#and my husband asra

[orandoggo]

Okay but concept... Asra + Faust

[count-lucio]

seeing people use he/him for asra makes me physically recoil dear god please they use they/them. please. i can't ever enjoy asra content because the asra that lives in my head only uses they/them... loud drawn out sigh.

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

Vesuvia Weekly Drabbles: Don't Wake MC!

Were you asleep until five minutes ago? Yes. The shop's backroom is remarkably comfortable for a post-lunch nap, especially when you know the afternoon and evening will be bustling with Friday shoppers later.

Are you awake now? Also yes. The Devorak sibling's hushed arguing is not as quiet as they seem to think it is, Lucio walks with the subtlety of an elephant, Asra's magic use is recognizable anywhere, Nadia's perfume fills every space she inhabits, and Muriel's social discomfort is palpable no matter how tightly your eyes are shut. Are you going to let them know that you're not as asleep as you look? Absolutely not. This is way too much fun.

"Pasha, you can't reach that, let me - ooohhfff -"

"Call me short one more time and I'll take your kneecaps, Ilya."

"Hey! Who took my medal?!"

"Silence, Lucio, it's a miracle they're still asleep. Muriel, would you happen to know where my ex-husband may have misplaced his precious decoration?"

"Asra has it."

"GIVE IT BACK!"

"Shut up, Lucio, it looks better on Faust. I'm doing a service to humanity."

You still don't know what exactly it is they're trying to do, but attempting to figure it out is more fun than you'd like to admit. Perhaps being a detective really was your calling.

There's a little more chaos for another ten minutes or so before things start to quiet down. You hear Lucio's heels click in and out of the back room where you're "dozing" several times and a couple impatient huffs, before Julian's boots come striding in.

"Jules! You're here, help me figure out how to wake them up."

"I - er - I don't know, they look like they're sleeping so peacefully. It'd be a shame to disturb them."

"I would hate to interrupt their slumber as well, but if Asra's prediction is correct, they'll need to be available to tend to their shop in less than two hours." You catch another whiff of Nadia's perfume as her silks rustle closer and hear a wistful sigh above your head. "They look so peaceful."

"Like Sleeping Beauty," Portia gasps, "ooh, do you think they'd like a wake-up kiss?"

"I VOLUNTEER -"

"Shut up, Lucio." Is Asra ... perched on the back of the bench you're snoozing on? "How do you know they won't wake up scared when they mistake you for a goat, anyways?"

"I DO NOT LOOK LIKE A -"

"... it's rude to kiss people when they're unconscious."

"Muriel is entirely correct, though that doesn't solve our time issue. We still have only one hundred and seventeen minutes remaining before the shop must reopen if our plans don't disrupt their schedule, and they must awaken if we are to use them."

"... they're already awake." You hear Muriel shift uncomfortably from side to side. "They've been pretending the whole time."

"They have?? Asra, did you know this too?!"

The magician ignores Julian's surprised squawk with a quiet laugh. "Open your eyes, MC, I know you can hear us."

You still don't know what they've been planning, but the six faces smiling down at you when you look up is worth losing the rest of your afternoon for.

[nemo-in-wonderland]

River Lullaby

"Hush now, my baby Be still love, don't cry Sleep like you're rocked by the stream

Sleep and remember my lullaby and I'll be with you when you dream

Drift on a river that flows through my arms Drift as I'm singing to you I see you smiling so peaceful and calm and holding you I'm smiling too

Here in my arms, safe from all harm Holding you I'm smiling too"

"River Lullaby" - The Prince of Egypt

HELLO HELLO.

So, yesterday I was all busy playing playing Act 3, and as you know, while in Rivington, you can meet Yenna and if you are kind to her, she would sneak in your camp.

Well, while talking with her, she asked if she could stay at camp with us, and Halsin intervened, saying that the laughter of children would be more than welcome.

WOOF. SIR.

PLEASE.

I STILL REMEMBERED SO WELL YOUR EPILOGUE IN MY FIRST PLAYTHROUGH, AND HOW YOU HAD A WHOLE ACOLADE OF WARDS THAT YOU HAVE ADOPTED.

INSTANT BABY FEVER.

So my brain started to itch TREMENDOUSLY and I needed to draw Papa Halsin, because imma be honest, I was thinking with my ovaries ngl.

So, I scavanged among all the pictures I have of when Baby Nemo was a newborn and was being held by my husband AND BOOM.

This is the result (also, I just took the chance of try my hand at rendering eheheh!)

Halsin holding his adored spiderling baby Asra, who is sleeping serenely in her papa's arms, while wrapped in the only thing she had of her mother: a satin shawl of Zakharan origin, imbued with powerful Nocturnal Magic that would protect the little baby from the scorching sun. .

I like to imagine that baby Asra sleeps more soundly when close to water sources, like streams and babbling brookes, and Halsin would always bring her there so that her naps are fully restful (he would be the most considerate of dads, I DO NOT ACCEPT ANY CONTRADICTIONS).

AND, BECAUSE I COULDN'T HELP MYSELF, YESTERDAY NIGHT I FOUND MYSELF IN NEED OF SKETCHING ADULT ASRA REALLY QUICK JUST TO SEE HOW SHE WOULD LOOK

MY DARLING ASRA SILVERBOUGH.

A fierce quick-tempered Druid of The Circle of Dreams, raised by Papa Halsin to love Nature and protect the equilibrium of the world around them! I like to imagine that she has her father's kind eyes and his great kindness.

WELL.

I HOPE YOU WILL LIKE THIS.

--Nemo

[spiderlily-w1tch-blog]

𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚕(𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚊) - 𝚁𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚢/𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚛

𝕎𝕀𝕊ℙ𝕊𝕀𝕄ℙ𝕊

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Ft Royal Doctor!Julian, Spectator!(Vizier!)Asra + nondescript Castle Staff; ft breeding, belly bulge, mentions of cunnilingus, creampie

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: I do not own The Arcana or its characters, all credit goes to its creators and actors

WC: 3,199

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: Includes mentions of Age Gap(5 years) and Arranged Marriage, no use of Y/n, 1st Person POV, obligatory exhibitionism/public sex warning (Series Warning)

𝕸𝖎𝖓𝖎 𝕹𝖔𝖙���: Muriel can finally be the King he truly is 😌 Asra is either his Royal Magician or just his favorite Noble, I’ll decide in the car I decided. He’s the Royal Vizier(who also kind of doubles as the Royal Magician bc bby is a magickal boi)(yes i know i sound pretentious with that spelling but like,,,, just go with it)

【Ｍａｓｔｅｒｌｉｓｔ】

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I happily kiss my husband as he slides his hands up my back, pulling me flush against his chest. He had woken me this morning with sweet kisses down my shoulder and arm, stroking lightly over my hip. He had told me that today is the day and I could hardly contain my joy.

Today is the day that the Vizier arrived back from his travels which means that today is the day we may make an heir for our kingdom. My husband and I have wanted children for years now but due to tradition, we had to wait until I, the Queen, would reach my 25th year. I am now entering my 26th year as we had to wait for the Royal Vizier to arrive to oversee the creation of the future Heir.

