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I’m Shirin, a writer for the arcana made by Nixhydra. My posts are in English, Spanish, and Farsi. Although my followers are mostly english, the majority of my posts are in english.
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Hi, is it alright if you do head canons about an mc who doesn't talk most of the time but when they do they have a very deep and raspy voice and how Asra, Nadia and Julian react to hearing their voice for the first time? it's okay if you don't want to work on this request
The arcana’s reactions to MC having a deep voice!
The arcana x GN!Reader.
Asra Alnazar:
One of the very few to actually expect you to have a deep voice. They don’t mind it at all, and wasn’t really paying attention to it in the first place.
They don’t think much of it, but something they do wonder about is what your singing voice sounds like.
Laughs whenever they see people be shocked / super surprised when they hear your voice. They think that every part of you is wonderful, but is your voice really all that special?
Asra is a firm listener over talker. They’re happy to listen to you talk about whatever you want for as long as you want, they enjoy the sound of your voice and want to know your opinions.
Nadia Satrinava:
At first, she’s surprised. But she quickly grows accustomed to it, and finds it endearing. It’s one of her favorite qualities about you.
She loves the way you say her name with your deep voice, it makes her feel really happy and she thinks about it often.
If you’re insecure about your voice, she shuts it down quickly and talks about how much she enjoys hearing you.
She also likes the way certain words feel sharper and quicker when you say them, it makes you sound attractive to her.
Julian Devorak:
He was surprised at first. He just kind of stood there - totally baffled. He thought of you as this sweet person, and that sort of rocked his view of you a bit.
But then again, it’s only your voice and within a week he got used to the sound of it. It always makes him laugh when he thinks of how nice you look and then the deep voice you have.
There’s nothing better than hearing your voice over the phone or in person after he’s had a rough day. He finds your familiarity comforting.
He thinks that you definitely shouldn’t be insecure of it, but he isn’t sure about how he’ll put into words just how much he loves your voice.
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The M6 with an S/O who specializes in plant-based magic!
The arcana x GN!Reader!Headcanons
Muriel the outsider:
In all honesty, Muriel will be the most appreciative of your gift out of everyone. He loves the forest, and he loves you. Now those two things combined. He’s overjoyed!
He decides that your magic would be useful, and invites you on his weekly trips around the forest. It’s actually quite cute, he makes it into a romantic hike for the two of you.
If you decide that you don’t want to take care of the forest with him, or that it’s too strenuous for you, he’ll respect your boundaries and admire your magic from afar instead.
He does ask you for help on certain things, but he’s always considerate of how it will affect you, and if it’s a want or a need.
Muriel will also openly admit to you how impressed he is of your skill. If you’re feeling particularly insecure that day, or he just feels like complimenting you, that’s his go - to for compliments.
Asra Alnazar:
At first, he’s unsure of how to react. He tries to figure out how it works in comparison to his own magic, so that way he can help teach you effectively.
He also, much like Muriel, does take a minute to admire your magic every now and again. As a fellow magician, he understands how hard magic is to do - and yet you make it look so beautiful and simple, he really is in awe of not only of how effortlessly you do it, but how pleasing you make it look.
He won’t ask you to do anything. He doesn’t want to strain you, but he wants you to know that he admires it - so he’ll give you pointers on your magic but also compliment it.
As a fellow magician, he’d also like to learn some of your plant - based tricks. How to make a flower grow, or how to get a vine to contort to another shape, so he’ll ask you how you manage to do certain things.
He’s very proud of you, he says it every now and again but it’s hard to explain how proud he is of you and your unique magical skills.
Nadia Satrinava:
She finds it intriguing. She wants to know how exactly it works. It’s more of a study than admire thing.
It surprised her at first. She didn’t know much about any magic, let alone that there were specific types that could mean and do different things for different people. She finds it a bit confusing, but once she gets the hand of it - she asks to study it.
She loves watching you work your magic. She thinks less of the magic, and more of you. There’s nothing she respects more than hard work, and watching you perform your talents is something she’ll never get sick off.
She has too much self - respect to ask you for a demonstration out right, but it crosses her mind every now and again and she uses repetition as a soft suggestion to try and get you to do it.
Nadia also tries to think of how your talent would benefit her. She’s not too shy to ask you for favors, but like Muriel, she stays within reason and doesn’t want to make you overwhelmed or uncomfortable with the amount of tasks she asks of you.
Portia Devorak:
She finds it so cool! She’s literally sweating when she first sees it, first of all - it’s so hot to her to see you work, second of all, your work is so majestic and amazing to her! Bonus points if you give her a flower that your magic made, she’ll literally swoon over you.
She daydreams about doing it to. She may be the slightest bit jealous of your tricks, but she doesn’t let it get in the way of praising you. She does really wish she could do it too, just thinking of all the pranks and schemes she could cook up with magic like that.
Portia is one of the very few who isn’t expecting or asking you to do something for them with the magic. She’s completely relaxed about you doing in your own time, and doesn’t ask or pressure you to do it when she wants you to.
Whenever she talks to anyone about you ( which is often ) she’s sure to mention it. She wants everyone to know just how awesome you are, and just how lucky she is. She’s not shy about praising you around other people.
She gets curious - and asks lots of questions about what you can do with the magic, if there’s any cool things you can make, change, or do. She won’t make you show her, but it’s one of the things she’s most curious about.
Lucio Morgasson:
Incorporates it into his flirting and pick - up lines. It’s really cheesy, but it’s also very sweet and shows that he puts at least some effort into flirting and doesn’t just re-use whatever he told to his last partner.
He loves the feeling of you showing off to him, it makes his chest puff up with pride whenever you demonstrate to him. It makes him feel special, and like you care a lot about him. He really likes it.
Whenever he gets bored of doing paperwork and you’re in the room, he’ll ask you to show him a trick or do something in the background to just give him some white noise and something to focus on while he works.
He also uses your magic as a party trick - Lucio’s known to be a wild party animal, and he’s practically beaming whenever you agree to show off your skills to kick the party up a notch.
A lot like Portia, he wishes to do the same, but he’s too proud to admit it to you or ask for lessons and just lets that jealousy sit in his mind. Sometimes when he’s on his own, he waves his hands around and pretends that he’s casting your magic.
Julian Devorak:
His first reaction is that it’s incredible. But later on, he starts to connect it to his work and wonder if there’s anyway it could help him in his medicinal studies. There’s been plenty of plant based cures in the past, couldn’t there be more now?
He won’t outright ask you, but he takes a little notebook and scribbles notes in his unintelligible handwriting whenever he sees you do your magic.
He does keep it in mind, and will get you plant - based gifts and knick-knacks because he knows that you’ll know what to do with them.
Whenever he thinks of you, he pictures you in nature because of your magic. If you ask him what he sees when he thinks of you, he’ll say something along the lines of “ you looking perfect in a field of tulips.”
