#now if only Lucio would come home the same way

[iridescent-solstice]

𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲! 𝐀 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 🌸 | ᴘᴛ. ᴛᴡᴏ: ᴍᴜʀɪᴇʟ | ⤷ ʟɪꜰᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ꜱᴏ ʜᴇᴄᴛɪᴄ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ. ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʜᴇʀɪꜱʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ��� ʏᴏᴜ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴘᴇɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ . . .

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All this talk about a mysterious ghost haunting the city of Versuvia was all it took to have both Asra and Muriel on edge . . . They couldn't help it. The ball stirring old pent-up emotions that made his return inevitable. If it really was him . . .Then something had to be done and quick. Is what you would have said . . . if they weren't constantly forgetting to eat and function like normal human beings under the pretence of finding a way to get rid of him. Lacking in care and compassion for themselves. Living like lifeless zombies.

Muriel took it the worse, especially since Asra would often leave. His closest friend wandering far away from his reach. Leaving to find answers in a faraway place, a mysterious journey. It felt like he was losing Asra all over again. Except this time to someone else who had captured his heart. A shopkeeper from the city. So, star struck that Asra left his childhood friends behind to take care of them. Left you and Muriel for another. You understood him, really you did. But you couldn't help the bitterness that would seep into your heart every now and then. Watching Muriel crumble a little day by day was not an easy task. He was letting himself go. Busying himself with rune casting or hunting. Same as with you, instead you had the fantastic job of constantly keeping an eye out for Lucio. Rarely if ever would he or you be seen doing anything else. But it was almost like Muriel was slowly giving up on life itself.

Not eating for days on end, but never once hesitating to find food for the woodland creatures. Talking as little as possible until he didn't speak much at all. Taking care of everyone but himself. It broke your heart to see Muriel like this. It was terrifying knowing he couldn't sleep at night due to terrors. That he went to sleep hungry. That he'd leave his cloak at the hut in hopes of getting sick enough to sleep the day away. It really did break your heart to see this. He'd never hesitate to take care of you. So, you couldn't help but want to return the favour. Like the caring friend . . . that you were, you just had to put a stop to this ofc. Stop lying to yourself mc, Inanna sees right through you.

At first, this involved making sure he ate regularly and slept properly. Not easy at first but it got easier over time. Infact loving him came naturally to you. Always wrapping your arms around his neck before he left came easy to you. A warm hug that would only last a few seconds. But the gesture wasn't lost on him, you were just securing his cloak! Nothing to get flustered about, right? Yet he'd turn as red as a tomato while you were busy fussing over it. Making sure the clasp of his cloak was firm and taut. Unlikely to unravel, at least that's what you'd hope. Maybe that's why you would spend so long on this task . . . Wouldn't want him getting sick cause of the rain after all.

Braiding his hair came easy to you. Of course, you only did it so it wouldn't bother him while he was hunting. You took your time with it, even massaging his scalp. That's what he liked about you. You were meticulous, but careful. Even attempting to warm his hands the way Asra would warm his beloved's . . . Taking them into yours and blowing on them gently, before bringing them to your lips to give a light kiss. At first, he wouldn't let you, but now leaning into your affections has become like second nature to Muriel. He doesn't even realise when he's doing it. Seeking you out quietly. You feel exactly like home to him. To the point that he can't imagine coming home and not hearing your voice, smelling the fresh stew on the fire and definitely cannot go without immediately seeking you out. Many afternoons much like today's were spent this exact way, searching for herbs, berries and mushrooms together to make orange birch boletes. His favourite. And while you couldn't get the recipe to taste exactly like Asra's, it was close enough.

Close enough to bring that ghost of a beautiful smile back to his face. The hassle and trouble worth it to see his face light up even if only for a mere second. So quick you almost miss it. Even if the stew wasn't as good as when Asra would make it, Muriel would never admit it to your face. Because frankly . . . the cheery smile you send him would get him too starstruck to say anything more than a thank you. In his eyes, such an angel shouldn't be forced to take him. A beast. But still, you never left him to rot alone.

He felt honoured to be considered worthy of your affections. Had no clue why you'd opt to stay around someone as awful and cruel as him . . . A devil in the making. But he was grateful you were around, were here for him. That you stayed as the one thing that would always be a constant in his life. The one who'd always be by his side

[ ᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴇʀꜱ ʙʏ: @magicalboything] ⤷ Recoloured so it stands out on the blog and fits the character. If you're not comfy with that PLS do let me know and I'll change it!

{ᴅɪꜱᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ: ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴅ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴘɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰɪᴄꜱ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴜɴʟᴇꜱꜱ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀᴡɪꜱᴇ.} . . . I haven't encountered Muriel or played his route as much as I want to haha, so maybe this is a little out of character oops-

[hellcatshark]

Overwatch Dating Headcanons!!

Characters: Junkrat, Roadhog, Reaper, and Lucio

Junkrat 💣💥

Junkrat would be a very interesting partner.

He may not know how to show it without being more than his usual self.

When he first asks you out, he’s honestly very nervous. “You know, being a criminal and all!” He would say.

If you say yes, he will be overjoyed.

Literally more hyper than an sugar induced D.Va.

He will give you tiny explosives as a form of showing his love.

Once he gets to know you more, he’ll be even more cuddly than he already would be.

Laying in bed reading? He’ll drape himself over you and try to get you to stop reading. Sitting on the couch? He’s using your legs as a pillow.

PDA will be a 50/50 with him. It depends on the area really.

If he spots at least one person flirting with you, he’s planning on embarrassing them to the extreme. Only to have it backfire and embarrasses himself.

He doesn’t mind much since you comfort him back home about it.

Never will you wake in the same position you fell asleep in.

Roadhog 🥓🪝

Roadhog will be very gentle with you in the long run but at the beginning, he makes it very hard to communicate.

At first he would intimidate you but slowly warms up to you and you to him.

When he asks you out, he’s blunt. No corners, no second guessing. He’ll just ask if you want to see a movie or something.

Once you two are fully dating, he’s more gentle and communicative towards you.

If you’re tired, he’ll pick you up and carry you around. No questions, no nothing.

When you’re cuddling with him, he has one arm wrapped around you comfortably.

If he’s in a teasing mood, he’ll hold you close before tickling you. That’s the most he does to you.

When sleeping, he will have you tucked to his side or on top of him.

Reaper ☠️🦉

This man will honestly try to push you away.

Especially if he knew you liked him before he liked you.

Starting off, he would punish himself by purposefully making you upset.

If that doesn’t work, he’ll simply watch your back for now on. Even though he already was but will deny it if someone asks him about it.

He would be somewhat romantic as his affection for you grows.

Roses on your nightstand, random compliments that seem passive aggressive in a way,

If you agree to date him, he would take you to random places he thinks you’d like based on what he’s observed about you.

At night, whenever you go to bed, he will hold you close and not let go whatsoever. Almost like he’s afraid to loose you.

He definitely would be one to smack your ass as you walk around your shared room and show affection but once you’re outside, he rarely shows it.

His way of protecting you.

He will keep you on top of him as you sleep, listening to you breathe. It soothes him.

Lucio 🐸🎵

This dude will definitely be wholesome in everything he does.

Once he starts to like you, he’ll be head over hills over you.

Always flirting no matter the situation.

Getting shot at? Comes up with some pickup line after saving you with that smirk. Got hurt? He’ll make a joke that Winston would very much approve of.

Once the two of you are dating, he is not afraid to declare it.

He even made a song about the two of you and it’s gotten millions of views.

In public, the most he’ll do is wrap an arm around your waist and kiss your cheek.

In your shared room, he will lay with you on his chest or do the same as Junkrat and use you as a pillow.

Will often fall asleep curled around you somehow.

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

What do you think M6’s answers would be to the question “is it better to feel all the pain or nothing at all?” I haven’t played all the routes so I can’t answer for everyone but I think

Julian -feel it all

Asra -nothing

Muriel -at the start of his route nothing but as he grows as a character it would shift slowly to feel it all

Portia -feel it all

I’d also love to hear your answer if you’re comfortable with that! As someone who’s felt both my answer is nothing bc in my experience the numbness allows you to still function. Even if the life you’re experiencing isn’t as full as it could be, you still get to experience it. When I become so overwhelmed by Everything I completely shut down and cease to be a person. I am my emotions. And I think in Asra’s route this kinda gets explored in that they choose to not feel as deeply ever again bc a muted life with MC is better than a full one without them. Anyway can you tell I recently reread The Giver lol

Woah, that's a good question friend!!

