#Nazali Satrinava x reader

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

just so yall know, i dont only write for the main six Arcana characters

feel free to request pretty much anyone

like you want a Morga, Nahara, or Nazali fic? i gotchu 🙏 dont be shy yall

[arcanarubinaito]

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Original Character(s)

Main Six

Asra Alnazar

Nadia Satrinava

Julian/Ilya Devorak

Muriel of the Kokhuri

Portia/Pasha Devorak

Lucio/Montag Morgasson

Familiars/Animals

Faust

Chandra

Malak

Inanna

Pepi

Mercedes & Melchior

Camio

Chimes & Flamel

Jaeger

Courtiers

Consul Valerius

Praetor Vlastomil

Procurator Volta

Pontifex Vulgora

Quaestor Valdemar

Side Characters

Aisha Alnazar

Salim Alnazar

Tasya/Anastasia Devorak

Lishka Devorak

Mazelinka

Halinka (A Warm Welcome)

Khamgalai of the Kokhuri

Morga Eirsdottir

The Satrinavas

Nasrin Satrinava

Namar Satrinava

Nafizah Satrinava

Nazali Satrinava

Navra Satrinava

Nahara Satrinava

Nasmira Satrinava

Natiqa Satrinava

Gavin (The Bazar Job)

Minor Characters

Chamberlain (One of the Palace servants. Unclear if ‘Chamberlain’ is his name or his title.)

Ludovico (Palace Guard)

Bludmila (Palace Guard)

Selasi (The Baker)

Saguaro (An acquaintance of Asra’s, from Nopal)

Tilde the Leech Monger (A leech merchant near Mazelinka’s house.)

Barth/Bartholomew (Bartender of The Rowdy Raven)

Aedile Velos (Once slept in the Palace’s haunted guest room.)

Major Arcana

The Fool (0)

The Magician (I)

The High Priestess (II)

The Empress (III)

The Emperor (IV)

The Hierophant (V)

The Lovers (VI)

The Chariot (VII)

Strength (VIII)

The Hermit (IX)

Wheel of Fortune (X)

Justice (XI)

The Hanged Man (XII)

Death (XIII)

Temperance (XIV)

The Devil (XV)

The Tower (XVI)

The Star (XVII)

The Moon (XVIII)

The Sun (XIX)

Judgment (XX)

The World (XXI)

[malaks-perch]

your peppermint hero

nazali satrinava x reader

one of the satrinavas save you from a nasty incident at a party and as the night goes on you both decide meeting was for the better...

warnings: fluffy? idk.. its get a lil steamy??

a/n: PLEASE READ THIS vvv

for this particular fic, i want to clarify that nazali is presented as a nonbinary character which means they don't identify as a he or a she. i apologize if there are any pronouns. i tried to respect the nonbinary essence that is nazali satrinava! might be a little fast paced...

@greyhands has the perfect nazali reference for those of you who don't remember how they look! in my opinon of course!!!

here you were alone, at none other than the countess nadia satrinava’s party, drinking at the bar while you watched the bartender do tricks with a cocktail shaker.

“it’s amazing that the beauty of vesuvia fully extends to it’s citizens.” said a politician to your right. the flirtatious smile promised nothing, but trouble.

“i suppose it does. i’m sure the countess would be flattered to hear you enjoying your time here.” you?turned your head away from the overwhelming smell of wine coming from the stranger. “i’m not interested, thank you.”

“no?” he grinned, pushing off the bar.

you’d let out a sigh of relief when he was out of your sight. thanking the heavens for whoever was watching out for you, but your silent prayers were cut short when the smell of alcohol invaded your nostrils. the hand that curled along the nape of your neck made your body stiffen.

“but i am.”

two hands on either side of your body kept you caged to the bar. you spun around and before you could scold the stranger lips slammed into yours.

his tongue immediately lapped at your mouth and you shoved the man so hard he went stumbling back into the floor. he spit at your feet from where he lay on the floor, “that’s not very nice, sweetie—"

“darling, are you alright?” a smooth voice interrupted the man and a comforting warmth caressed your chilled skin.

you found a peppermint haired individual standing before you, brows pinched up at you before their attention cast down to the man on the ground.