He has certain theories about connecting your work to medicines, but he feels a bit guilty that all he can think of when it comes to your talent is how to connect it to his work, and thus doesn’t bring it up to you too often.
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I have another idea (can be ignored if wanted) what if Mc talks really loud (almost shouting) with a relative. Like it's not an argument but just normal talking (I do this all the time). But once the relative is gone they slip into a more lower voice. How would Nadia, Portia and Lucio react? Blurb please.
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The arcana’s reaction to their partner’s tone changing with different people!
The arcana x GN!Reader TW: shouting.
Nadia Satrinava:
Nadia wondered down the castle halls, looking for you. You’d told her earlier that you’d be talking to a relative that you’d invited. She thought you were finished by now however, and thought it would be nice to spend some time with you.
Once she turned the corner, she could hear your voice coming from a small tea room. Nadia was surprised she could hear you from all the way down the hall, you must’ve been shouting. Her brow furrowed, suddenly realizing the connotation. She feared the worst, that you were arguing.
She opened the door, scowling - ready to give whoever this was a loud and clear warning. She stopped, when she saw that you were.. Hugging? Yeah, just hugging.
“ Darling, is everything alright? I heard shouting,” She says softly.
You nod, smiling widely. “ oh no, me and my aunt here are just chatting. We can be quieter if it’s an issue,”
“ Not at all. Please do continue,” She waves at your relative, who smiles back at her. She really just wanted some alone time with you, so she decided to make her way back down the hall. About an hour or so later, you came and found her.
“ Hello, Nadi.” You whisper, sitting down next to her. She looks up, and smiles. “ Hi, darling.” She noted the fact that your tone had gone back to normal, but didn’t question it. She thought all of your little quirks were endearing, and this was no different.
Portia Devorak:
Portia was used to being loud. She was loud and proud about who she was, and there was no changing that. What she wasn’t used to - was you being loud. You said that it was only a good family member coming to hang out, but by your shouting tone she wasn’t so convinced.
She was sat at the other side of the room, she had zoned out and stopped listening to your conversation completely. She thought that it probably about something stupid, but as the volume started to rise, she stood up.
Portia rolled up her sleeves and stood in between you two and proudly shouted, “ what seems to be the issue here, HM?” There was just a hint of sarcasm in her voice, but other than she seemed serious on defending you.
“ .. oh, Portia, love.” You say, giggling. You grab her arm, “ We’re not arguing, just catching up.” Portia goes red, “ wha– but you said–”
“ I promise, hunny, we’re talking about my cousins.” Your uncle scratches the back of his neck, and laughs. “ yes.”
Portia then tries to cover up her mistake by kissing you and sitting down next to you. She goes quiet, still embarrassed about what just happened. She shouldn’t have gotten that aggressive, but she can’t help but feel like she wants to protect you! Is that so bad? She wondered, staring at you.
She then noticed how much more quietly you spoke when you talked to her. What’s up with that? She really, really, wanted to ask you. She opened her mouth to speak, but then stopped. On second thought, she’d already embarrassed herself once. What if she did it again? What if it was something you were sensitive about? She decided it would just be best to ask you later.
Lucio Morgasson:
Lucio really didn’t care what you did, as long as it didn’t hurt him or someone else. You were given personal space, he really only wanted to be the one you love. It might be the first time he’s heard you raise your voice.
“ how’s your little reunion going, love?” He calls over. The shouting doesn’t scare him, he’s used to it. It’s expected to be loud and rowdy in his family, or at least loud and vicious.
“ good!” you shout back, before going on talking to your cousins. He thought it was sweet that your family took the time to get together, you guys were just as loud as his family - but a hell of a lot sweeter.
He was relaxing on the sofa, adjacent to the dining table you and your family were shouting back and forward at. Your entire family seemed to be shouting the entire time, and surprisingly - it didn’t bother him in the slightest.
Not even a little bit. In fact, he was listening to your conversations. He was a keen gossip follower when he wasn’t spreading it, and he couldn’t help but peek in on your conversations. Even if it was just a little bit.
He smiled to himself, happy to relax while you did your thing.
Mc and the kid (from the M6 as parents) who hit teenage years get into an argument (can be about anything). Ends up in a screaming match and both go to different rooms slamming doors. How would Asra, Julian and Muriel react?
The M6 reacting to their partner getting into an argument with their child.
The arcana x GN!Reader TW: shouting, cursing, depictions of violence.
Asra Alnazar:
Asra is very level-headed and won’t take ‘sides’, but he’ll ask for both people’s point of view. He understands that a teenager is very hard to deal with, but he is a bit disappointed in you for letting escalate to something like this.
He knows you want only whats best for your child, but he thinks firmly that yelling is not the way to parent a child of any age.
Asra first checks in with his child, and figures out what their perspective is. Then, he’ll find out yours. Once he knows what’s going on, he’ll bring you both together and make both people apologize.
Ultimately, it ends with a big family hug and Asra being the sweetest man alive. He says wonderful things about both of you, and then comes it with some sort of family time plan afterwards.
Muriel the outsider:
He’s not one to resolve the conflict. He’s not a fan of shouting, due to his past. At first he thinks something is deathly wrong, and he gets into fight or flight mode. When he realizes you two are just arguing, he takes a deep breath and tries to seperate you.
If either one of you cries, he crumbles inside. There’s no worse pain than seeing the ones he loves upset, and to be completely honest - he feels so bad that you two are arguing, he hates it.
He does check in with his child first. He wants to make sure that this won’t have a lasting impact on them. He doesn’t want this to scare them the way some events in his childhood did.
He’ll try and make you side with your child’s point of view, but if you’re really stubborn, you’ll have to work it out on your own. He really doesn’t want to upset either of you, and waits for it to blow over.
When it does, life goes back to normal. He doesn’t bring it up and hopes neither of you do either. It goes unaddressed, and he continues being himself.
Julian Devorak:
He will completely agree with you. As long as it’s whats’ best for your child, he agrees whole-heartedly and backs up your argument. He’s shocked at first, he can’t believe the nerve of them.
Julian is a bit close minded since he grew up without parents, but he believes they should be grateful that they have a parent who cares about them so much.
He will hear them out but not without a stern talking to first. He thinks that the family should never raise their voices at each other, and makes you both swear not to dare do it again.
He fixes the issue by making everyone sit down and listen to you. He thinks that your opinion is valuable, and should be followed. If it isn’t, he takes it upon himself to find out why.
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The arcana x GN!Reader (TW: Mentions of pregnancy, reader is GN but hinted at being pregnant in Asra's chapter, light cursing.)
Asra Alnazar:
Again, someone who prefers adoption. A lot like Muriel, his past trauma of being an orphan on their own in aplace as dangerous as the Vesuvian docks made him want to be an open and safe place for children.