To be completely honest, I think all the M6 progress from the "numb" to the "willing to feel everything" point throughout their routes - as is the case for many people who are in the healing process! (essay below the cut)

Julian, while fully embracing the misery of his situation, is also running from the part of him that wants a happy ending. Meeting the MC is his slow journey of self-acceptance, realizing that his happiness is valuable and worth fighting for. He stops choosing one feeling to drown out all the others and starts feeling everything in a context of loving and being loved.

Asra's in a similar situation. They don't see giving up half their heart as something to regret, but they still talk about the reduced ability to be attached to people as a loss. Reconnecting with MC, being able to slowly bring down the walls that used to facilitate a drifting, untethered survival mode, allows him to start caring more about the people around him since he has a person to call home again.

When Nadia wakes up, she's lost. Seven years of memory have blipped out of view, she's responsible for a city she knows very little about, and the people who are supposed to help her are only getting in her way. She speaks of a similar numb state, being detached and uninvested in the world around her, until meeting MC and finding a way forward gives her what she needs to flourish again. We see a lot of that emotional progression in her reconnecting with her family.

Muriel is an almost textbook case of complex trauma and the myriad of coping mechanisms that arise from trying to escape it. I've written whole essays on the effects of his deal on that process before, but his journey with MC starts with him just wanting them to forget about him, and ends with him asking MC to help him collect the memories of himself and his people.

Portia isn't quite as much numb as she is stuck. From the moment her parents' ship wrecked, she's lived her life in the orbit of other people. First her older brother, then the children and grandmas of Nevivon, then her older brother again, now the Countess - it isn't until she begins to receive that same attention from MC that she starts to really own herself and discover the true depth of her capacity. While we never see her choosing to be numb, we do see her hesitating to come fully into her own. With MC's empowerment, that's exactly what she ends up being able to do.

And finally, Lucio - he's literally numb. He's spent the last three years trapped between realms in a ghostly form that won't let him feel anything at all beyond hunger. While MC is instrumental in returning him the capacity to feel, it's Lucio's own choice to take advantage of that as a fresh start.

[paperstarwriters]

ive come kneeling at your doorstep to beg for that essay on murio and luciels parallels you mentioned 👀💦👉👈

i love loathing lucio so much so it would deal my lil hater ass so much psychic damage and i cannot wait to get rekt

(onlyifyouwanttothoofcoursetakeyourtime)(just making sure youre aware id print that shit n frame it above my bed were it to come to existence)

Hello @tetsuooooooooooo! I know you said I can take my time, ok I'm still really really sorry this took awhile, I've been kinda burnt out from classes lately, and writing a bunch of essays for that lol, but I've managed to make a somewhat coherent argument for my case here lol.

Now, to preface this:

I only really like Lucio as a character to thematically dissect and kick around occasionally for giggles. I am a far, far cry from a Lucio stan, I just find him interesting—like a bug. Honestly I don't think I'm gonna convince you he's in any way a good guy I just might make you loathe him more 😅

I haven't played Lucio's route. I'm too busy and I get too annoyed with some of his antics + the options of reactions that MC is allowed to make. I've only played the side stories and a lot of my understanding of his character is built from Muriel's route (and I know he's much more different in his own route than he is in the others') as well as hearsay from other people talking about Lucio

I know I said that I'd include Aurora's songs in my original statement but that got wayyyyyyy too messy so I'm just opting to exclude them lol. (not to mention youtube is doing a very irritatingly strange thing of deleting and then reuploading Aurora's songs??? so I don't wanna deal with the messy files :/)

With that out of the way here is my essay :)

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Muriel and Lucio are both very, very caught up in how they are seen by others. While it's clearer when it comes to Lucio, it is also made clear in Muriel by the fact that Social anxiety is often caused by stress over how a person is perceived and their mental belief that they are helpless to change that perception. This causes of their self perception are also quite similar, due to their similar histories, but in the same way that there are some notable opposites between them with their struggle for their identity there is also some notable differences in their histories that arguably causes the slight difference in their struggle for their self image.

To begin with their history, Muriel and Lucio are noted to both come from the South. They come from two opposing tribes, and are both eventually chased out of their home and community by 1) a cruel person who arguably causes their struggle of identity and 2) the plague. Of course, the major difference here is that Lucio actively made decisions that would lead to him being chased out of his tribe, he was arguably aware that if it failed he'd have to leave, he just hadn't considered that it would actually fail.