“you dare lay a hand upon my lover?” growled your hero. your eyes never leaving the grey? maybe white? streaked in your hero’s scarlet hair.

you fought the smile on your face in favor of the situation you were in. it wasn’t hard upon seeing the look on your rescuer’s face.

the cordial gaze turned rancid upon staring down the scoundrel who forced himself on you. the man laying on the ground was frantically apologizing upon seeing the person beside you take claim to you. “i-i.. i am so sorry, y-your royal—"

“you weren’t sorry when you forced yourself upon—"

“hey.” your hands pulled at their sleeve making radiant violet eyes stop on you.

a gentle squeeze to the bend of their arm made them seem to relax upon staring at you and the gentleness from your actions reflected straight into their smile.

“i'm okay now, love." you took their hand and the smile that was all too similar to julian's made your heart flutter in the slightest.

the violet eyes that made your heart swell and their hand over yours did nothing to stop your skin from warming up. then the smile.

that smile.

they gave the man on the ground a smirk, "it seems my lovely partner would like it better if you didn't suffer by my hand."

your hero took your hand and leaned into you, casting the stranger a complacent look.

"excuse us." they smiled, guiding you out to the veranda.

a laugh escaped their lips and their violet eyes on yours made you bite your lip to keep from laughing with them. only because that laugh had you completely enamored with this hero.

"i apologize for not introducing myself, i'm nazali." they smiled, leaning into you and running a hand through their hair to reveal more of the red and white streaks.

bronze skin dotted with moles and the cutest dimples made had your breathing quicken. how on earth could someone look so good?

"i'm.. i'm y/n." you managed, taking nazali's hand only for them to press a light kiss to your knuckles. with those violet eyes.

you're sure that if it hadn't been for the chilly night air, you definitely would have blown a fuse for how those eyes seemed to set your skin aflame.

"you didn't have to do that." tearing your eyes from theirs and staring out at the garden illuminated by the moonlight.

a hand curling around yours made you smile and turn to find nazali giving you one of the sweetest smiles you'd ever seen.

"forgive me, given the situation you were just in and this may seem inappropriate, but you are..."

nazali dreamily smiled and leaned back into the balustrade to get a better look at your face.

"breathtaking."

there went your heart. pounding against your chest as you put a hand to your face and turned as if that hide how much their words were affecting you.

"i didn't mean to put you on the spot.." nazali's fingers guided your face so that your gaze locked with theirs. it was the soft chuckle from them that made you want to melt into the steady fingers that ghosted your cheek.

"you'll have to excuse me, it's a little hard to believe that from someone so attractive." you replied without missing a beat. immediately the words rang in your head and kicking yourself for not thinking them over.

"so it's safe to say you're attracted to me?" nazali smiled again. it was overwhelming — their words and the effect that smile had on you.

damn... that roguish smile.

you decided to go out on a limb, feeling giddy when the hand that once held yours, slid up your arm to caress the underside of it's bend and pull you closer.

"i think it's safe to say yes." you leaned into them as nazali's eyes flickered over your face.

"how lucky i am to have stumbled upon you." nazali's eyes dropped to something below your face and their smile fell and their thumb brushing your neck. "you're bleeding.."

you reached up to where nazali's hand once was and found a considerable amount of blood painting your fingers. "well.. how about that?"

"it doesn't look too serious." nazali laughed, shaking their head and offering a hand to you. "let's get that looked at."

nazali pulled you through the palace as if they'd been here many times before. sitting you beneath the bright lights of a beautiful dining room.

you hadn't the time to look around when nazali popped open an expensive liquor and poured a generous amount into a cloth.

"that looks expensive." you cringed at the thought of getting in trouble with the countess for getting a little too comfortable in her dining room. "shouldn't we go somewhere a little less private?"

"would you be more comfortable?" nazali asked, gently patting the wound on your neck. glancing at you before examining the scar on your neck.

you shrugged, fiddling with the ends of your robes. "don't get me wrong, i don't mind a little bit of privacy. i thought we would find a doctor, but having an attractive stranger helping me with my wounds is nice, too."