But he’s back now, which means that Muriel and I can make our dream of having a child come true. While this isn’t the first time we’ve copulated, this is the first time we’ll be able to reap the benefits. As is tradition, we’re presenting in the throne room. Muriel’s ancestors believed it to be symbolic, and mine believed it to be good luck.

Our marriage was initially arranged for peace and unity, we fell in love long before we married. As the sole heirs to each of our Kingdoms, we had been betrothed since we were young. We didn’t get along at first when we first met as children, but after a time apart, we met again as adolescents in my 14th year and his 19th and our love blossomed.

It all came to ahead to where we are now. Sitting in my lovely husband’s lap, nude as the day I was born, with his hands running up and down my skin as we prepare to finally create the child we have so wanted. His hands find their home on my hips and he presses a sweet kiss to my lips in preparation.

“I’m sure you two will make a lovely heir, Your Majesties.” Asra, our Vizier speaks in his usual, naturally teasing tone, though we know he’s sincere. I smile into the kiss and release a breathy chuckle when I hear the door open and the attempt to shut it quietly. Muriel playfully growls against my lips before pulling away, though he kept his gaze on me.

“You’re late.” He states firmly to the Doctor who has just arrived.

“Well, technically, if you think about it, I’m actually early. You’ll really just need my presence in 9 months, Mu- My Lord.” Julian’s voice cuts through the air and makes me laugh at the man’s antics, leaning my head into my husband’s shoulder.

“You’re lucky my wife likes you, fool.” My husband growls out. Everyone in the room knew it was laced with empty threats and false bravado and he actually quite doesn’t mind the doctor but no one points it out. I am perfectly content to only focus on the way my husband’s large firm body is pressed against mine, how his big hands fit so perfectly around my waist, how big his heavy cock feels against my inner thigh.

Finally, we could progress further than simple grinding and get to the main event. I slide my womanhood over Muriel’s dick a few more times to lubricate it enough. Once he had deemed it slick enough, my loving husband tightens his hold on my waist and lifts me up just enough to allow me to reach down and position his massive cock at my entrance. Even with my added lubrication and how much he had stretched me open with his delightfully thick fingers, the stretch of his cock head entering me burns deep in my core. After all the years that we have been married and had sex, granted many of those times were simply fucking my thighs or Muriel staying between my legs for hours on end, his size still managed to prove difficult to take unless we go slowly. Over the years, when we did have sex, I learned to not only get used to the burn of the stretch but quite enjoy it as well.

My husband and I share a sigh of relief when his tip pushes past my tight muscles, the rest will be relatively ‘smooth sailing’, as Portia, our resident Overseas Trader would put it. I slowly slide down on his length, with his help, and pant when I finally reached the base. My love holds me gently to his chest to let me rest for a moment, to get used to his size once more.

We hadn’t been able to have full intercourse in the last many months as it was worried that with this day coming upon us, we would get too excited and forgo tradition, if only by a few months. They were even worried enough to advise us to not even simulate the act, the Elders’ way of telling us that Muriel couldn’t even fuck my thighs as of recently. Luckily, we remained far from abstinent in the time approaching this glorious day, needing to release the pressure building up before we’d spontaneously combust. Muriel maintained his favorite position— aside from being buried inside me— with his face buried between my thighs for as long as he was able. He hardly allowed me to return the favor but I still managed to pleasure my husband any way he would let me.

And that finally brings us to today. The day we’ve been yearning for for years. The sting of the stretch hasn’t fully passed but I couldn’t bring myself to give a damn, I need Muriel to fill me over and over again until he stuffs me full of his cum and breeds me with his child, his heir. More than anything I want to be full and pregnant with my loving husband’s progeny. I truly love my husband more than anything in the world and to carry his child is my greatest wish, the greatest honour I could have.

Lifting my hips, I shiver at the feeling of his thick cock dragging against my inner walls. Without much patience, with help from my husband’s big, rough hands on my hips adding to the momentum, I let my hips fall back into his lap, burying his cock inside me once again. A pleasured gasp slips past my lips and my eyelids flutter shut. Unable to resist my yearning for more, I use my hands perched on his shoulders to lift myself up again and quickly let myself fall back down. The pleasure began building quickly, especially after I haven’t had his cock inside me for so many months for that stupid “precaution” and I quickly feel myself becoming addicted all over again. Addicted to the feeling of being filled so wonderfully by my husband’s spectacularly large cock.

I set a steady pace and easily rise and fall on his length, relishing in the feeling. I look down and see the familiar bulge he creates in my belly every time he fills me. The sight has me moaning more and encouraging a faster pace. My loving husband reaches a hand up from my hip— his other one slightly tightening its grip so as to compensate for the sudden lack of support— and lifts my chin to look at him. He looks at me with eyes filled with love and lust and a deep wanting greed that sends shocks of pleasure down my spine and adds to the pleasure of him filling my cunt.

I vaguely recognise the sound of a short groan from the doors that Julian had previously made his grand entrance from. Without looking, I figure that it’s the maids and other servants milling about that decided to peek into the throne room. I couldn’t care less at this moment, however, as I’m only focussed on savoring the feeling of my King, my Husband inside me. In fact, let them watch. Let them witness the true union of their King and Queen. Finally conceiving an heir. Their future Prince or Princess. We are not malevolent rulers, let them indulge in the honour of witnessing the next King or Queen’s conception.

From behind me, I can hear Asra discussing with Julian. Plans for how to accommodate my pregnancy, most likely, or plans for the birth. I must still attend to my duties as Queen, even if I am with child, at least until the last month or so until I am to give birth. How we shall handle public appearances once my belly begins to swell with proof of my Husband’s seed entering my womb and fulfilling the wish we have waited for since before we were wed. The thought invigorates me and urges me forward on my conquest to receive my Husband’s love. Previously I had been attempting to hold in my more undignified moans and noises but I can’t help it any longer.

Looking into Muriel’s eyes, I am pushed to release a loud, drawn-out moan that I previously had only saved for the privacy of our bed chambers. When he has my legs pinned to my chest as he thrusts wildly into my heat. The noise seems to have an effect on him as his hold tightens into a bruising grip that suddenly makes me dissatisfied that I only wear gowns that cover all of me and I cannot display the marks he leaves on my skin— visible proof of his love that he leaves each time we have such delightful coitus.

“Please, my love— do not hold your beautiful sounds inside. I want to hear you, hear how good my cock is making you feel.” My Husband’s deep, growling voice speaks to me, encouraging me further to my release. Instantly, I comply, moans and an assortment of other sensual and sultry noises flow from my lips. Muriel’s hands on my hips add more force to the thrusts downward and it quickly sends me spiraling into my orgasm. With a loud cry, my walls clench around him and slick gushes into his nude lap, coating his thick thighs with my ecstasy. A muttered curse mixed with a pleasant growl leaves my lover and it sends shocks of pleasure through me, further enhancing my pleasure.