If you do get pregnant though, he turns to his mother. She’s experienced it - she might know what to do to in order for him to make it easier for you. He’ll research spells to lessen pain and morning sickness, and stuff like that.
He would love to give them a name dedicated to your love - for example, a combination of your names, or he might name them after some place special to the two of you.
Asra is a pretty chill parent. He’s not too bothered about what they do, as long as it’s safe and makes them happy. If they do get in trouble, he’ll use non-violent and pretty lenient punishments. Ex : Taking a toy away for a few hours, making them sit in time-out, etc.
He wants his kids to be free - spirited and do what makes them happy. Even if this makes his kids go for what might not be the safest option, he just wants them to feel empowered.
As a new parent, one can’t help but feel scrambled. Asra is no exception. Dealing with a newborn baby is not for the worried - or faint of heart. It’s especially not for those who don’t do well with little sleep.
This is what led him to his parents. He knocked on their door, hoping they’d come quickly. He didn’t know how much longer of his son’s screaming he could take. His mother opened the door, surprised.
“ .. who could it be at this hour.. Asra?” Aisha rubbed at her eyes, trying to rub the sleep away. “ .. what are you doing here, baby? Come in,”
He sighed, “ Sorry to bother you, mom.” She ushered him inside, “ It’s alright, hunny.” It took her a minute to register everything, she noticed the baby only once he’d gotten inside.
“ .. How’s ___? Are they keeping alright? How’s–” The realization hit her like a truck. “ oh my god! Did they go into– is that..?” He nods, and she bursts into tears.
“ Oh, Asra! You’re a father, you’re.. I’M a grandma! Before he could blink, Aisha wipes her tears. “ What’s it’s name?”
“ His name is Jordan, mom. He’s– a week old,”
“ why didn’t you tell me sooner, Asra?” She sighed.
“ I’ve been meaning to but things had come up and – well, I need your help.” Asra scratched the back of his neck.
“ Of course! What is it?”
“ .. how do you make a baby stop crying? I’ve tried everything.”
She laughs. “ give him to me.”
Asra hands her the baby, and as if it’s magic – Jordan stops crying full stop. He actually goes to sleep in Aisha’s arms.
“ H-how’d you do that?” Asra’s face with a mix of impression and surprise.
“ .. Grandma magic, hunny.” She winked,
Lucio Morgasson:
He has it rooted in his mind that children have to be biological to be the perfect ‘heir’ to Vesuvia. He’d push for it to be that way – but if you really wanted to adopt, he’d be just as an enthusiastic parent no matter what.
Lucio wants a larger family but to be honest, he wouldn’t be able to handle more than one kid.
If you adopt, he’s fine with adopting any age. If you get pregnant, he’d only give the best for you. He always has the finest made for you, but even more so. Although he, personally, isn’t much help - the castle staff are on higher guard and listen to you much more.
He’s totally a girl dad. His daughter wants him to wear a tutu and tiara? Goddamnit, he’s wearing one.
He’s a fun parent but he does what he wants - and his kids follow that. He doesn’t feel the need to be patient, or act in benefit of his kids. He’s really chaotic, and doesn’t recognize that he should be nurturing his kids, not partying with them.
“ Daddy! Daddy!” Lily shouts, grabbing his pant leg. He looks down, and smiles. “ There she is! What is it, silly-lily?” He tickles her face, and she giggles.
“ Auntie Nadi taught me how to paint my nails!” She confidently shows off some poorly done pink nail polish. He does a mock gasp and claps, “ they look amazing! Anyways, you were saying..”
“ Can I paint your nails, daddy? Pretty please?” She gives him those puppy dog eyes he can never say no to. He wasn’t too bothered about going to the event on Vesuvian finances, spending time with his daughter sounded a lot more fun.
“ Sure.”
That’s was all he needed to say. She flipped open a bag, and took several colors out. “ Which one do you want, daddy?” He surveys them, and chooses a deep blood red.
She paints carefully.. But a 6 year old can only paint so well. It’s messy, but she tried her best. Even though it’s messy, Lucio seems pretty happy with it. Valerius passes by, and notices it.
“ My count.. What are you doing?”
“ Getting my nails painted, obviously.”
Valerius rubbed his temples, “ My count, you cannot be serious. No one will take you seriously with that mess on your hands..”
Lucio furrows his brow. “ How dare you suggest that this is anything other than pure artwork!? I look absolutely FABULOUS. You are just too incompetent to recognize this pure beauty!” He winks at his daughter, who’s staring at him in awe. Valerius walks off, too tired to deal with Lucio.
Julian Devorak:
He personally would like to have biological kids. There’s really no reason for it, he just wants it and knows, being a doctor, that he can handle a pregnant partner well. He’d also want to have multiple kids, because his relationship with Portia is really good and he’d want his kids to have that experience too.
If you prefer to adopt, he would try and convince you to have biological children, but if you really didn’t, he wouldn’t keep pushing it.
He’d want to name one after Portia. She was what kept him alive at one point, and he knows that she’s special and deserves it - so as long as you’re fine with it, he wants that to happen.
He would be the authority parent. Definitely the “ just wait until your father gets home,” and he’s fine with that. He’s a very tactile parent otherwise, and is very sweet with his children.
Once they get to be older, he does try and embarrass them a bit. But it’s all in good fun and he doesn’t mean to really offend them.
He sighs, happy the long day of work is over for him. He jingles his keys in the door and walks through the entryway of your shared home. “ I’m home!” He shouts.
Two little kids come instantly running in from the living room. A little girl with bouncy brown curls hugs his leg, and a slightly older boy runs right up in front of him.
“ papa! You’re back!” The girl says, the boy nods. “ You’ll never guess what we did today!”
“ oh, really?” He says, taking his coat off. You walk through afterwards, sighing and smiling at the two of them.
“ Pasha, Ivan! Let your father get in the door.”
“ but ___! He’s been gone for agesss…” Ivan complains, “ yeah! And we have so much to tell him!” Pasha chimes in. Julian ruffles Ivan’s hair, and then tickles Pasha’s chin.
“ It’s alright, dear. I love the attention,” You roll your eyes, leaning on the doorway. He walks over and kisses you on the cheek, before his hands travel to your back and he kisses you on the lips.
Your daughter looks away in horror, and your son boos. “ Ew, you guys! Stop, that’s nasty!”
Julian chuckles and steps back, you put your head on his shoulder.
“ – well, tell me about your day then, kids.”
He ushers them both into the next room, and you can’t help but smile and get that warm and safe feeling in your heart. You love them.
Julian is an excellent actor. In all different ways, if something is bothering him - only those who know him very best can understand that something is wrong. And right now especially, he was thanking the arcana that he was such an excellent actor. Because that way he could conceal his plan from you.
You walk into the study. “ You needed me, honey? Is something wrong?” you ask.
“ I was just curious about something, dear.” He says, extra sweetly. He has his tie on, and his eyepatch off. Whatever he’s thinking about is something serious. “ .. Have you ever thought about officiating a certain thing?”