"i am a doctor, love." nazali laughed, setting down the handkerchief to get a look at you. "you didn't just assume i was a pretty face, did you?"

you couldn't help the sheepish grin on your face upon nazali's playful teasing. "and one heck of a humanitarian?"

nazali leaned forward brushing their nose with yours and cupping your cheek. "who are you mysterious apparation and what are you doing to me?"

"apparation?" you chortled, allowing yourself to run your hand through nazali's fairly tamed tresses. "are you suggesting that i am something you dreamed up?"

"no.." nazali's hands ghosted your waist for a moment as they waited for you to pull away. pulling you closer when you didn't. "this is much better than anything i could have dreamed up."

"so is this two strangers attracted to each other?" you asked pushing yourself so you no longer leaned on the table.

"it couldn't be." nazali murmured, both of you afraid to break the moment that was making your nerves scrambling to fight the overwhelming jitters beneath your skin. "please tell me you feel it."

"like sparking from a match? except it's everywhere?"

nazali grinned, pushing you back so your hips were pinned to the table.

"then tell me."

came their dominating voice making the sparking currents grow more intense upon feeling nazali's hands tighten on your hips.

"are you attracted to me?"

the position you were in would've been enough to answer anyone who stumbled upon you both. nazali's hands pinned your hips to the table while one of yours was pressed to their stomach and the other tangled in the now messy red hair.

you parted your legs, relying solely on nazali and the table behind you to keep you upright. one of them leaving the floor to pull nazali closer by wrapping a leg around their thigh.

"please.." your mind foggy from the close proximity nazali allowed, they weren't letting you off so easy.

a hand cupping the back or your neck and a grin curling up on the lips of your red haired hero.

the hand that tugged at the tips of your hair only slightl forced a gasp from your lips. the way nazali had you pinned gave them the upper hand allowing them to tower over you.

"use your words."

you nodded, staring up into the violet eyes that drowned out the rest of the world. "i'm so very attracted to you, nazali."

nazali, despite how their hand kept your head tipped back and the firm grip on your hips, the kiss was soft. gentle exchanges and a dance that suggested far more than two people looking for a late pass time.

you wrapped an arm around their neck and nazali smiled against your lips, letting their hand drop to cup your neck and pull you closer. the other pushed you sit atop the dinner table so you sat a few inches higher.

cheering made you jolt and you both found julian standing in the doorway. "i found your long lost satrinava!" called the doctor.

your head whipped to nazali who seemed to reflect your confusion. "you're a part of the royal family?"

nazali blinked, their hands running up and down your waist. "wait a minute. you didn't know?" they grinned upon seeing your head shake frantically. cupping your cheek again, "how lovely."

nazali pressed a steaming kiss to your mouth, opting to brush against your tongue for a taste before pulling away with the same roguish smile.

"my sisters will love you then."

before you could question nazali any further, all of the satrinava family came bursting into the room frantically questioning you and nazali about this relationship you both had supposedly been hiding.

nazali was impressed with how well you got along with their family given that most people would've felt overwhelmed. nazali's sisters muttered and poked at their older sibling for the look that nazali gave you as you spoke with nahara and nasmira.

yes. you definitely were a keeper.

[saeyoungchoismaid]

Dating Nazali Satrinava would be like...

Pairing: Nazali Satrinava x gn!reader Genre: fluff Warnings: none A/N: I don’t know them that well but I did my best to portray them to the best of my ability. I hope you like it!!

the amount of sass and sarcasm you receive on the daily is insane

they get it right back though which is why they love you 

always brings you little trinkets and souvenirs from their trips 

you become close friends with Julian because of their friendship 

you both live in a quaint house together and share basically everything 

they like to have you cook for them even if you aren’t good at it 

they enjoy and love everything and anything you do 

they’re always right by your side if you get yourself into a pickle 

will and does ask you to dance with them out of the blue in random places

has no shame and just wants to show you off 

loves that you like their siblings and you get along great

they also like that you’re a magician 

they find it absolutely fascinating and wants to learn everything there is to know

likes watching you use it and cannot tear their eyes away 

likes to go to the market or out in the woods to find herbs and such for whatever you’re whipping up 

gives you the softest kisses unless they’re excited or they missed you 

if they aren’t soft, then they are fiery and passionate 

likes to be both the big and small spoon when cuddling you because they love to hold you close but also loves when you hold them tight 

always goes big for dates because go big or go home, right?