My walls clench around his member, making every vein and small detail more prominent against my sensitive cunt. Muriel lets his head fall back against his throne with a ‘thunk’ with a deep, appreciative groan. The sound of the servants at the door murmuring in surprise and excitement snaps me out of my ecstasy-induced daze and I would be annoyed if it didn’t remind me that my husband still hasn’t cum— hasn’t filled me with his seed. We haven’t finished yet. Silently, I halfheartedly thank them and continue my rhythm of lifting my hips with his assistance. My orgasm made me sensitive so each drag of his thick cock against my walls is like agonizing ecstasy, pushing me towards another orgasm already. My husband’s stomach muscles tense and release rhythmically and his groans become more frequent and more strained and rushed, an indicator I’ve become quite familiar with that he’s approaching his end as well.

“Fuck- My Love- My Queen- So good. So fucking good. Perfect! So perfect around me! Oh, Ancients- keep clenching around me like that.” He begins to ramble, another indicator that had quickly become my favorite since I first heard it those years ago on the night of our wedding. That night we spent hours consummating our marriage. Likely we will be replicating that night once we get back to our bed chambers. And I can’t wait.

His cockhead kisses my cervix with each thrust like it’s trying to bully its way inside. The thought actually excites me. The prospect of his cock inside my womb when he finally shoots his load has the knot in my belly pulling taut in record time. Unable to resist him, I move forward urgently and smash my lips against my husband’s. He swallows my high-pitched whines of pleasure as I take in the gorgeous baritone groans and growls from deep in his chest.

From behind me, I can vaguely hear Julian making his very Julian-like noises that I can hazily recognize that he’s taking perverse pleasure in the situation. Surprisingly enough I can’t hear Asra chastising him as he usually does. With my husband’s length still pounding my insides and his tongue invading my mouth, mapping out the territory he’s claimed again and again, I can’t get myself to care much. If I can remember anything but Muriel’s name after this, I’ll have to indulge my curiosity— though that likelihood is nearly nonexistent.

My husband’s tongue slips out of my mouth and he drags it down to my pulse point and attaches to the spot with teeth nipping at the area and his lips sealed over it to suck a dark mark into the skin, his tongue lapping at the sensitive skin. That sends me hurdling over the edge again, my legs trembling beneath me and my hips faltering in their repetitive motions, and my walls clenching and unclenching around Muriel’s cock inside me. His nails dig into my flesh the way mine do his and his teeth sink into my neck in a possessive bite as his hips jolt up to meet flush to mine. With his hips pressed up into mine and his possessive grip pushing me down to somehow bring me closer, his length fills me completely and wholly.

His tip pushes at my cervix, opening the inner hole just enough that his hot, potent seed floods directly into my womb. The feeling of warmth filling my belly as well as the sensation of being fuller than I ever have before sends my eyes rolling back into my skull; else I would have seen the large bulge in my stomach from his cock pushing in to the furthest extent and his cum bloating my womb even further. Even with his massive cock stretching my cunt as far as it could go and his tip protruding into the entrance of my womb, cum seeps out and leaks out of my slick entrance in tiny streams. With so much cum filling me, there was no way I wasn’t properly and thoroughly bred. I quiver and shake in his hold with my back straight and stiff as an arrow before I collapse bonelessly against my Husband’s strong and solid chest. His muscles remain tense for several moments as the aftershocks of his strongest orgasm yet rush through his body.

He slumps against his throne, hands relaxing against my skin— I can already feel the beautiful bruises forming and crescent indents stinging deliciously— and lazily slide over my back to loosely hold my body against his. My body rises and falls with the movements of his chest as he heaves for breath, his lips brush over my ear and give pleasurable puffs of air against my neck. His warmth— both inside and outside of my body— has me cuddling closer to him and tucking my face into his neck, appreciating the tickle of his long hair on my face and his natural musk meeting my nose.

“You did wonderfully, Majesties.” Asra’s soft voice speaks up from his place before the thrones, though it hardly registers. My husband murmurs praises to me lowly through his slow, deep inhales to get the air back into his lungs from it all being punched out by his powerful orgasm.

“You did so good, my love. So perfect for me. You’ll be the perfect mother to our little one. ‘ll look so pretty when you swell with my child. ‘ll look so perfect so full. ‘m gonna breed you again and again now that we can.” His voice is soft and grumbly with exhaustion and it fills me with another kind of ecstasy. I feel the slow drag of Muriel’s stubbly chin as he turns his face to press a kiss to where he can reach on my face. With the comfort of the warmth in my belly and my husband’s arms around me with soft words whispered into our small, shared space, I’m easily lulled into a comfortable, floaty space.

I vaguely recognize things moving around me but I cannot bring myself to return to awareness. I hear Julian’s voice as well as Asra’s and my Husband’s but I can’t make out what they’re saying. A voice calls out into the space a short order and suddenly the large doors quickly fall closed with a groan and a loud ‘thud’ echoing through the room.

“My love?” My husband’s voice brings me back and I blink the bleariness out of my eyes to see his forest green ones staring back at me with a warm mirth.

“Uh?” He smiles lightly in soft amusement and nods at the two at my back. Lazily my gaze shifts to them to see our Vizier ready with the ring in his hand to signify that the ritual has finally been completed. Shaky, my hand reaches out and he softly cushions my hand to gracefully slide the perfectly sized ring onto my left index finger. The simple jewelry fills me with comfort and accomplishment and I release a sigh I didn’t realise I was holding.

“Congratulations, My Queen. The Heir shall be good and strong like his progenitors.” He kindly smiles and his words quell my mind with a soft joy. Julian comes up once Asra steps back to give Muriel his symbol. With a rare kind smile, he leans down and gently prods my lower belly and hips with cold hands that make me jolt in my husband’s hold, his arms tightening protectively around me and as a reaction to the shifting of my body while his cock still resides heavy inside me.

“Well, if we couldn’t tell before— which we’d have to be blind and deaf not to—“ he jokes making me smirk and Muriel tighten his lips in faux annoyance though I know it‘s to stop the quirk trying to tug at his lips, “I’m more than sure that you’re to be with child very soon. Practically by the time you leave this room with how-” Quickly, Asra rushes over and tugs the back of Julian’s coat away from the thrones, effectively cutting him off with a garbled choking sound that turns into a strained laugh that sounded more like a choking cat.

Smiling contentedly, I comfortably lean my head back into my husband’s shoulder, “So,” I speak softly, catching his attention and making his beautifully dark eyes meet mine. Mischief slips into my smile and my brow quirks up as my gaze flicks to his lips for a mere moment, “Would you like to recreate our honeymoon in our chambers with our newly attained benefit?” My voice drops into a lower sultry tone. Muriel’s brows rise as his eyes darken and he quickly— though still careful of both our sensitivity— hooks his hands under my thighs and lifts me effortlessly and begins a determined trek to our chambers to keep me there for the rest of the day— and likely into tomorrow.