“ .. what ‘thing’ are you talking about, Jules?”
He sighs, and smiles. He sweeps all of his desk’s contents to the floor, they make a loud clatter sound against the hardwood floor. He knew that this was not the time to put on a false face and act, this was the time to speak straight from the heart.
Julian can feel his worries about this fall away. The endless and long nights of staying up to rehearse and plan for this now felt.. silly. So incredibly silly, what good is pretending to be someone else in the moment he should most definitely just be himself? He was going to do this his own way. To say the things he truly feels, and not some silly pre - written words.
There’s only one thing left on his desk, a pearl ring. It’s not even in a box, it’s just sitting there, only accompanied by a second ring. He stares into your eyes, a cheeky smirk on his face.
“ Officiating our relationship, of course. Would you do the honor of marrying me, dear?”
Asra Alnazar:
Asra sighed, thinking of you. The truth was ever since he’d known that you loved him just as much as he loved you, he had been thinking of you. You were so unbelievably perfect in so many ways to him. Everything about you, your looks, your thoughts, your feelings.. He cherished it. It had been taken away from him - and he never fully recovered.
Asra worried that something else would split the two of you apart again. He really did, but then an idea crossed his mind. Marriage. You two had been talking about it before you caught the plague, and he started to think that it was a way to truly solidify your connection.
He waited for you at the fountain garden. A place that was special to the two of you. It was the early summer, a june evening. His favorite time of day during his favorite season. What better place?
As the noise of the castle slowly drifted off behind you, you came into Asra’s view. He had said to you that he wanted to tell you something important. He stood up from the edge of the fountain, his soft smile widening.
“ Hello, my love.”
“ Hi, Asra.” You say. He takes you hand and squeezes it gently. His eyes stared into yours. A breeze passed through the garden, the purple sky in the background made your lover look simply stunning.
“ .. I told you this morning that I wanted to tell you something. I’ve been waiting, ___. I’ve been waiting a long time.”
You listen, you could never know how carefully he’s considered every word and rehearsed it before now. He wants nothing more than for this to be as special as possible for you.
“ … but now the wait is finally over, my love.” He kneeled, taking out a small pouch, and taking one silver ring with both of your initials inscribed into the inside of it.
“ Will you marry me, ____ ?”
Lucio Morgasson:
Lucio sat up in bed, covered in cold sweat. He had a dream about you, and it could only mean one thing - he was being stupid. He was stupid not to marry you, you’re the most perfect person to him. You’re beautiful, perfect, and kind. He couldn’t think why he hadn’t yet put a ring on you.
He ran over to his own jewelry box, ransacking it for rings. Anything would do. All he knew is that he wanted you, and he wanted you now. He found one that looked like it might be your size - and before he knew it, he was running down the hall.
You’d said to him earlier that you’d be working on a project with Portia in the library tonight. He ran as fast as he could down the hall. Once he got there, he banged on the library door until Portia opened it.
“ .. Sir Lucio? What are you doing here?” She said, surprised. He was out of breath, and looked over Portia’s shoulder and saw you reading.
“ out of my way, Portia–” He said, shoving and squeezing past her. She let him get by, standing there confused.
He ran up behind you, tapping your shoulder. He was a man on a mission, nothing could’ve stopped him from getting what he wanted at that moment. You turned and looked at him,
“ Lucio? What is it?”
“ .. “ He stared at you for another second before acknowledging himself. Still a bit out of breath, and grabbed your shoulders before waving the ring near your face like a mad man.
“ .. marry me, here. Now.”
Nadia Satrinava:
She wanted to extravagant, she really wanted it to be a story you talked about for the rest of your life together. She had several servants, wedding planners, event planners, and even some family members invited to the palace to help her come up with the best plan she could. She only allows the best for you.
She thought long and hard about what to do, but eventually she decided on something she thought you’d like. She made a reservation for a small pizza restaurant. It was old fashioned brick-oven pizza, something she thought you’d like.
Nadia sat at the restaurant, waiting patiently for you. She had sent a carriage to the magic shop a little over 20 minutes ago. She shifted in her seat, she’d really dressed up for the event. She had painted her nails a deep red, the perfect manicure to show your rings off with.
“ .. Oh, Nadia, sweetie, I’m so sorry I’m late!” You say apologetically, rushing over to the table from the front. “ A customer knocked over the buckwheat frogskin and then I had to spent an extra half hour helping her clean herself up, and then cleaning the group.”
She pulled out your chair for you and give you a kiss on the cheek. “ It’s quite alright, darling.”
She sat back down and across from people, smiling at you. She’d planned to do it towards the end of the meal, but as soon as the bread came - she just looked at how beautiful you were. You were so beautiful and kind all the time.. Something came over her, and she stood up out of her chair.
She nearly knocked into a waiter, but she got down on a knee, and put her hand on your knee.
Nadia stares, she’d never been so confident in a decision. Ever.
“ Darling, Would you marry me?”
Muriel the outsider:
He was nervous about asking you. It was a large step in life, but you had helped grow into a better and more confident person, and he couldn’t imagine asking this of anyone else.
You’re sat near the fire with Inanna, journaling while Inanna’s asleep on your lap. The only thing that can be heard is your occasional laughter and Inanna’s soft snoring. Muriel smiled at you. He knew you were the one. The person, HIS person.
He walked up behind you, and sat down next to the two of you. He loved the way you looked at him, so full of love - and never full of fear. He tries to speak, but the words die in his throat. How is he supposed to do this?
Muriel takes a deep breath and stares at you. From your perspective, it looks a bit like he’s glaring as hard as he can. It makes you a bit nervous.
“ Hey, Muri. Is something wrong?” You ask, concerned about him.
“ I.. you.. Please, maybe– if you think you want.. W-we could.. I think that..”
He stumbles on his words, blushing. He puts a ahand over his face, you’ve been together so long and yet you still fluster him so very much.
He decides it’s best to just get it over and done with, the words come out bluntly but they’re still endearing and sweet.
“ I want to marry you!” He says loudly, but then he realizes how awkward he looks and his gaze softens. “ .. Please say yes.” he whispers.
Portia Devorak:
Portia knew she wanted to take advantage of her charm when it came to you. If there’s two things she loved, it was life at sea - and you, OF COURSE. One time while you were re-stocking the ship at one of the towns, she brought you off away from the crowd and onto a much smaller sailing boat.
It was perfect. The late afternoon sun on the harbor and coastline, it was just the two of you. With the exception of a sailor who was manning the boat while Portia romanced you. She was incredibly patient and listened a lot more than talked - you could sense something was different about this date, she almost always did most of the talking.
She had been very patient that day. She knew what she wanted, and she was ready to make that happen. She waited until the very best moment to ask, when the sun was setting and you were least expecting it.