would die for you without a thought because you’re their everything ᵘʷᵘ 

when they told you that one time, you got into an ‘argument’ over who loves who more

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[yesvaldemarharder]

Hi! I don’t know if you write for any of the satrinava siblings (I looked at the tags and saw that maybe you did?? I’m so sorry if I’m wrong) anyways, can I maybe request anything that has to do with Nazali? (Headcanon? Maybe nsfw if your comfortable👀?) thank you and have a good day!✌️👍

Nazali is hot, I gotcha. I’ll do nsfw so here ya go.

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NSFW with Nazali 🖤

First off, you can’t tell me they aren’t fucking amazing with aftercare. They’ll run a bath, cuddle you and give you kisses, would even bring you something to drink or some snacks but the gods knows that, with how they just bedded you and how shaky your legs are, that you are not getting up any time soon.

They are excellent with their hands. (as I assume Valdemar and Julian are as well) They find pride in getting you off with their fingers, the way you buck your hips for more and dig your nails into the bed to try and find leverage always manages to stir them up so much.

An absolute UNIT with their mouth. Not only can they use their words in ways then simply make you want to sin they also know how to play with your sex. They be scared to crush their head with you thighs or to yank their hair, they’ll love it.

Might ask you to sit on their face. Even being bottom heavy with a dump truck I feel like they can handle that and with the right words I know they could probably get me to sit on their face. 🤭

Has a thing for a bit of bondage, and will not hesitate in spanking you. Their an ass person, they can’t help it when you present yourself like that. Will happily push your head into the pillows and spank you until you skin grows red.

Don’t be a brat, they may be fun at heart but they won’t allow you to not have a punishment. With how good they are in bed, they’ll edge you so bad you’ll cry for mercy. Say sorry and beg to be forgiven or they’ll have you tied up with your legs open and will leave you high and dry until you apologize for your actions.

Got a feeling they taught a certain Quaestor those tricks and dealt with a certain red head male..

Takes the most time in getting you ready for them. They admire how warm and wet your cunt is for them when their fingering you.. or how hard your cock twitched in their mouth while they prep you for more.

Nazali is just one of those doms who love to please. Will try anything with you at least once and as I said earlier, has the best after care so even if they wreck you at least you get a lot of attention after.

[arcanaapprenticecatherine]

Need a separate route or story just hanging out with these two...

[bazzpop]

And with this the main expecting trinity is complete~ (I had to use a screenshot of the ask since I couldn’t edit what I’d wrote before, anyone else getting that weird <p glitch on mobile??)

All of Vesuvia is going you both are expecting

Nadia’s child tiara will be proudly worn by the baby and embarrassing stories from Nadia’s youth will be shared

The baby shower will be a huge event, all planed out by Nadia’s sisters

This kid is going to be so spoiled, if you thought you were spoiled by Nadia now, just wait

Her sisters are all over you, asking so many questions and gossiping over tea

It’s fun to watch Nadia’s sisters bicker over baby names and guess who’s personality they will have

This baby is going to have the BEST AUNTS

So many compliments (to both of you) “You’re absolutely glowing, just look at you! Fabulous!!”

((F!reader)) Magic probably played a part in helping you or her get pregnant

Only the softest and most comfortable maturity wear is made for the occasion

Nazali helps during the pregnancy and with birthing the child, they will stay in the palace and constantly check on you both

SUCH A BEAUTIFUL AND HEALTHY BABY

As soon as the baby is born, there’s going to be a week long festival to celebrate

A new updated family portrait is commissioned by Namar and Nasrin, they want to remember and cherish this moment

They are so proud of their youngest daughter, she not only found the love of her life- but you both have blessed them with a beautiful grandchild

Baby-proofing the palace is going to be a challenge, but with all the palace staff and family’s help, it’ll be a breeze

Nadia personally decorates a room for the baby and creates a beautiful mechanical mobile made of silver that plays soft music, it never fails to put the baby to sleep

[theincompetentgenius]

Hello! Can i have a “life generator” for the arcana please? :) I’m a bi 5’9 girl with curly brown hair and hazel eyes. I’m antisocial, and closed off to most people. I have a sarcastic and dirty sense of humor, and i’m childish. I love to playfully tease people. I’m a gryffindor, and quite stubborn. I get jealous easily. I LOVE animals. My hobbies are shopping, singing/piano, and archery. I’m a tomboy, and i live in hoodies. I’m honestly pretty touch starved. Thanks in advance!!