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𝕋𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥:

@frosch-thefrog @hellsingalucard18

[sneezeywheeze]

Arcana headcannon shit

(Because that’s what this account is gonna be ong)

~~ Headcannons for: the m6 with a gender-fluid partner

🔮Asra🔮

- understands this part of you better than anyone

- their own gender is pretty fluid, so they get it

- probably feel when you’re leaning one way through heart connection, so may adjust pronouns to that if you want

- absolutely chaotic with pet names to affirm you

- “yes, pumpkin bread?”

- “of course, my ethereal”

- absolutely chaotic with pet names

- “long time, no see, my eldritch tome”

- “did you eat today, my horrifyingly phantasmal amalgamation?”

- will help you with illusion magic to change how you wish to present, based on how you’re feeling

⚙️Nadia⚙️

- has the most fun with the challenge of dressing you based on how you’re feeling

- “you’d look most dashingly beautiful in a suit at the next ball- ah, or, I imagine we could send for a dress that masculinizes you quite nicely. Would you like that, dear?”

- loves the confusion on peoples’ faces when she introduces you as her wife to someone who knew you as her husband, or vice versa

- would find a nice neutral title for you to take as the spouse of the countess, perhaps settling on simply court mage if you’d like to take it on.

- would definitely invent something to help you present how you wish to in the moment- something like a binder that turns into a corset with the pull of a ribbon, or a suit that can turn into a dress with a simple twirl

- if you have a pronoun preference for a day, she will do her best to ensure the whole palace (and then some) know of it to ensure utmost comfort, even if you don’t mind someone using a pronoun that you might not use that day (you’d need to assure her that it is not necessary to make such widespread news)

🗡️Julian🗡️

- calls you his bisexual dream

- you mean he gets to woo a beautiful maiden AND fall into the arms of a dashing savior AND they’re the same person AND they’re his love (you)????

- oh gods he is in heaven

- cannot figure out what to call you for the life of him. He already struggled with relationship titles, but now there’s another layer

- “Aha! I’d love for you to meet my, uhm… my (y/n).”

- “Has anyone seen my.. uh.. companion?”

- eventually gets the hang of it, leaning into the poetic aspect such a challenge provides

- “ah! There’s my divine soulmate. I’ve missed you, dear.”

- finds out he’s a little fluid with his gender with your help (drag. He does drag. He loves it.)

🌿Muriel🌿

- Words are hard.

- same problem as Julian, but since he’s shyer about labeling himself publicly (not shy about being your lover, of course, he’s just not the type to scream his affections to the whole world) he tends to just refer to you by your name

- stutters when someone asks what your relationship with him is

- “They’re my… uh.. we’re.. uhm.. l-lovers.”

- since societal expectations for gender don’t mean shit to him, he thinks nothing of when you explain it to him.

-literally does not understand why this would be a tough concept to anyone

- doesn’t understand why your switching gender changes things about your day (like how you dress), but supports you nonetheless.

- tries his best to affirm you on the topic

- “your hair looks.. uh.. man-ish like that. It’s… nice..”

🐈Portia🐈

- very fluid in her gender presentation !

- loves watching people try and figure out if you’re a wlw, mlm; or straight couple when you’re out together

- way too cheesy and sweet about it

- “well, you’re my everything, so of course you have to be every gender too.”

- makes jokes (never at your expense) and thinks she’s funny (she is and isn’t)

- “do you think if we put you in a block of ice you’d become a gender solid?”

- “ I saw the prettiest man, the handsomest woman, and a non-binary delight the other day- oh, look, there’s (MC) now!”

- loves doing your makeup to help with your presentation

- always tries to get a little gender-fucky with it tho

- “okay I know you’re wearing a dress and going for a feminine look, but wouldn’t it be so so cute if we have you a mascara mustache?”

👑Lucio👑

- gets it the least of everyone ngl

- “so.. You’re a man who likes to be a woman sometimes? Oh! Like a drag Queen!”

- “ what do you mean you don’t wanna wear matching outfits? Clothes don’t have gender, babe.”

- supportive in a way where he’s sometimes (most times) a little stupid

- would love to do your makeup as well, but would not grasp the concept of gendered makeup well

- “okay hold still I’m gonna do your eyeliner- a small wing?? It’s makeup, MC! It’s meant to be showy! Ugh, fine.”