Muriel on the other hand is chased out of his home at a much younger age, and he has no choice in his eviction from his home or his family. There is no action that Muriel could have done that would have allowed him to stay where he was, unlike Lucio who had a clear option that would have allowed him to stay.

Or at least would have allowed him to stay until he grew tired of his mother's attitude towards him.

I don't believe that Morga's cruel and dismissive attitude towards Lucio started when he tried to kill her, rather, I believe that she has been doing that for a long, long time. She often states that she had been "too soft" on Lucio, but I think her "softness" is the same kind we see in Muriel's route. She berates him, she threatens him, she tells him how awful and unskilled he is to everyone else and makes a show of his failures, but when she is completely and fully enraged and is about to hit Lucio, she hesitates.

Is that softness? To her perhaps. To the tribe, perhaps. But not to me, and not to Lucio.

So, despite all of the harsh words thrown his way, he decides to take action to prove her wrong. I'm willing to bet that a lot of Morga's criticisms were about how strong he was and how he was in fact not actually as strong as he could have been, not as strong as he should have been. That's why when he takes action to prove Morga wrong, he immediately snaps to killing her. There is, after all, no better way than showing your power than killing your opponent (we see this belief in Morga when she spars against Muriel and he beats her.) Of course, in hand-to-hand combat, and on fair terms, Lucio can't actually defeat his mother, so he takes to more under-handed methods in order to beat her.

When this fails, it is the first major wound on his self-image. He cannot defeat his mother. He is not strong enough to defeat his mother despite cheating.

So, he runs away.

Besides marking a wound on his self-image, this also marks Lucio's connection to others. Having been exiled from his tribe, he is disconnected from the friends who may have actually supported him somewhat, he is robbed of his connections and separated from anyone who may have actually loved and cared for him (platonically and/or romantically)

Similarly, Muriel's separation from his own family, and his eventual abandonment into the streets of Vesuvia separates him from any stable sense of love and affection as well. Because he was separated from loving parents as a child and was likely surrounded by a number of children who were abandoned because they were unwanted, or because their parents were unable to care for them, Muriel has no other answer than what the other kids give him it is the only answer he has. Further more I believe that Muriel was probably abandoned by that merchant because they were unable to keep feeding him, which he also attaches onto his real parents as to why he was abandoned in the first place.

And so Muriel believes himself to be unloved and unlovable after being separated from family, or any semblance of a family.

Returning to Lucio, he moves on from his tribe and eventually joins a military group(? I think? Idk. I'm sure there was a specific name for it but I can't remember sorry) Once again, this is an act of trying to prove to his mother and to his community that they were wrong, and when compared to the ordinary person outside of their tribe, he's actually a really good and capable fighter. Of course, however, this is inevitably cut short as he looses his arm, and is once again confronted with the fact that he is unskilled as a warrior and so he retreats from his perceived deficiency and takes a different route to getting the love and admiration he wants—politics.

Of course, as we see in Muriel and Asra's childhood tale, this inevitably puts him into direct conflict as, in order to climb the social ladder he offers to "clean up" the streets. While it's largely left up to interpretation as to whether or not the Threat of Asra's safety came first or Muriel's position as a gladiator came first, I can't help but believe that Muriel's position as a gladiator came first, as otherwise, he might've gone out and tried to check on Asra's safety. (though this is mostly a headcannon) I believe that Lucio offered Muriel a chance to have some say in who gets "cleaned up" from the streets, and for Muriel to be able to get rid of the "actually bad criminals". Regardless of whether or not this is true, the arena gives Muriel his first taste of admiration, as people cheer for and adore him, but it also tears that sense of admiration away as he eventually has to come to terms with what he is doing. Whether that sense of dread and awareness was always there or it occurred somewhere in the middle is also unknown but the outcome is the same regardless. Being known and being admired becomes tied to hurting and harming people—because it is the only trait he sees that other people admire, he sees it as his only lovable trait.

And so Lucio and Muriel begin to reflect each other—and I don't mean reflect as in they show the same image, I mean reflect as in we see a similar image, but the image is reversed (*wink wink nudge nudge*). Here Muriel sees himself as only capable of being loved for his ability to commit violence, and Lucio sees himself as being incapable of being loved because he cannot complete the amount of violence he needs to commit.