Thank you for being my first request! It took a lot longer than I expected, but I still had lots of fun doing this. I also realized how garbage my writing has become and how I lack any creativity, but that’s another issue for another time.

Thank you for your interest in the world of The Arcana! In a few moments, you will be reborn.  Loading simulation in 3 …… 2…… 1……..

B A C K G R O U N D

You were born into a wealthy family where the pressures of society were the laws of the house. Your father was attempting the climb the unspoken social latter of Vesvusia and he could not risk having his children act out of line. Fortunately, he was constantly out mingling with the high-tiers, leaving you with eons of freedom. Your mother attempted to teach you the ways of a lady, but it was not long before you turned away from the pink ribbons and ran towards the bow and arrow. She soon came to accept your differences, but you did learn to enjoy certain aspects of being a lady. However, your father soon learned of your rather rebellious behavior and sent you to a center to become more ladylike. Although you despised the suffocating corsets and endless sewing, your piano and singing lessons kept you from falling apart.

F R I E N D S  

Nadia, Navra, Nazali

As time passed, you had become one of the top pianists and vocalist in the entire community. What baffled the people was that you would only perform in a black tunic: a sign of protest against the center’s practices. The contrast in your talent and personality attracted a large audience, curious to see what you had to offer. One day, you had woken up to see the entire room emptied of its people. Gold ornaments and red carpets stood in their place. You were quickly notified that a few of the Satrinava sisters were coming to visit and your instructor wanted you to play for them. Not only were you nervous about playing in front of royal, but you were also worried about their judgy eyes analyzing your outlandish appearance. You even contemplated wearing a pink, puffy ballgown, but you chose to stay true to yourself and prepared for the event.”

“The three sisters strolled into the building, their presence more illuminating than the chandelier above your head. Once they were seated, you did not waste time with formal introductions. The audience of three listened in silence as your fingers danced on the piano keys and your voice soared across the room. You sang about your woes within the center, yearning for an ounce of freedom. Had you looked across the room, you would have noticed the wet film of their eyes. After your performance, Navra to you and grabbed your hand.

“That was the most beautiful I’ve ever heard in my life! You must play for me at my parties.” The strength of her handshake nearly ripped you apart.

“Leave the poor girl alone. You don’t want to scare her away already,” Nazali pulled her back.

Amid their bickering, you heard a cool voice from behind. “Do you feel imprisoned trying to live the life of a lady?” You spun around and saw a pair of red eyes staring back at you.

The blunt and sudden nature of the question had caught you off-guard. You had no intention of angering the princesses, but your tongue would not allow you to conform to their ways. The room went silent as the other sisters stopped their arguing and turned towards you. They were waiting for your answer.

“Yes,” You said.

The sisters exchanged glances. The pink-haired sister took the moment of silence to formally introduced herself as Nadia Satrinava, the youngest of the sisters. You curtsied in return, but her next question nearly knocked you off your feet.

“Would you like to perform at my palace? Where you are free to live as you like?”

Other friends: Portia, Mazelinka

R O M A N C E

As the royal musician, you were forced to interact with individuals who you would rather avoid after every show in the palace. Years had gone by and the only person you didn’t want to thrash was Portia. The rest were snobby, misogynistic, or outright stupid. However, there was one gem you had met during this time.

You had finished a romantic ballad for a smaller crowd that day. Nadia had asked you to perform as a part of her appreciation banquet to those working against the Red Plague. As you prepared to retire to your room, a young man with copper hair and an eye-patch appeared by your side.

“What a marvelous performance! Your voice is almost as beautiful as you.” A devilish grin was plastered over his face. It seemed more slappable than most. “Excuse me, where are my manners? My name is Dr. Julian Dovarak.“

“Sir, I’d like to know how you got past security,” Your voice was stone.