She scooted a little closer to you, putting her hand on top of yours. She smiled, taking something out of her pocket.
It’s a pearl ring, perfectly your size. It’s beautiful, and you gape at it.. Too happy to realize that Portia’s started talking, finally you look over and she smiles at you. She loves you so very much.
“ Could you make me the happiest woman ever and marry me?”
The arcana x GN!Reader ( Asra, Lucio, and Julian will be in part 2 ) TW: Mentions of pregnancy.
Portia Devorak:
She wouldn’t care whether you adopted or had biological children.
If you had the child yourselves, she’d be really supportive and gentle with you but still try to keep you entertained during your pregnancy. If she got pregnant instead, she’d want to keep working and keep exploring - only really stopping when she’s physically unable to keep up with her tasks.
If you adopted a child, she’d want to adopt a baby, since she has an attitude of ‘ try everything at least once! ‘ and she’d want to try taking care of an infant, just to see if it was as magical as people say it is.
Portia wants to name her children something meaningful. She’d definitely try and convince you to let her name the child after Mazelinka if it was a girl, and Julian if it was a boy.
She’s definitely the fun parent. She’s willing to try anything that her child suggests - even if she knows it’s stupid. She loves getting wild with her kids, and making sure their childhood is packed with fun, albeit chaotic, memories.
However, under this, she’s a deeply kind and caring mom. She really loves her child, and is behind them in anything they do undoubtedly. She really wants them to know that she’ll support them no matter what happens and why. She wants them to follow their dreams, and live their lives to the fullest.
You’re at a festival. Specifically – a music festival. Your youngest daughter, Mariam ( named loosely after Mazelinka ) is performing for the first time. Your wife, Portia, squeezes your hand excitedly as you watch your little girl go onto the stage with her piano.
“ THERE’S MAMA’S SUPER STAR!” She shouts from the audience, before the show can even begin. Mariam notices this, and waves excitedly before she’s ushered over to the center of the stage.
“ oh, look! She’s doing so good, she gets her talent from you. Can you believe that’s our seven year old? I was eating dirt at her age!” Portia jokes, whispering.
“ mhm.” You whisper back, watching carefully.
“ I’m so proud! She’s absolutely amazing at this. I’m so glad that milady gave me the day off for this.” She says quietly to you. She wouldn’t ever want to ruin this moment - but she can’t contain herself. She’s just overjoyed at your daughter’s performance.
Once the performance is finished, Portia claps longest and loudest out of everyone in the audience. She practically zips through the crowd to get her daughter, giving her a tight bear hug.
“ You’re wonderful! You’ve got such a talent, honey. Mama’s so very proud of you, and ____ is too!”
Your little girl hugs her back. “ mommy, you’re hugging me a little too tight.” Mariam admits, beaming back at Portia. After a while, Portia lets go.
“ We should do something to celebrate your awesome skills. How about we go out for a fancy dinner now?” Portia grins.
“Okay!”, Mariam takes her hand, grinning back. You follow behind the two of them, wondering how you got so lucky.
Muriel the outsider:
I’m sorry, but he would only have biological children if they were an accident. He’s just too anxious to deal with the fears and possible dangers that happen with pregnancy. Plus, he also doesn’t want other children to ever go through what he went through living on the streets as an orphan.
If you do get pregnant by accident, that’s fine. He’d never leave you to deal with a child by yourself, He’ll be there for you and care for you to the best of his ability ( which isn’t a lot because he’s insanely nervous. )
But if things go to plan, and you adopt a child - he doesn’t give a single damn what age or background they are. For him, it’s about making sure that no child has to go through the loneliness that he suffered from.
Doesn’t mind what they’re named. You can take the reigns with that if you’d like, but if he has to make the decision he’ll ultimately name them after something in nature.
Due to his dangerous childhood, he is a tad overprotective and over affectionate. It’s all good intentions though, he just doesn’t ever want to see his child unhappy or suffering. That’s why he tries to prevent them from getting into any situation that could potentially be dangerous to them.
Even if Mars would have to crash into the earth for the situation to even possibly be dangerous. He’s just taking that extra precaution!
“ No, Ivy, don’t touch that.” He says softly, watching his toddler try grab a rose. She doesn’t register this at all, and continues to try and rip the flower out of the soil.
He walks over, and carefully picks her up. She’s tiny compared to him - he can hold her with one arm. She squirms around, babbling and trying to get back to the plant.
“ I know, Ivy. But roses have thorns, and they might prick your fingers.” Muriel murmurs. You come up next to him, and kiss him on the cheek, carefully taking your daughter into your arms.
“ Have you been causing trouble today, baby?” You ask, she simply babbles and grabs onto your shirt in response.
You then look over to Muriel, he’s silently admiring the two of you. He loves you both so very much, and there couldn’t possibly be a more comforting sight than this to him.
“ Hi, dear.” He whispers, “How’s your day been?”
“Not too interesting. Working as the castle Magician has been awfully boring.. I’m glad to see you guys.”
He nods, and brings you into a hug, kissing your forehead. You would hug him back - but you’re still carefully holding onto your daughter. She’s holding loosely onto your sleeve, staring up at you with big curious eyes.
“ Isn’t she lovely?” Muriel asks, he couldn’t have possibly found a more genuine happiness. He can’t even register your response, he’s just so in awe of how content he is with his life and how there are so many wonderful people in it. He truly wouldn’t trade what he has now for the world.
Nadia Satrinava:
Would much rather adopt as well. She finds it invigorating to know that she’s providing a home for those who need it and living up to her goal of being a selfless leader and person.
If you were to have biological children, she’ll spoil you during your pregnancy. She’ll spoil you as if there’s no tomorrow - getting you anything and everything you might need or want. If she’s the one who gets pregnant, she’ll have Portia take over some of her duties as countess while she works towards term. She doesn’t want to overwork herself and hurt her child, but she still has lingering guilt that she isn’t working.
If you are to adopt, she would rather adopt a slightly older child. One who could walk and talk already, merely because she’s afraid that her duties as countess would prevent her from teaching her child those immaculately.
Would want her child to have an important name that displays their personality and suits them. She’d have to meet her child first before deciding on a name, and choose one accordingly.
Is a calm parent but also a voice of authority. She’s the one who gives your child a scolding if they step too far out of line, but it’s always level headed and reasonable. She’ll be mature and never make your child upset.
What’s the one thing she wishes to instill in your child? She wants them to have a good education. She wants them to be educated, and have good self - advocacy skills.
“ Noam, have you been studying?” Nadia asks him quietly, sat across from him at the table. You’re sitting left of your lover, and right of your son. She skims through important documents and he doodles on his notebook, smiling.
“ Yes, mama. I got a 90% on my math quiz today.” He says proudly, smiling.
She looks up, grinning back at him. You notice how he inherited her smile, and it makes you let out a soft chuckle.