- however, will verbally berate someone if they get your pronouns wrong for how you’re feeling, despite being told it’s not a big deal

~~~

If you liked these, feel free to suggest more HC’s!!

[gauloiseblue]

Gauloiseblue's Bookmarks

A/N: Since there's no bookmark system like they had in AO3, I decide to make one on this site. Will update the list from time to time.

COD

Price

[The True Me] by @i-am-hungry-24-7 Useless by @syoddeye Lazy Saturday Mornings by @clementine-thedestroyer Price and Beauty Mark by @ohmygraves Growing older with john price. by @obsessivelullabies Growing older with john price; smut. by @obsessivelullabies Ex-husband price, but the “ex” lays on significantly blurred lines now. by @captainfern Ex Husband!Price by @moongreenlight (A/N: you have NO idea what this fic had done to me) The boys all collectively realize that you are the captain’s favourite by @dante-mightdie weird HC by @theycalledhimastar

Gaz

lavender skies by @yeyinde (A/N: Gaz girlie, please read this I'm begging-) I may love Kyle, but I can totally admit when he acts like a total weirdo (he doesn’t, he’s perfect). by @theycalledhimastar

König

Ex-Lover Konig with runaway reader by @diejager Dog Hybrid König by @comfortless Hades!Konig and Persephone!reader by @comfortless Aroura Borealis by @clementine-thedestroyer Underground Fighter!König X Rich!Reader by @melancholic-thing

Soap

Rugby player soap fucks you after a win by @vanderilnde Pushy ass cbf!johnny and benefit pay by @shotmrmiller Valentine Days with Soap by @killerpancakeburger cbf!johnny as the dog he is by @ghouljams

Ghost

soulmate au with ghost but it's the fucking opposite of rainbows and sunshine by @bi-writes

Poly/HC

Fancy (Vampire! Poly! 141 x Plus size! Fem! Reader) by @swordsandholly 141 80’s Arcade AU by @clementine-thedestroyer TF141 and "can I try your drink?" By @syoddeye (A/N: don't @ me) 141 when they need attention by @void-my-warranty TF141 when you gave him hickey when you're drunk by @gloomwitchwrites

The Arcana

Asra's Love by @bahrtofane Teen Asra and puppy love headcanons by @smoke-and-silver Trip adventures with Asra by @smoke-and-silver Arcana and Weddings (fanarts) by @bastart13

Random/Miscellaneous

A/N: I put all of the Ghost Band stuff here bc I'm not officially into the fandom, but they're so irresistible to read hnggg

THEN // if (then) FINAL PART (Ghoap Comic) Roach's puppy eyes Korangi pt. 1 Korangi pt .2 Korangi (sus) pt. 3 Korangi (even more sus) pt. 4 Ghoap food pt. 1 👍👍 Self-care (Ghoap short comic) Capt Price having a cheeky wank (audio) Barry Sloane thirst trap (maybe) Bare chested Barry- Barry ugly ass poems (i'm horny) Barry Sloane seducing clip ASMR Barry talking ASMR Barry (Price) pt. 2 The band Ghost wildin' Ghost band shenanigan: part 1 The Ghouls + Rut Season (HC) Swiss meets red velvet ‘you’ve got to press it on you.’ (Ghost Band HC) Nameless Ghoul NSFW headcanons Swiss relationship and NSFW headcanons .... yeah I'm normal I swear St. Vincent *heart eyes* Miyazaki's Retirement Declarations (chronologically) Hayao Miyazaki's "Inspirational" Quotes The Hand

Web Weave | Poetry

not romantic not platonic but a secret third thing [what would happen between earth and the moon if the earth stopped spinning as illustrated by xkcd randall munroe] - Lyudmilla Ignatenko, the wife of deceased firefighter Vasily Ignatenko, Voices from Chernobyl, by Svetlana Alexeivich (transl. Keith Gessen) Robin Wood, “Psychoanalysis of Psycho” | Stoker (2013) dir. Park Chan-wook Stoker (2013) dir. Park Chan-wook and "The Lady of the House of Love" by Angela Carter This Is Me (Stoker 2013) Rice Paddies Home (What Is Home?) Whenever I see you, I remember AM I MAKING YOU FEEL SICK? // DEVOTION THAT EATS YOU ALIVE

[juliandevorakswife]

Asra and Julian fighting each other is more realistic than them dating

Shoutout to my bestie for rp’ing as Julian and asra 😊☝🏼 gave me my own personal husbands

A03 and tumblr is the main reason why I always accuse my rp asra of cheating, yall ruining relationships out here 😔

[kidlightnings]

The Arcana Prequel facts we've learned and some ruminations, pondering on them (spoilers abound for the first three chapters)-

Asra is uncomfortable with physical touch except from Muriel and (the apprentice) - this is such a fascinating detail and brings to mind the question of why. A lack of control when other people touch him? He has had a lot of things in his life happen to compromise or coerce his agency. It happens that Ilya's touch does not necessarily provoke the same discomfort. Is there a commonality?

Asra's parents also had a grimoire he was seeking at the palace - is this where he got the idea for the ritual? What was Lucio hoping to achieve by stealing it, or did he have a greater plan beyond just wanting something exclusive and special? DOES IT HAVE DETAILS ABOUT THE ARM? And furthermore, if it does pertain to what Asra does to bring the apprentice back, is it no longer relevant by the time of the main timeline?

The initial relationship between Asra and Julian was consensual in nature - the original flashback scene we can view in the original game was open to interpretation, but had always felt to me that Julian didn't have a standing relationship of any sort with Asra and was acting in a somewhat unprompted predatory nature, but we now have a more complicated view of the situation. Certainly going after someone, to their house, when they've refused you is a violation of boundaries, but there is now much more context being established - still a toxic situation, but in a different manner. I'm excited to see how we get from open flirtation to divorced energy.

Lucio is a terrible dom - that's just that, he's bad at doing kink, which, of course he is

Nadia is willing to undermine her husband for the greater good - hopefully this will put to rest the accusations that she was passive and uncaring towards the city. Even if there was more she could have done, she seems to be working politically to try for what she can. Neat!

No eels mention

Please

My eels

[asmo-cosmetics]

Imagine giving Lucio *your* last name. The sense of belonging. The irrevocable, indisputable "you are my family". Lucio being told and having such a glaring piece of evidence that you love him! Just. Lucio taking your last name

not to mention erasing the last evidence of morga's claim to him. imagine telling her. imagine HIM telling her. the look on his face when he replaces what used to identify him as her son with his identity as your husband.

and how smug he'd be in front of the others. asra. you'd have to remind lucio to be nice, because asra would never truly insult him for your sake, but he'd look at him cold and far away while lucio bragged.

he'd probably get turned on by it, too, bite his lip and ask you to prove you own me? and you'd try to laugh and tell him that's not what it means, but, well, he is yours.

[snobgoblin]

@sounddrive @stickystickyduck

OK I'm so sorry in advance if this seems like A Lot but you did ask and I would have felt bad just not answering. spoilers for just The Game In General

ok so. the painting. this will really only make sense when coupled with my other theory which is a massive spoiler btw so don't read that if you still have things you want to theorize about x

I am so sorry for making you read this please know you 100% do not have to I'm only writing this because you asked

that said this theory will be building on that so tread with caution

FIRST OF ALL. Nadia states that the goat is meant to represent Lucio. he commissioned this painting. and then when she says "my husband was burned" the camera pans to the dove. and the purple dress and proximity to Lucio makes me think this must be Nadia

now you may be like "why is Nadia a dove. Nadia is always an owl" but please remember that this is Lucios perspective and canonically he sent the original painter to the dungeons for pointing out doves should not have breasts. this painting reeks of innacuracy and has Lucio written all over who can't take a hint about people and is terrible with magic so how can we possibly trust him to accurately assign them animals? I would get into the symbolism of Nadia being associated with Temperance from Lucios perspective but I doubt he knows the meanings of the cards so I'll leave it alone for now (but there is a lot there)