Now, I feel the need to emphasize here, despite having many people around him who Lucio may truly believe love and admire him, the people around him very likely don't actually care for him very much because they either do not know him well, or they see him as little more than a pawn in a plan, or at least someone who gives them benefits. And even if there are a number of people with genuine admiration for Lucio, it still wouldn't be enough. Admiration is never enough when you lack genuine emotional connections with others, and Lucio, clearly does.

Again, this parallels Muriel who also struggles with a lack of genuine emotional connections to others. Although he has Asra with him, it's clear that, Asra's tendency to be fickle with connections has extended to him as well, especially when Asra spends more time with MC than him, leaving Muriel feeling abandoned and alone. Considering that Asra is the only person we ever really see Muriel connect or talk to, it's no stretch to say that Asra is one of Muriel's only friends, if not their only friend period, and so with Asra disappearing on him as often as they do, Muriel is left feeling that he actually has no connections at all.

Of course once again reflecting each other, where Muriel clearly sees he lacks connections and pretends he does not, Lucio, makes unsteady transactional rather than emotional relationships and pretends that that is enough.

It is of course, not enough, because if it were, he wouldn't have treated Muriel like that, he likely wouldn't have plucked Muriel out at all. Although this is largely speculation, I believe that Lucio treated Muriel the way he did because he feels as if Muriel is the very child Morga would have wanted. He is big and strong, and although not technically skilled if Muriel were raised by Morga like Lucio was, he might've been. This is why his first reaction to seeing Muriel and Morga working together is that Muriel is Morga's replacement son. It's because that's how Lucio had been treating him. Muriel is Lucio's little avatar to live out the glory of being a fantastically skilled fighter who can beat up all of his opponents. This is also, why I believe that Lucio purposefully trained Muriel to be less skilled in fighting than he was. In Muriel's route, Lucio comments that he's always been able to beat Muriel, and while I do in fact believe that Lucio is actually a skilled fighter, despite how he is often presented and despite my arguments above—he's most often a skilled fighter in the technical sense. He knows all the movements, he knows all the strategies, he knows all the underhanded tricks. By not fighting Muriel too often, and refusing to teach him these tricks however much it may be able to help Muriel out in the arena, it allows Lucio to be able to defeat him whenever he wants to. It allows Lucio to make it seem to himself that he is better than the person his mother would have wanted as a son, which I believe to be both horrible but also sad, for both Lucio and Muriel.

With Lucio, it shows how desperate and inferior he feels with his fighting skills, constantly trying to compensate for it something we can also see that in the portrait of himself he has in his room.

For Muriel, it keeps him scared, and keeps him pinned in place despite having realized the consequences of his fighting. Something which only furthers his self-hatred when he realizes he actually could have easily left.

So yes, Muriel and Lucio are both very self conscious people, and while for Muriel his self consciousness stems from people seeing him as a monster, and him believing that he is one although he does not want to be one, Lucio is self-conscious in the fact that he is not seen as the brutal fighting warrior he was supposed to be.

These reflected aspects of each other, alongside of their self consciousness is the very thing they struggle through in their routes, the very thing that MC helps them to get through.

Lucio believes that through various paintings of himself that rearranges his past (paintings of himself as a triumphant fighter, while his mother is demure and elegant), various unfair/practically staged fights, and celebrations of himself on top of it all, he would be able to convince people that he is awesome and amazing and that he deserves to be loved. In doing all of this however, Lucio runs away from confronting the beliefs at his core and wondering if perhaps, what he understood as traits that make a person great may be incorrect—that his mother had not just been incorrect on the fact that he was a failure, but on the fact of what makes a person successful or powerful. By constantly covering up what he sees as deficits, Lucio skims over his own internal struggles entirely which makes him look foolish and annoying as he ignores what's so clearly there for others.

Meanwhile, for Muriel, he is aware of his deficits, and is unable to properly hide them without disappearing completely himself, he tries to figure out and fix all of his problems through introspection and isolation, but it is not something he can do on his own. Muriel of course, can't accept the fact that he may need help. He can't accept the fact that despite what he believes of himself, other people may actually care for him the same way he cares for them, and will actually offer help. And so, as he runs away from people and community, from friends, and possible friends alike, Muriel runs away from his own problems as well, even if he tortures himself with confronting them (I can't remember if he actually does this or if this is a fanfic trope 😅) Essentially, by constantly trying to deal with his struggles on his own, he neglects his connections to others who may help him, or at least offer support.