“ Wow! I’m so proud of you, Noam. You’re an excellent boy.” She gushes, putting down what she was working on. You nod, backing up her words 100%. “ You’ve never done as well as that before, good job!”
He beams at the both of you, “ do you really think so?” He asks timidly.
“Of course.” Nadia says, “ you’re my precious boy, and I’m so proud of you.” She walks over, and kisses him on the top of the head.
“ – I tried my best.” He said proudly.
“ That’s all I ever ask of you, hunny.” She says, running her hand through his hair and messing with it. He laughs. You smile at the two of them.
( Let me know if you’d like for me to make this into a fic! )
Asra Alnazar - The foreign viscount.
He was sent on behalf of his king to meet you, and strike an alliance of some kind. As a duke/duchess yourself, you had to often deal with ‘foreign affairs’. Unfortunately for you, most of these foreign affairs consisted of you having to deal with old boring royalty from other countries talk about how marvelous they are to their people, and how beneficial they’ll be to you.
That’s why you weren’t expecting to see such a handsome and polite stranger walk into your hall for one of your ordeals. You assumed he was a servant or a chamberlain, surely not someone with such a title.
“Greetings, I’m Viscount Asra Alnazar, your highness.” You shook his hand, and for the first time - he looked up to see your face from his bowing posture.
“ – they weren’t lying when they said your beauty was a vision like no other..” The way his lips curled into a smirk and he looked so deeply into your eyes told you all you needed to know.
You would be seeing him again soon.
Muriel the outsider - The knight.
You had known Muriel just about your entire life. When your parents had been too busy serving the country to help you, the little boy accompanied you. You don’t remember when your family first hired him, but he’s been there. Always. That sweet, quiet, human teddy bear, always five paces behind you.
But something had changed. All this talk of suitors for you, and alliances that could come out of your dating life. It was so confusing, and so you went to the only person you could truly confide in.
“ Muriel?”
He was shocked for a moment, before bowing to you and speaking. “ Yes, ____?”
You loved the way he said your name. He was the only servant or palace guest who called you by your name and not your title, you adored it.
“ All this talk of my marriage is driving me mental! What do you think about it, Muriel? You know me well.. Who do you think would be a good option for me?”
“ .. well, there’s someone..” He said absent-mindedly.
“ Who?”
“ .. “ He doesn’t respond, and just stares at you. Did he always look at you so lovingly?
Julian Devorak - The thief.
You rubbed sleep away from your eyes, holding up the candle. You walked through the silent, dimly lit halls of your castle. It was so late, even the most devoted servants were asleep. You kept hearing a clang coming from one of the rooms. You opened the door to the room at the end of the hall.
There was a man, covered in black apart from his face. He was lit only by the pale moonlight, holding various bits of gold jewelry to his chest. He was.. Beautiful. He seemed to be stunned at you as well,
You thought it was because you had caught him stealing, but you hoped it was because he thought you were just as beautiful as he was to you. Neither person dared to move, until eventually he spoke.
He walked over, slowly. He took your hand, and kissed it. It seemed he was unsure of what to do in royal presence.
“ Dear, forgive me. You must understand I steal with good reason,” He muses.
“ who.. Who are you?” is the only thing you manage to say.
He doesn’t know what came over him. You stirred something within him, He knows better than to incriminate himself, and yet he spoke anyways.
“ Julian..”
“ Will I see you again?” You murmur, suddenly grabbing his gloved hand.
“ perhaps. I must go now, my dear.” He opened the window, you were left in a trance.
You have the sinking feeling you’ll be meeting him once more.
Portia Devorak - The Jester.
Sometime in your teen years, your family hired Portia to try and be of some entertainment to you. Despite never knowing her before, she always seemed to know exactly what was bothering you and how to fix it.
You couldn’t help but be burnt out. Everything was fine with you physically, but you just felt tired mentally. Being a royal took it’s toll on you, and Portia noticed that it was particularly bad this week.
She skipped over to you, smiling and singing.
“ Hellooo your majesty! How’s the most perfect person in the whole of the kingdom?” You sigh, trying to stay grumpy - you can’t help but smile. Portia’s joy is infectious to you, you can’t help it.
“ I’m fine, Portia.” She skips alongside you, before.. Tickling you? She tickles the back of your neck, your arm, everywhere! You erupt into laughter.
“ haha– Portia, Portia! Stop it– haha!” She doesn’t stop grinning and tickling you until you’re almost crying of laughter.
“ Nuh-uh! Not until you tell me you feel GREAT, not just ‘fine’!”
“ I’m great, I’m great– Portia, stop!” Even once she stops, you're still giggling.
“ Good! I love it when my favorite person is happy,” She pulls you into a big bear hug.
You could’ve sworn she said ‘I love you’ under her breath.
Lucio Morgasson - The Prince.
In the royal hierarchy, there were very few higher than yourself. But alas, there were people in higher rank than you. And Lucio happened to be one of them.
He was known for his lavish parties, and his ability to sway all kinds of guests. You thought you were an exception, you wouldn’t succumb to his charms. You didn’t like the way he did what he pleased when he pleased purely because no one stopped him.
“ Ah, the duke/duchess!” He walks over, and laces his hand through yours, twirling you. Before you can collect yourself, he’s shouting.
“ Come here, come here!” He says, smiling widely.
“ GUESTS! LOVELY GUESTS! RAISE A GLASS IF YOU WANT ME TO MARRY DUKE/ DUCHESS, AND IF YOU THINK THEY’RE AWFUL – KEEP THOSE GLASSES DOWN!”
In drunk fun, plenty of strangers lift their glasses. He flashes that drunken grin at you, and speaks again.
“ The people have spoken, darling!” He wraps his arm around your shoulders. “ We should do it!”
“ ugh, Lucio–” You peel him off you, “ no! You’re drunk!”
But when you step away and really look at him, his golden hair and bright blue eyes, a thought occurs to you. What if you had said yes?
Nadia Satrinava - The teacher.
After failing several plans, and not coming up to grade with the necessary royal knowledge - the kingdom sent out for the best, a princess from culturally rich and important Prakra to tutor you. It was a win-win, you learned more and the alliance your country had with Prakra only tightened.
When the princess finally arrived, you overheard her talking to her servants from downstairs. “ I do not understand why I must refine some – some fool! This is coming out of personal time, I’ll have you know, I just can’t understand why I am being forced to do this instead of serving my country.”
You sigh.. Already she doesn’t like you. You decide to just take a breath and head down the stairs, it couldn’t possibly get any worse..
You walked down the banister in your formal clothing, clearing your throat at the top of the stairs. Nadia stops and notices you, going to introduce herself before stopping.
You were beautiful. Truly wonderful. She blushes but then quickly recollects herself,
“ Your majesty, I am Nadia Satrinava.. It’s the highest honor to meet you.”
Synopsis: Headcanons about Lucio, Asra, and Portia feeling jealous of how their partner acts with someone.