“That’s just one of my many talents. Let me tell you about how I nearly decapitated a monster with simply a bow and arrow.” You began to tune him out instinctively, yet you couldn’t ignore the charisma exuding from him. As he droned on, you decided to give him a chance. It was a matter of time before you were laughing in his tales. Dramatic, but entertaining.

“I liked your story, but I’m still calling security. You did invade my privacy after all,” You said.

He put his hands in the air. “There’s no need for that. I simply thought you enjoyed my company, but I may have misread the situation. I’ll be on my way.”

“Don’t get me wrong, I did enjoy your company. It’s just…. I could have it elsewhere. Especially since you seem to have no problem sneaking up on me when I’m alone”

It took him a moment to register the joke as he responded with confused laughter. Suddenly, his eyes grew wide and his cheeks were crimson. His confidence crumbled. There was nothing left of the old Julian; only a stuttering mess. You felt the muscles of your face pull an upward grin as laughter bubbled in your stomach. Never had you met someone so bold yet so flustered. So much for his bravado.

“I’m just teasing you. I wouldn’t call security on you, because you’re not as irritating as everyone else.” You laughed as he attempted to pull himself together.

He cleared his throat, prompting the return of his mischievous grin. “I’m flattered. Of course, if you would like a more private encounter, that can always be arranged.”

“I’ll look forward to it.”

F I N A L   F A T E

When the first round of accusations against Julian came around, you could not believe them. The man who had become so dear to you could not have committed murder. You weren’t sure what the details were, but your instincts told you that there was more to the story.  However, it was impossible to find reliable answers when Julian had fled the city and the only witness was Consul Valerius. You wanted to search for him, but Portia held you back.

"Chasing him will only bring you more danger.”

Although you wanted to pack your bags and take the first ship to Julian’s location, you knew it was unreasonable and irrational. During Julian’s disappearance, your relationship with Portia grew stronger. The two of you would reminisce about the good times and the best of Julian’s embarrassing moments. Soon, the two of you were able to move past Julian and make terrific memories on your own. Life began to move smoothly again. The two of you spent lots of time running errands. After a few witty exchanges, you found yourself on the floor with tears in your eyes. Portia would clutch her stomach from all the laughter. Sometimes you felt that the two of you had become delirious, but no one ever enjoyed life by staying sane.  

Yet one fateful day, you saw a flash of red and black zoom behind you. At first, you thought nothing of it. Probably some guards chasing after a thief or a child playing a game. However, the figure had stopped and you dropped your groceries. The infamous Dr. Dovarak was standing in front of you.

“Julian?”

Against your better nature, you ran after him. You already lost him once, you weren’t about to lose him again. But once you arrived at his spot, he had disappeared. You kicked the loose rubble beside you out of frustration. Your eyes had not been playing tricks on you; that was Julian. You went back to Portia and told her everything that you had seen. At first, she assumed you were messing around. However, she became uncertain as she saw the pleading look in your eyes.

That was not the last time you had seen the doctor. Your paths had crossed again when you walked into a rowdy tavern after a long day. All you wanted was a refreshing drink and some time away from the palace. Lost in your thoughts, you sat in the nearest booth and took a sip of your mug.  You nearly spat it out when you looked to your right.

“What are you doing here?”

You were face-to-face with the man who you had been searching for all this time. But now that he was in front of you, there was something off about him. He seemed tired.

“Hello darling, long time no see. How is life? I’m sure it must be dandy without me.” He flashed his famous grin that you had come to love.  A rush of anger seared in your stomach. The man had been missing for nearly three years, yet he acted as if his absence was a mere joke. Did he not realize the pain he had caused for you and his sister was unrepairable?

“No. Don’t play this game with me.” You gripped his wrist and demanded that he tell the truth. His smiley facade disappeared and he turned away. There was no way from him to explain that he had lost his memory without sounding insane or incriminating. All he could do was play the role of the villain.  