And then MC comes along, and because they both desperately needed that deep connection to someone else, regardless of whether it is something platonic or romantic. MC is able to leverage their relationship in order to further propel Muriel and Lucio's development into acknowledging the thing they refuse to acknowledge, and finally balance out their coping mechanisms, which, on their own isn't actually unhealthy (Lucio's really good at connecting with others; Muriel knows how to confront his inner turmoil) using that single method as their crutch for their traumas only ever hurts them more.

As Muriel progresses through his route, he grows more connected with his community and people. One meaningful moment that I don't think they give enough screen time in the game is the moment that Muriel is forced to confront people recognizing and seeing him again. He's forced to confront everyone's perception of him, their memory of him and he retreats into the mirror maze where he stares at all these reflections of himself, all reversed images of himself, but he believes them all to accurately represent himself—as if his superficial physical image is what represents himself mentally and emotionally. And then MC (and Morga 🙄) come through to him and pull him out of that panic attack (or interrupt and yank him away from properly addressing the problem in Morga's case 😤) And that's the first step to being loved. As they say, in order to let yourself be loved you have to let yourself be known, and in that first step, choosing to step forward and prioritize the lives of others over his own self image, Muriel begins to be admired by others. Genuinely admired, for traits that he likes in himself rather than traits that he hates.

Similarly for Lucio, (although I haven't played his route so this is largely based on hearsay) he's faced with problems that he Has to face on his own (or at least somewhat on his own) the main one being that he has to confront the consequences of his own actions, he has to acknowledge to himself that he isn't perfect and that he can't be perfect. It's why at the end of his route on the upright ending, he leaves Vesuvia, to take on a life of (semi)solitude to further take some time to improve his ability at introspection, while in the Reversed ending he's still talking with people, still trying to manipulate their perceptions of him (and the MC), and still trying to be a "good boy" (ie. perfect) for the MC.

Now, it may be argued that Julian can/should be included in this struggle of how others perceive him but I raise you this; that guy is the most dramatic ass dude in town and his biggest dramatic act was telling everyone about how horrible he is. He clearly has no issues with how other people see him, but he has problems with how he sees himself, which again, reflects Muriel a bit, but I'm sure most people are familiar with their (more blatant) similarities by now lol

So yea.

Muriel and Lucio are reflections of each other. At their core, they both struggle with the same problem of caring way too much about how they're seen by others, but they cope with (and thus worsen) the problem in opposite ways, so when they take steps to heal themself, they also go in opposite directions, with Lucio needing to take some time to himself to get into his own head, while Muriel needs some time away from himself to get out of his own head.

Essentially they're heading in opposite directions to reach the same conclusion: other people's opinions don't matter as much as your own opinion of yourself and the opinions of the people close to you.

Interesting parallels, no?

Of course, I believe this could've been better illustrated if Nyx Hydra didn't rush the last three routes, but alas, this is what fan fiction and fan-analysis is for lol

Anyways I don't tend to poke around the Lucio side of the fandom too much to begin with so if this has all been said and argued before forgive me for the repetition, and If I've gotten some points wrong, please feel free to correct me! I've mentioned before I haven't really played through Lucio's route so some things may be wrong.

[theintrovertbean]

Do you have an OC? Would love to hear about them if you do so take this as a moment to completely brag about them 🤭

Yup, I have an OC! Although, they're pretty much just me, only a better version. I haven't talked much about them anywhere due to being afraid of people judging me since this includes a topic that a few people might not like.

I normally don't like OCs. I have almost zero interest in them, but I guess this bitch counts kinda as an OC, so here we are. Still, I have no idea what I'm doing here, and forgive me if this isn't what you want me to talk about. I've made an OC before for Nadia, but she's on my old blog, and I never wrote anything with her related to The Arcana, so yeah. But this one is a different case.

Anyway, some of you may or may not know that I intend to reality shift to The Arcana (and I'm very close, I've actually seen parts of the shop and had a few lucid dreams about Nadia. Once, she complained to Namar about me staying up late.) So I just created a little alternative universe for myself where I will live as my OC.