Asra Alnazar:
Unlike how the rest of his personality is, Asra gets jealous easily and often. He can’t help his possessiveness, so he doesn’t act on it often. He’s good at containing himself.
Asra feels a big deal of guilt for all of his envy, and whether you mind or not, he worries it’ll make you feel uncomfortable or controlled.
He respects you and trusts you to not cheat on him but still he can’t help but overthink a bit before ultimately intercepting.
Still feels guilty about it even if you say he was doing you a favor.
You smile warmly at the shopper. “ Let me know if I can help you find anything, sweetie!”
Asra knew that this wasn’t special, and that you called everyone nicknames – but the way the stranger seemed to enjoy it got under his skin. He couldn’t help but curl his hands into fists as he watched the stranger’s expression twitch into a smirk.
The stranger had a likeness to your lover, except the stranger was taller, and had a mischievous feeling to him. The man spoke,
“ I was just wondering what time you got off work.”
Asra knows you’d never ever cheat on him, but his blood boils. There’s a slim slick feeling in the back of his mind as he watches the stranger inch closer to you. He can’t help himself but intervene.
He walks right in between you and the man, throwing his arm over your shoulder and giving your cheek a quick kiss. The man rolls his eyes, suddenly moving backwards.
“ I’m sorry to say that my PARTNER here will be busy with me after their shift. Maybe another time.” Asra offers the man a polite smile, but under it he’s practically seething with disgust for the stranger.
The man shakes his head in distaste, a little humiliated. “ – yeah whatever, I wasn’t that interested in you anyways.” He leaves the drapey magic shop, Asra’s grip on you only tightening while the man walks out.
“ What was that about?” You ask.
“ Sorry, I really didn’t like how close he was getting. I just wanted to make sure you were comfortable.” In part, this statement is true.. But the bigger reason behind it was to satisfy that possessiveness that had been crawling around in the back of his mind. You shrug, and he kisses you quickly. He trusts you.
Portia Devorak:
She doesn’t get jealous at all. Actually, she prides herself on the trust she has for you. She lets almost anything slide, as long as the person she’s jealous of isn’t physically or emotionally hurting you.
But if it’s a particularly bad day and someone is really bothering her - she’ll try to one-up them in some shape or form. They’re talking about how good they are at darts? She’s better and she’ll prove she is.
She also does something nice for you, to prove that she’s the better lover than whoever the other person is.
She’s passive aggressive because she doesn’t want to be outright rude to another person for the reason being only that they were hitting on you.
One of the other pirates was bragging to you about his exceptional axe-throwing skill. From what Portia could see, you were interested in the conversation and were happy to hear it.
Portia smiled, she was so glad you were bonding with the ship crew. But then again, she couldn’t help this inkling of a feeling. Was she jealous? No, no.. she trusted you. She just couldn’t help but think about it. The other pirate was your type, and was far more reliable than the mischievous Portia.
She runs the situation over in her head - she was pretty good at axe - throwing, and she could probably take him in a competition.. She walked over and sat down next to the two of you.
“ Hi my love! What’re you guys up to?” She said excitedly. You began to speak, but the pirate cut you off.
“ I was just telling this beauty,” He winked at you, “ about my expertise.” Portia nodded, her hand taking yours and squeezing it gently. “ – how great!” She smiled so wide it could’ve been a frown.
“ What are you an expert on, then?” She asks.
“ Ax - throwing.” He said proudly, crossing his arms. Portia’s eyes narrowed, still holding that forced smile. “ GREAT. Just GREAT. Should we do a bit of that, then?”
“ That's maybe not the safest idea.” You offer sheepishly. The tension in the area pooling, Portia looks at you.
“ you’re right. Do I ever tell you how smart you are, my love? You’re just brilliant!” She says loudly. The other pirate seemed to be starting to get the hint now. But Portia kept going,
“ You’re also a brilliant kisser. You’re so sweet to me, you’re the best partner I could ask for.” She exclaims, extra sweetly. The other pirate seems a little unsure of himself now, his eyes running around the room.
“ – so, back to you.” Portia said finally, looking back at the other pirate. He stands and brushes himself off, “ well, maybe I should uh.. Leave you two for a moment.”
She nods, and waits for him to leave before kissing you. She felt like a winner when she did that, as if it was some sort of ‘ impress my lover! ‘ challenge that she had won.
Lucio Morgasson:
Will laugh it off at first. But if that person makes you uncomfortable - god forbid, he will cause a scene.
This grown man will do literally ANYTHING to get whoever was hitting on you to leave you alone. I kid you not, this grown man will bark at someone in order for them to get away from you.
He loves you and would do whatever needed to protect you or your honor, but also a bit of his own pride and jealousy can get in the way when he tries to intercept anyone trying to romance you in front of him.
Lucio accepts that you wouldn’t two-time him, but he wouldn’t mind showing off in front of you. He likes it when you’re proud of him.
You were at one of Lucio’s famously good parties. Everyone was happy and excited, dancing and twirling. You were talking to a foreign diplomat, drink in hand.
She smiled widely at you. Most of your conversation was about Vesuvia, but it started to edge onto a bit of flirting..
“ I knew Vesuvia to be the home of marvelous talent, but I didn’t know it was such a hotspot for gorgeous people like yourself,” She smiled, twirling her hair and being extra sweet with you. Lucio had been partying loudly and proudly like he always does, when he caught sight of you being a little too friendly with one of the guests.
He walked over, he thought it was a hilarious and desperate attempt from the diplomat to secure some false friendship. He chuckled to himself, she couldn’t possibly be serious… but then she was.
She was raving to you about how spectacular of a conversation partner you were, and Lucio felt.. Embarrassed? Were you liking it? Would she be better than him for you? Before his thoughts can cloud him, he walks over and smirks at the both of you.
“ How’s the party going?” He asks you. You smile and speak, “ I’m just chatting around, meet my friend, she’s very sweet–” Lucio’s temper breaks, and he takes a deep breath.
He picks you up. Completely up, as if you weigh nothing. “ I LOVE YOU!” He then shouts. A couple guests look over at you three, but most shove it off and go back to whatever they were doing.
The diplomat just sort of stares, rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly. She doesn’t know what to make of this, so she goes quiet. Lucio then carefully places you down, and glares at her.
“ .. sooo, your name?” He says almost bitterly. She stutters out a response, but it’s unintelligible and really quiet. After a few more minutes of awkward silence, the diplomat walks off defeatedly. Lucio grins, he thinks to himself, that’s a job well done.
What does the arcana do when they’re caught making out with you?
The arcana x GN!Reader
Synopsis: This won my most recent poll, so how do the main 6 in the arcana react to someone walking in on them kissing their partner?
Asra Alnazar:
He kisses you more passionately as to prove how much he loves you in front of people. He doesn’t even notice the other person for a solid minute.