But you were not giving up so quickly. Although you couldn’t get Julian to give you the information you wanted, the two of you began to meet more often (despite the risk of Julian getting caught). As he worked through his layers of problems, you stood by his side and helped lighten his darker days

You notified Nadia that you were no longer going to play for the palace and packed your bags, joining Julian in his quest to clear his name and learn the truth about Lucio’s murder. During this time, Julian was able to look past his fears and learned to confide in you. It was not long before you two had declared your love for each other and secured a relationship.

After Julian’s name had been cleared and the second wave of the Red Plague disappeared, the two of you decided to become pirates. After the drama in Vesuvia died down, Julian was craving some form of adventure. He asked you to come along with him as he could not see himself doing anything without your support. Although you were unsure of the chaos the new lifestyle would bring, you decided to join him. Julian bought a new boat while you recruited crewmates to keep the ship running smoothly. It was not long before you and Julian set out for the seas, enjoying the wild adventures each day would bring.

T H E   E N D

[ajulianromantic]

Thank you so much for this fic (this is @daneel-the-sister-of-castiel 's Arcana sideblog)! I really enjoyed this fic and appreciate all of the work you put into this awesome fanfic! Don't worry about going overboard, I LOVE long fics to pieces 😍. I thought this was a brilliant Julian piece, exploring him through letters and through the people that played large roles in his development. And may I just say, you have a lovely style of writing and your characterization of each character was spot on. I felt like they'd just come out of the Arcana itself 😄! Absolutely brilliant 😁

Unsent, Unsung, Unknown

Summary: Five letters Julian never sent, and one he did. 

Rating: Teen. 

Word Count: 6700.

Notes: Hey @daneel-the-sister-of-castiel​! I was your gifter for the @fieldsofvesuvia​ exchange, and definitely possibly went overboard with your fic! I hope you enjoy it, and all the weird and subtle ways I worked in your flower choices (or at least their themes!). 

I’ve always wanted to write a 5+1 fic, and this gave me the chance! It was a lot of fun to experiment, and to write a fic that was very much about Julian, without him ever actually being the POV character. 

A slippery boy, through and through. 

Content warnings for blood and injury mention, as well as medical treatments and references to off-screen violence. 

Read on Ao3! 

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Letter I: Pasha

(A crumpled bit of parchment found stuck to the Nevivon signpost after a heavy rain; the writing upon it is a messy, exuberant scrawl.)

My dearest, littlest sister,

Well, by now you know I’m gone, and are probably furious with me for leaving without saying goodbye. But — I left so early, and had so far to go, and besides, last night was so much fun I’d rather leave that as our goodbye. The way you kicked Bert’s ass in the footrace — I haven’t laughed that hard in years. He’ll be pouting for ages.

And before anyone makes you feel bad about winning — don’t. He deserved it, especially after the way he broke your sling last year. Little shit, that’s what he is, and don’t you forget it.

Now — I don’t know when I’ll be back, Pasha, but it might be a long time. I’m going to be a doctor, and they have to train for years and years just to pass the apprenticeships — and I’m going all the way to Prakra, because that’s where the best doctors train, and that’s what I’m going to be. The best. I want to help people who are hurt, and broken, and I want to make them laugh while I’m helping them, the way we always made each other laugh.

I’m sorry, Pasha. I left early because I knew you’d want to come with me, and — and you can’t. Not this time. It’s not going to be safe and I can’t let anything happen to you. And I knew I couldn’t say no if you asked me, and then Grandma Lilinka would have my head and then what kind of doctor would I be?

I’m sorry. You can hate me, I’ll understand. But I’ll be back, once I’m a doctor, and by then you’ll probably have taken over as Mazelinka’s first mate. I’ll be your ship’s doctor, and we’ll never stop sailing. No storms can stop us this time.

Keep Nevivon safe for me while I’m gone, all right? If you can’t reach their eyes, aim for the knees.

All my love,

Your big brother,

Ilya

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Pasha didn’t cry, not when she tripped going down to the baths and knocked out her front four baby teeth in one whack. She didn’t cry when Bert and Abbott stole the glass beads Mazelinka gave her for a birthday present, and she didn’t cry when she woke up from nightmares about the ship going down underneath her, and losing her grip on Ilya’s hand.

So she wasn’t going to cry over her stupid big brother leaving, especially not when he didn’t even leave a note for her to tear up and stomp on when he was gone.

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