Their name is Eszter, and so is mine. Yup, that's my real name. Beautiful and fancy, I know. For privacy reasons, I will not share my surname because I'd die of shame if someone who has met me IRL found out about this blog.

Just like me, Eszter is non-binary and uses they/them pronouns. Their age depends on the story, and it usually varies from late teens to thirties.

Esz has four siblings (I have one myself, a younger brother, and he is for sale, but no one wants him): two brothers and two sisters who are all younger, so Nadia can finally become the older sibling that she never had. Eszter often takes care of their siblings and looks after them whenever their parents are absent, which means most of the time.

Their hobbies include making perfume and jewelry, singing, and cooking.

Eszter bought the magic shop from their aunt, who is still very much alive, but she was fed up with Lucio, so she moved back to their home country. The aunt adopted Asra and Muriel, so they've been close friends with Esz since childhood. However, the Coliseum stuff happened to Muriel, so he no longer lives in the magic shop. Eszter doesn't remember him, but Asra still lives with them, and they have the coolest slumber parties.

Since this entire blog is dedicated to our goddess Nadia, I'm going to tell you how she and Eszter met. Well, in three different realities, so this means three stories.

This is exactly the way everything is in The Arcana. No big changes, it's all the same way as Nadia's route. Eszter died because of the plague, Asra brought them back, Lucio "died," Nadia took a big nap, woke up, went to the magic shop, and you hopefully know the rest.

My favorite one so far and the reality where I want to shift first. This one has most of the major elements of The Arcana. It's a lighter version without any death and battling the Devil. Eszter had some brains and left Vesuvia before they could have fallen ill to the plague, so Asra never had to bring them back, and they just returned to Vesuvia after the plague was over. Nadia still took a big nap, and Lucio made his deals, so Vesuvia is in some deep shit. Esz has a horrible opinion of Nadia due to a few past events. She and Eszter were supposed to meet, but Nadia left for Vesuvia and married Lucio. Eszter met Lucio later and came to the conclusion that he's a piece of shit, so Nadia must be, too, since people usually marry like-minded individuals. Still, Esz knew that Nadia was a Satrinava, and every Satrinava that Eszter had ever met was a nice person, so they couldn't believe that Nadia was an exception. They snuck a letter under her bedroom door, telling Nadia to come and meet them at the docs and they'll take her back home to Prakra, but she never showed up. She wanted to, but her pride kept her in Vesuvia. And now to when the game is supposed to begin. When Nadia arrives at their shop, Eszter doesn't want to help her with the investigation at first. Eszter agrees but emphasizes that they will do it for the people of Vesuvia and not for Nadia. In the next few days, they spend some time together, and Esz realizes that Nadia is actually a wonderful person, which leads to an apology and a romance story.

This one might be the sweetest and the simplest. The young and dashing Eszter arrives in Prakra, where they meet the youngest of the Prakran princesses. These two sweethearts fall in love, and that's pretty much the purpose of the whole thing. It's kind of a first-love situation. They're both young, but they're not minors. They're never minors.

In stories number 2 and 3, Esz is royalty for one completely valid reason: I want to make Nadia a queen. And if anyone has a problem with that, I'll fight them myself. I'm short and full of anger, so be careful. In story 2, Nadia believes that Esz is just a humble magician, so that's a big secret that they keep from her. It does not lead to good things.

Just like me, Eszter is non-binary and uses they/them pronouns. Their age depends on the story, and it usually varies from late teens to thirties.

Their hobbies include making perfume and jewelry, singing, and cooking.

Anyway, if you want to know more about Esz, I'm more than happy to brag a little more about them. And if you'd like me to write maybe a story or two, whether it includes more about their background or their love story with Nadia, I'd gladly do so.

[lonely-shine]

34 for alnair, 31 for atlas, and 19 for shell!

34. How did they react when they learned they'd died of the plague?

Funny fact! Alnair becomes aware of her own death moments before they tell her, it's a very visceral knowledge and she almost remembers her death (she always comments on how ironic it is that the only thing she remembers about her past life is her death).

I actually have this scene written, so don't mind me if I pull it from my massive WIP (Alnair's journey is a route mashup and I'm writing it all):

“We— we knew each other, four years ago.”

“We… did?” I gape at [Julian], shocked, but not in pain.

Julian nods. “You were an apprentice at my clinic, during the plague. Learning medicine to help the victims. I…” he trails off, sighs. “When Lucio fell sick, I went to work at the Palace. You went at the Lazaret.”