with this said. I believe that Muriel is the wolf because of all the black and also the association with wolves in Lucios eyes. he even made Muriel wear a costume with two wolves fighting each other portrayed on the corset, Lucio definitely associates Muriel with wolves

and then, Asra. next to Muriel, as Lucio knows they are friends. this cheetah appears to be wearing a white low cut shirt, with his heart exposed. this is important symbolism for Asra that they point out in the art book

all this leads me to believe that Asra is portrayed, incorrectly, as a cheetah in this painting, just as Nadia is incorrectly a dove, Muriel is somewhat correctly a wolf (the Kokhuri are associated with them after all and there's also Inanna to consider) and just like Lucio is incorrectly portrayed as a goat

[themushroomgoesyeet]

How it all went wrong with the familiars

Today had been one of the worst days I've ever experienced. Before today, I thought that the worst challenge I could have ever faced was defeating Lucio, and boy, was I wrong.

I hear the bell ring as several sets of feet enter the shop, and a collective gasp as my new guests observe the disastrous scene before them. All at once, the sounds of seven different familiars fervidly greet their owners.

Lifting the arm I have over my eyes, I see my friends looking worriedly from their anxious familiars, to me, do the destroyed shop that I don't have the energy to clean up. Muriel looks especially worried and is about to say something before I wordlessly walk over and softly plonk my head against his chest with a dejected sigh.

"Never again," I mumble into my husband's shirt as his arms come up to rub my back comfortingly.

"Merf, what happened?!?" Asra exclaims incredulously.

"Are you alright?" Muriel asks at the same time.

"I'll be fine in a bit, I think," I reply, backing away a little so that I can confront the group as a whole. "Do you want the long or the short answer?" I add in reply to Asra's question.

"I believe a longer explanation would be in order, Merf, but I think it would be best if we all sat down first, for your sake," Nadia interjects. "It seems that you all have had a rather trying day."

"Hah! You've got that right," I reply, taking Muriel's hand as we all gingerly make our way to the apartment upstairs - which has thankfully been mostly untouched.

"Why are all our familiars wet?" Asra asks when we all sit down.

"And slimy?" Portia adds with disgust as she cradles Pepi, who has now been wrapped in a towel.

"And, er....sticky," Julian adds as he helps Nadia pick filth and expensive looking beads out of Malak and Chandra's feathers.

"I'll just start at the beginning, shall I?" I ask, helping Asra pass out towels to everyone as we all begin to clean our familiars. The group nods, and I have another exhausted sigh as I begin to tell my tale.

~~ Earlier that morning ~~

"Are you sure this is going to work?" Muriel asks as our cart nears the shop.

"It wouldn't be an experiment if I knew, would it?" I reply, and Inanna lets out a cheery bark of support from the back of the cart, tail wagging. My response doesn't seem to reassure Muriel however, so I place a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Look, the worst case scenario is that the spell is fake and nothing happens. Nobody's going to get hurt today, and everything is going to be fine!"

~~

"Wise choice of words," Asra jokes as he gently towels off Faust.

"If I had known what was going to happen today, I wouldn't have said it," I retort.

~~

As we pull up to the shop, Asra opens the door to greet us.

"Hello you two!" He exclaims as Inanna jumps out of the cart, and I follow suit. "Everything is ready for you Merf, Portia just dropped off Pepi and all the others from the palace."

I can already hear various animal noises coming from inside the shop, and Asra gives me a bit of a drawn look.

"Did you have to include Lucio's dogs in this? They've only been in there for about five minutes and they're already proving to be tough to handle."

"I wouldn't have been able to get Chandra and Pepi if I didn't take Mercedes and Melchior too, and it's not their fault that their previous owner was Lucio," I reply. "I'll make it work, don't worry."

"If you say so," Asra shrugs, hopping up onto the cart next to Muriel. "Good luck with your spell!"

"Good luck with your foraging!" I reply, waving as the cart moves away down the street. "Alright, shall we go inside?" I ask, turning to Inanna. She huffs an affirmative, and we both make our way up the steps together.

A cacophony of sounds assaults my ears as we enter; Mercedes and Melchior are barking their heads off at Chandra, Malak, and Faust who are all perched in the rafters, while Pepi yowls back at the dogs from her place on top of the cabinets behind the service counter. I form a glowing orange whistle in my hand as I shut the door, and Inanna lies down on the floor covering her ears with a whine.

I blow the whistle as loud as I can, drowning out the rest of the noise and bringing the animal chatter quickly to a stop.

"that's enough of that everyone, we've got work to do today," I declare as Inanna stands up again. "All of you come down from there and make a circle on the floor," I command, and after a minute each animal slowly moves over to the middle of the shop in a rough circle.

Mercedes and Melchior whine as most of the familiars all try to sit as far away from them as they can, and I let out a sigh from my place at the counter where Asra left the ingredients for my spell.

"Inanna, do you mind?" I ask politely, and Inanna gives me a whuff in response before sitting next to the borzoi siblings so they stop complaining.

"Thank you. Now all of you, enough with this bickering. We're all going to be spending the day together, and things will go a lot better if we don't argue about it. That starts, by the way, with not alienating Mercedes and Melchior," I declare, giving the rest of the familiars a stern look. After a minute, Chandra ruffles her feathers a little bit before scooting closer to Mercedes and Melchior, the rest of the familiars following suit until they're all sitting in a much less wobbly circle.

"Much better," I tell them before double checking the last of the instructions from the magic book I brought with me. "Alright. If all goes well, this should allow all of you to communicate with me mentally for a day."

I take the bowel of lavender colored powder in my hands, and move into the middle of the circle before tossing several pinches of the power over the familiars and my head. Focusing my magic, I cast the spell just how the book said to, then wait as the powder dissipates.

"Did it work?" I ask.

"smells funny," a voice says in my head, and I can see Faust tasting the air with her tongue. My ears shoot up with surprise.

"Was that you Faust?" I exclaim.

"It certainly wasn't me," a demure voice replies as Chandra lands on my shoulder, giving me a purposeful gaze.

"This is amazing, it worked!" I exclaim happily.

"Can we go home now?" Mercedes asks as her brother comes up to sniff my pockets. "Do you have treats for us?"

"Yes, let's go home," Malak exclaims in agreement with Mercedes.

"Woah hold on, settle down everyone," I reply, backing out of the circle of familiars so I can look at them directly. "The agreement was that I'd be allowed to do this spell if I would pet-sit you all, and I intend to hold up my end of the deal. Let's just be calm and hang out in the shop today, alright?"

"Can we have food?" Pepi asks, pawing my boot, and the rest of the familiars begin clamoring in agreement. It takes another whistle and Inanna's piercing howls to get everyone to shut up long enough for me to speak.

"Thank you Inanna."

"You're welcome," she replies.

"I have food for everyone," I continue, talking fast so I don't get interrupted again. "If you'll all just give me a moment to set things up, we can all have lunch. Happy?"

A chorus of agreements answer and I let out a sigh of relief before going upstairs and pulling out bowels and pet food left for me by everyone's owners. Within minutes, everyone including myself is happily eating away.

Once lunch is over, I gather everything up and take it all back upstairs to be cleaned in the sink. I barely have time to set down my armload though, before I hear several large crashes coming from the shop.

