asra sitting in an armchair, in the corner of the living room. Once he saw you were asleep, he got up and made his way to the table, looking at the gifts you had received that night. He pulled up a chair and sat close to the table. Of course, he knew how to use a Memorium. He didn’t tell you to give you the satisfaction of figuring it all by yourself.
He contemplated it for a few moments before touching it. The Memorium glowed and floated around half an inch over the table. The image of you and Lucio dancing was as clear as day. The music on the background was soft, like a music box. And the happy expressions on your faces was obvious. It was love, wasn’t it? The love that he couldn't give you, displayed to him, as if he was just a mere bystander.
Which, at the end of the day, he was.
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Was the angst necessary at the end? Nope
Did I enjoy putting it there? Absolutely
I hope you all like this. The last gif is from the anime "Sword Art Online" - Season 1
Can u do a au for inuyasha like characters with animal ears for Muriel asra and Lucio and reader is a pristess like Kikyo in the anime !
so I’ve only seen a few episodes of inuyasha, but I tried to read up on it a bit. I hope this is what you meant and that you enjoy—thank you for your request!
asra ; I think it’s only fitting that asra would be like a kitsune-mix, since the magician is a fox. If he were a half-demon like Inuyasha, he’d simply be mischievous and morally-grey, one you try not to let your guard down around. As a priestess, you would try to ignore him when he’d slink around your temple, smiling at you charmingly with a twinkle in his eye. As time went on, you’d grow used to his company and engage in eye-opening conversation, but you don’t realize how attached you are to him until it hits you with his head in your lap, your hands running through his hair and along his ears. I think this relationship would be the most similar to Inuyasha and Kikyo, and you’d try to maintain your priestess duties, even if your lover is technically part demon.
lucio ; Would of course be the most “demon” out of the rest of them; he did try to take the place of the devil, after all. I think we’d keep him as part goat to fit his archetype, but as a priestess, he’d probably be one of the demons you fought. A true enemies to lovers, where you clash and fight because neither of you will admit defeat, and with each time you met, you’d indulge in banter and learn more about each other until your fights are more of a sparing match rather than to the death. This is a relationship you did not want, and you’d be very conflicted on staying as a priestess if you pursed a romance with him; you didn’t think you’d be worthy of your place if you fell for a demon who goes against everything you ever believed and preached.
muriel ; The only way you’d come across this half-bear part-demon is if your temple was within his woods. Again, like Asra, he would be very morally-grey but rather peaceful. You would never have to fight him and if he did come by your temple, you wouldn’t feel the need to be on guard. He’d be the kind to simply sit and rest by you while you prayed, and over time you’d form a silent bond and respect for each other. You wouldn’t feel unworthy if you loved him, and he would most likely be willing to believe in your preaching if you wished him to, so far as attempting to be mortal if that’s what you desired of him.