If you’re conscious or embarrassed about it, he’ll happily stop. He might stop physically - but while he’s waiting for you guys to find a more private spot, he’s fantasizing about you.
He’s completely guiltless about it as well. Doesn’t feel a tad of embarrassment or shame. Although he does blush a bit, but that’s because of his attraction to you. Not because of the situation.
The thing he might do however is politely excuse you both from the person who walked in on you.
“O great magicians, the countess has requested an audience with you!” The chamberlain shouted, from outside your room. Displeased at your lack of response, the chamberlain shouts once more. “O great magicians, COME AT ONCE!” They sighed, shaking their head before shoving the door open.
“ … Magicians?”
You’re sat on Asra’s lap, facing him. The two of you are kissing passionately and there are several lipstick stains of your shade of lipstick going down his neck and around his face. He seems to be happy as ever, not even noticing the shouting from the chamberlain.
“ .. MAGICIANS!”
Asra rolls his eyes and looks over, breaking away from the kiss. Staring at the chamberlain, he says casually, “ .. oh, it’s you. Hello.” You slowly get off of Asra and wave awkwardly. He smiles, “ tell Nadi we’ll be there in five minutes.” Before the chamberlain can respond, Asra pulls you in again. Not caring at all for the poor chamberlain who’s stood in the doorway stunned and weirded out.
Nadia Satrinava:
Depending on who it is, she’s either only a little embarrassed or super embarrassed. There is no in-between.
If it’s a palace servant, she’ll simply blush a bit but quickly recollect herself and help with whatever task is in need of her attention.
If it’s a friend or family member, she stutters awkwardly and is more or less unable to reply normally. She just stands there in silence but in her head she’s screaming.
She’s not ashamed of you at all - she just wants to keep her private time private when it comes to servants, and with her family - she doesn’t tell them much and most likely didn’t tell them about your relationship yet if she wasn’t 100% sure you were the one.
Nasmira is watering the garden, one of her favorite parts of the vesuvian castle. She adores the little grass labyrinth behind the palace, and always tends to it when visiting her dear sister. She snipped off stray branches and leaves, and then crossed the corner to move ahead.
She paused as she you and Nadia together, kissing. You have your hands running through Nadia’s long hair, and she’s rubbing circles onto your back while you both are immersed in each other.
“DiDi?” Nasmira says, surprised to see you and Nadia.. Like that.
Nadia turns, and shrieks before covering her mouth. “Oh my! Mira, I– I–..” She immediately lets go off you and steps a foot or so away from you. “Why, I wasn’t expecting your company today..” She says, her face covered in a pinkish blush.
“ .. Now I know why you talked so fondly of your magician friend.” Nasmira teases, smiling warmly at the both of you.
Julian Devorak:
He blushes slightly, but doesn’t really care. He’s happy when he’s around you, and not much could possibly sour his mood whenever you’re around.
Is very polite about it. He’ll stop kissing you and focus his energy on the other person, but will still want to be showing you appreciation by having an arm wrapped around your waist, or holding your hand.
He doesn’t feel the need to keep going as soon as the person leaves, but he will if that’s what you want. He’ll do whatever you want <3
Julian peppered your face in kisses, sat in the living room of Mazelinka’s house. He moved over to your lips, kissing you passionately and planting his hands on your torso and waist. He felt as if he were on cloud 9, so infatuated with you and all of your quirks and kinks.
A figure came back through from the kitchen, carrying a large bowl of soup and staring impatiently back at the two of you.
“ oh ho ho, Am I interrupting something?” Mazelinka said with a smirk. Shaking her head at the display of love you two were undergoing in her living room.
Julian moves his head back, stopping the kiss. His hands still lingered on your body, but he turned over to look at the older woman. “No, not at all. We were..” He cleared his throat. “ .. just being in each others’ presence.”
“ Oh no, continue. I could use more grandchildren, it’s been a while since I’ve had some children to look after. But just not here – I’m trying to eat.” She sipped at her soup, staring at the two of you and then at the door. “ GO! I’ll only be alive for so many more years, you two could stand to speed up the process a bit..”
He just laughed and smiled, interlocking his fingers with yours.
Muriel the outsider:
Is the most embarrassed out of everyone else on the list. He’s blushing furiously and goes extremely quiet and timid.
He’s already nervous in front of people - he definitely doesn’t need this extra attention! Poor guy covers his mouth with his hands, as if to conceal the fact that you’ve just been kissing.
He lets you smooth it over - he couldn’t handle talking to anyone else but you after that embarrassing incident! He’s completely and utterly horrified to say the least.
Just sort of stares at the person. To any normal person, it’d look like he was glaring to high hell but to him he’s just afraid of having to deal with it.
After a long day, Muriel couldn’t have thought of anything better than to go home with you and have a ‘loving’ session. You two were on top of the rug in front of the fire at his hut, he was kissing your neck and shoulder. He felt so loved and appreciated.
The keylock jingled, and Asra walked through.
“Muriellll~!” He said in a sing-song voice. “I can’t find [Name], have you seen the–... oh.”
Muriel stares at him blankly. A mix of shock and shame washing over him at once. You smile, and stand up to go hug and greet Asra. He covers his face with his left hand, his eyes never leave the floor as he can feel himself go beetroot red. He can’t help it, he’s just so confused on why he didn’t hear Asra come in and why he didn’t spare himself this situation.
Lucio Morgasson:
Isn’t embarrassed at all. If anything, he’s angry. He thinks the person has a lot of nerve bothering him while he’s trying to enjoy his private time with his lover, how foolish of them.
He probably either insults them or shouts at them, to which you have to tell him not to and that it’s totally fine.
If the other person is grossed out, you’re probably the one smoothing the situation over entirely.
His logic is ‘ I’m count and I say the shit I want.’ So he feels no remorse for shotuing at the other person either.
Lucio’s eyes traced the outline of your body with a feverish grin. He couldn’t stop himself from grabbing you by the arms and going in for a deep and long kiss. Neither one of you breaks until you’re both almost out of breath, in which you give it a minute before going back to it.
A servant whips past the two of you, accidentally splitting you apart. The poor servant doesn’t even notice as they hurry past you and start scrubbing a spill from earlier. Lucio looks down at them in silent outrage.
“ Do you know who I am? It is I, your very count! How dare you interrupt my private time!” He yells, the servant looks up nervously.
“ oh, my lord! I’m so sorry my lord, please I didn’t mean it!” they beg.
Lucio spits at them, “ – leave my sight, please.” He shakes his head as they scamper off in fear.
“ Get lost! You’re fortunate I don’t fire you!” All you can do is give them an empathetic look before tangling yourself once more with your lover.
Note:
Hello! So sorry I've been gone, my account got hacked and I had to make a new one entirely. How annoying is that? Very annoying! Don't worry though, I'll be reposting my old content as well as coming back with all of my new work.