Downstairs, Mercedes and Melchior are chasing Pepi, while Inanna and Chandra try their best to stop them. Furniture has been knocked over, Malak is flying around screeching in the rafters, and I dash to save Faust before she's trampled by four sets of paws.

"I left for two minutes!" I shout over the noise, unsure of what to do to stop the chaos. "What happened?!?"

"Salty cat insult snooty dogs, snooty dogs chase cat and destroy shop," Faust tells me in dismay. I try to sneak around towards the front door to try to get a better vantage point, but I trip over the leg of a fallen table in my haste, the fall flinging Faust from my shoulders.

Fortunately, Faust lands on the doorknob out of harm's way. Unfortunately, when she tries to get down and slither off to a new hiding place she accidentally opens the door, and Pepi, Mercedes and Melchior, Chandra, and Inanna all go zooming out of the shop at top speed. Malak tries to make a break for it too, but I've managed to get back on my feet by this point and snatch Malak out of the air before he can escape.

"No you don't!" I exclaim as Faust comes slithering back to me. "You're gonna follow them and tell me where they're going, alright?" I demand, turning Malak to face me as I talk.

"I can't track them if they're getting away! I knew this was a bad idea! THEY'RE ALL GONNA DIE!" Malak protests.

"Not on my watch," I reply determinedly, scooping Faust onto my shoulders and locking the shop door. "You let me and Faust chase them down on foot, and be my eyes and ears in the air. Got it?"

~~

"Fine," Malak relents, and I give him a nod before tossing him into the air. I can see some carnage on the streets where the rest of the familiars ran through, and start following it. With Malak's help, Faust and I make our way towards the market place.

In the distance, I hear a loud commotion, several people shouting and screaming, and desperate howls from Inanna, Mercedes, and Melchior. I put on an extra burst of speed and run towards the sound, breaking through the shocked crowd to find a demolished beauty stall, a very angry vendor, and Chandra, Malak, and Pepi slathered in lotions, beads, and glitter.

"Ah, that would explain it," Nadia interrupts as she tackles a particularly thick clump of glitter in Chandra's feathers. "I'll make sure to send that vendor extra compensation for their troubles tomorrow morning."

~~

Once I had fixed the stall and paid a very hefty price for the damages, I gathered the familiars into a side alley.

"What's going on? Where are Inanna, Mercedes and Melchior?"

"Thieves cornered us in the street and stole them with help from the crowd," Chandra informs me as she tries to shake glitter from her feathers, with little success.

"What?!?" I exclaim, my ears flattening as panic rises in my chest.

"The bad men said they're gonna sell them all! Our friends are gone forever!" Malak wails.

"Oh no, this is bad," I reply, trying to think of any spells I could use. "Argh! If only I had something personal from one of them, I could use a tracking spell!"

"Would this help? Chandra asks, holding up a tuft of white fur in one of her talons. "This belongs to Melchior, I believe."

"Oh, Chandra you beautiful bird, yes!!! This is perfect!" I cry, my ears perkig up with joy and quickly taking the fur from her sticky talons, casting a tracking spell. With that, we're all off again, and I follow the spell down to the east docs until we stop close to a foreign-looking ship being loaded with large crates.

"There! Those are the bad guys!" Pepi exclaims, directing my attention to two thugs talking to the ship's captain. Next to them are three large crates, all howling and barking loudly. Suddenly, I realize I know these thugs; they were the ones who tried to Mug me and Muriel before getting their asses kicked by Morga.

A growl escapes my throat as my ears flatten, and I leave our hiding place to give those thieves a piece of my mind, the familiars tentatively following suit.

"Hey!" I shout over the noise as eyes turn at my arrival. Most of these people aren't from around here, but recognition shines in the thieves eyes when they turn to see me.

"Those animals don't belong to you," I declare, pointing at the crates. "I'd like to have them back, now."

"O-of course, Mrs. hero, we didn't know they were yours!" The more burly thief replies as him and his companion back away at my approach. The captain just laughs, slapping his hand on the top crate and shaking his head.

"I can't let you take my cargo," the captain replies in a thick accent. "Run along lady, or my crew will have to hurt you."

"I wasn't asking," I retort, summoning a glowing, bladed staff in my hands. The thieves make a run for it, and the familiars at my heels start getting a little nervous.

"it's your head then," the captain replies, snapping his fingers. As the crew of the ship advances I quickly cast a spell that shatters the boxes, freeing Inanna, Mercedes, and Melchior. Before anyone can act we all make a break for it, a mob of angry sailors chasing after us. I try to loose our pursuers in the alleys, but people get in our way and make it easier for the sailors to keep up.

Suddenly, the familiars and I come to a dead end at one of the canals. I can hear the angry sailors behind us, and as I look around for options I spot a man with an otherwise empty gondola nearby.

"Jump!" I exclaim, leaping into the canal and swimming towards the empty gondola. The other familiars follow suit save for Chandra and Malak who fly to us instead, leaving the angry sailors to return to their captain empty handed.

The gondolier is very surprised when we all climb into his boat, but I give him the last of my coins for his troubles and have him take us back to the shop.

~~

"And that's where you all found us," I finish, resting my arms and head on the table with an exhausted sigh.

"My my, what an adventure," Nadia replies with a wry grin as Muriel begins to rub my shoulders comfortingly.

"Looks like we're all in for bath night," Portia groans, and in my head all of the familiars chorus in agreement.

"Did you at least learn something from your experience Merf?" Asra asks with a smirk.

"I did, actually," I reply. "None of these guys are allowed to be in the same room together ever again."

Muriel let's out a snort and everyone else bursts out with laughter of their own. Eventually, I give a weak giggle myself, and we all stand to go home. I offer to stay just a little longer to help clean up the mess in the shop, but Asra and Julian refuse, insisting that they've got it taken care of and that I can just go home.

"Take the day off tomorrow while you're at it," Asra adds before we leave. "You certainly need it!"

"You don't have to tell me," I reply, slipping out into the night and tiredly climbing onto the cart. Muriel sits down beside me, resting an arm on my still damp shoulders as I sigh for the upteenth time today.

"I assume it'll be a hot spring bath today?" Muriel asks with a knowing grin.

"Yes please," I groan tiredly, and Muriel lets out a low chuckle.

"Sounds good. I'll join you, Asra and I took a long time in the forest."

"Don't forget me," Inanna adds from her spot in the bed of the cart.

"Of course we won't forget you Inanna, you've been a very good girl today," I reply fondly. It's nice to actually hear what she's saying now, although I don't think all the trouble I went through today was worth it.

Maybe I'll try the spell again one day, but just on Inanna. For now though, I'm happy to spend time with my family, and a smile finally appears on my face as the day ends.

[count-lucio]

count-lucio's M6 gender + sexuality headcanons

Asra- they/them, gendered pronouns are fine if they like you enough. AFAB but transitioning; to what? who knows. no hormones and no surgery - they prefer natural testosterone raisers (think nettle root, ginseng, ect). they don’t bind often, they like their chest the way it is. presents completely androgynously, wants their gender to be entirely unreadable and fluid. no real preference in dating, but bonus points if it’s T4T (cough: Julian, Muriel)

Nadia- she/her, MTF transgender. on hrt + has top surgery but has no interest in bottom surgery. (enjoys the fact that her dick is bigger than her husband's too much to ever even consider bottom surgery). mostly prefers women but has a soft spot for flamboyant pathetic men (re: her husband) (and her husband's boyfriend)

Julian- he/him, FTM transman. on HRT (does his T with Nazali), has top surgery but not bottom. just a guy, really, but the gender is definitely queer! would love crossdressing in the name of self expression, and for the art of it. his sexuality is kind of all over the place… preference for men but is definitely fluid and can be roped into just about anything (espesially if there’s ropes involved!)

Lucio- he/him. token cis character. genderqueer in his presentation, very comfortable with his masculinity and would wear a skirt if it made him look good but undeniably identifies as a man. will fuck anything with a pulse- maybe ever so slightly prefers men to women but quite frankly needs both in his life to be content.

Muriel- he/him, FTM, top surgery + on HRT but no bottom surgery. asra explained to him what being trans was when they were younger- gender is fairly straightforward. limited romantic attraction but has... Something going on with Asra.

Portia- she/they! definitely a girl, but perhaps there’s something else going on. very fluid. likes to present both feminine and masculine, depends on the day. butchy femme. that being said… lesbian. most definitely. they love women, espesially women named Nadia Satrinava.

bonus Valerius- they/he but the they is silent (they're embarrassed). definitely some level of genderqueerness going on with them but is too embarrassed to admit it fully- will wear heels and skirts sometimes. their gender expression is mostly indulged privately between them and Lucio (interpret that how you will). not particularly interested in women save for a few exceptions (cough cough Nadia)

please let me know if you'd all be interested in hearing my relationship headcanons to go along with these xx

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

The Arcana Mini-HCs: Brainrot's Masterlist, Pt 6

MC with trust issues lets down their guard

Thrift shopping with M6

When MC has a phobia of syringes

When MC is Asra's adopted sibling

How the M6 adventure at midnight (Vesuvia Weekly)

Giving M6 a crocheted bouquet

Cake frosting and M6

MC and M6 with opposite aesthetics

M6's familiar when MC's familiar is blind

Watching Titanic together

Flipping M6 off and running away

M6 when MC distracts them with a flirty gesture

When MC "falls" for M6

"Who's this 'pillow' you're cheating on me with?"

Calling the M6 "sweeter and finer than wine"

When MC shares feelings through touch

Seeing MC happy stim for the first time

When MC has OCD and likes to count

When MC's orphaned sibling shows up

M6 when their kid gets sick

When MC is really tuned in to nature

M6 when MC happy cries over their relationship

MC becomes a beast and needs true love's kiss

When M6 have a kid before MC

Painting Nails

When MC eats food off the floor

M6 waking up to a gift basket

MC needs to sail two years to visit home

M6 get a Parent's Day present from their stepkid

Throwing a surprise party for M6

M6 finding out someone else has a crush on MC

When MC loses an eye

When MC makes a cloud every time they sneeze/shiver

Giving M6 an anatomically correct heart

When MC says "help" in their sleep

M6 at a fair

Tricking M6 into holding hands

MC sits fully clothed in the shower

Calling M6's name to say "hi!"

"Can't take my eyes off you"

Running to M6 saying "Hide me!"

MC is scared of ghosts

Staring at M6's lips

Covering M6's face in kisses

The familiars adopt MC's new baby familiar

How M6 like their mangoes

When MC has braces

M6's secret insecurities (Vesuvia Weekly)

How M6 talk in their sleep (Vesuvia Weekly)

M6 helping MC with maladaptive daydreaming

When MC has dermatillomania/trichotillomania

Giving M6 flower crowns

Trying lipgloss flavors with M6

Pulling M6 closer by the waist

Randomly asking M6 "wanna make out?"

Giving M6 a kiss for good luck

M6's little food quirks

M6 as passengers in a fender bender

When MC (and familiar) cry chopping onions

What M6 study in college

M6 on "worthy or not worthy"

Comparing hand sizes

M6 and spiders

M6's bath/shower habits

Smelling M6's perfume

M6 skating/skateboarding

M6 find MC eating cake ferally

Giving M6 jewelry to match their eyes

Cradling MC like a baby

Asking M6 to reach something for you

When MC doesn't know how to read

M6 when MC is their apprentice

When MC forgets to use magic

M6 in a group chat

M6 startle MC's familiar into a wall

When MC is an amputee

Stealing M6's mangoes

M6 calling MC husband/wife/spouse

[nemo-in-wonderland]

omgomgomg, I needed to share this with you all!!! The husband gifted me BG3 for the PS5 (after he saw how miserable I was with my potato pc - the game was so slow, it was lagging even with the graphic on low setting) AND I AM FINALLY ABLE TO PLAY IT PROPERLY, SO MY FIRST PS5 PLAYTHROUGH WAS WITH HIRAETH.

LOOK AT MY PRECIOUS CINNAMON ROLL.

LOOK AT HER, MY ALMOST-FEY BRAINCHILD.

I had to do with the vanilla game, so I didn't install any mod, but I loved how she came out: it was pretty close to how I imagine her glamour-covered appearance is.

I am still working on her profile (it's almost done tbh, I am just missing a few things connected to her background story that I still need to work out and I need to finish reading the stuff about the Feywild first), BUT LET ME SHARE HER WITH YOU AT LEAST THE SCREENSHOTS I TOOK DURING THE EARLY PART OF MY PLAYTHROUGH, IN THE MEANWHILE.

I loved walking around the Emerald Grove with her, because I imagined that she would meet Asra there IRL for the first time after being abducted, and they would actually venture together to find Halsin and bring him back (not that it wouldn't be the first time Asra found herself having to find her dad, and precisely for this reason, she is immensely relieved to have friend going with her -you never know if she is going to find Papa Halsin in the same condition she found him the first time).

AND OF COURSE, HIRAETH WOULD BE ALL LIKE "LEMME JUST GO GRAB VOLO AND MY FLUTE, AND WE ARE GOING ALL THREE AGAINST GOBLINS, DROWS AND THE LIKE. but not hags. HAGS BAD. HAGS DANGEROUS. (Hiraeth spent sometimes in the Feywild - i will explain more once I post her bio- so she is extremely cautious around fey creatures and whatnot).

And there you have the merry company comprised of Hiraeth, Volo, Gale (because yes, yes, my fey child is absolutely enthralled by Gale and his eloquence and his kind character), Asra and Rolan (WE KNOW YOU HAVE THE HEART EYES FOR ASRA, ROLAN, WE KNOW IT. WE CAN SEE IT A MILE AWAY, WITH ALL THE BICKERING YOU TWO HAD GOING ON), all to the rescue of Halsin.

AND OMG THE WHOLE MAGIC SCENE BETWEEN HER AND GALE.

IT WAS SO SWEET.

because of course Hiraeth knows about magic, she was taught by Damh himself during her early years in the Feywild (once more, I will explain in her bio), but experiencing with Gale was something completely different.

SO YEAH.

I AM IN THE MIDDLE OF A PLAYTHROUGH, SO YOU WILL SEE MORE OF BG3 (tbh, the brain was already there, so that might also help lolol).

I WILL BE BACK SOON WITH MORE STUFF.

also also, small Aranea-side note: I honestly believe that Aranea would have a huge soft spot for Rolan, Cal and Lia, because their constant bickering reminds her of her own children, Jacob and Raphael, especially in those years that sometimes she spends away from Cania.

OK, THAT'S ALL FOR NOW.

I AM SO EXCITED FOR THIS ALL. FML.

I ADORE ALL OF THIS.

[rodolfoparras]

I hate fandom wiki because I just went through a thousand ads, holy shit

ANYWAYS

I wanted to bring up the other date able characters in The Arcana!

This is Asra :) his patron Arcana is The Magician

Nadia, the countess, her patron Arcana is The High Priestess

Portia, Julian's sister, she works for Nadia, her patron Arcana is The Star

Lucio, the dead count and Nadia's ex husband, his patron Arcana is The Devil

Unfortunately Tumblr only allows 10 photos, I must be incredibly choosey 😞 gonna send another ask after with the other pics I stole from the wiki

Their heights for reference 😊

The way I said oh my hod at the first and second pic also the fifth and sixth who is this?3??;?4?🧎🏻‍♂️🧎🏻‍♂️🧎🏻‍♂️and how do I put a ring on her finger???