The Lazaret. I remember when I visited it with Nadia. The looming ruins, the ashen sand, the way it called out to me… Like it held answers for me, secrets. Is that why I felt like I’d been there before? Because I had? But what was with that strange sense of belonging?

“It wasn’t— I didn’t…” Julian runs a hand through his hair. “Listen, uh, just stay calm and listen to me, okay?”

I hear it in my mind, that same calling I heard then, like answers waiting to be unveiled. Come here… Come inside… I’m not physically there now, but I follow. A red haze fills my vision. I hear distant voices, cries, and feel an intense burning on my skin that I can’t tell if it’s from the fever or the flames.

“I found out that… that…” Julian’s voice sounds distant even when my gaze focuses back on him.

“That I died there,” I say, and know it’s true, feeling it deep inside my bones, knowing it like I’ve never known anything else.

[...]

“Then that means… are you… are you okay?” Julian says, reaching out to rest a hand on my shoulder, to give me support or in fear I lose my balance, I’m not sure.

“I think I am.” There’s no headache, no sickness, and though I can feel my mind racing, I’d be worried if it wasn’t. I chuckle nervously. “It actually explains so many things, in a twisted way.” I remember how the people from my district used to look weird at me three years ago, like they’d seen a ghost… Hah, who would have thought.

31. Have they always lived in Vesuvia? How well-travelled are they?

Nope, Atlas isn't from Vesuvia! His home is in a village near the Void Lake (south of the Sea of Persephia). He's well travelled, and has been through all the central part of the map, but is still missing the north (Prakra, the Mountains, etc) and south (Shining Steppe, Scourgelands, Southern Spines, etc). See map below for a very rough aproximation of what I mean

19. Are they good at handling animals? Are they good with children?

Shell is neutral with animals (doesn't have a particualry good or bad hand/relationship with them), and could more accurately be described as the crazy auntie with kids in most routes xD That said, she does become a mother in some routes and will do great at it (and probably be the most level-headed parent too when she's with Asra, Julian, or Lucio)

[lacylovesdragons]

Got her from the free daily ticket event. 

Glass cannon.

Me likey.

[psychcticminds]

Journey Home to You

Julian Devorak x (Gender-Neutral) Reader

Summary: Takes place after the events of the love letter from Julian sold by Nix Hydra. Basically, the apprentice has been away from Vesuvia for a bit and they and Julian have been constantly sending letters back and forth while they're separated. Finally, the apprentice is coming back home.

Warnings: None!

Author's Note: I do hope you enjoy reading this! Truthfully, this is shorter than what I typically write, though I did write this probably close to a year or two ago now. I usually tend to write a lot, so do expect longer things in the future.

Feel free to request prompts for me to write! I am most comfortable writing Julian and Lucio since those are the two routes I have completed, but I would be happy to try to write for anyone! Just no NSFW requests please :)

Also available on AO3!

"I'll be at the docks, watching for the sails of the ship carrying you back home. Back to me."

Y/N read those words over and over, a smile on their face. They read through each one of the letters they received, and there were quite a few. One or two were from Asra or Portia, even one from Mazelinka, while the vast majority were from the same person. The one person that was always in Y/N's thoughts already. Julian Devorak. Even just thinking of him was enough to bring a smile to Y/N's face. And now here they were, finally on that ship, sailing back to Vesuvia. Just before they had set sail, they had been able to write a letter, letting Julian know they were finally on their way home.

"We're almost to port!"

Y/N looked up from the letters in their hands when they heard that shout from above deck. Quickly folding up the letters and putting them away in their satchel, they went up the stairs so that they were now on deck. They went to the bow edge of the ship, leaning their hands on the railing so that they could lean forward some, their eyes lighting up when they saw the familiar docks. Not only the docks, but who they saw on them.

Asra was there, with Portia and Mazelinka by his side, Portia waving like mad when she seemed to spot Y/N on the ship. And there, on the very edge, leaning so far forward he could easily fall into the water, was Julian. One hand was on his chest while the other held on to the post at the end of the docks, and the expression on his face was one of such strong adoration when he saw the one he'd been waiting to see for so long.

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes as they broke into the biggest grin they could muster, one hand coming up to wipe away some tears. They were finally home.

It felt like too long had passed before they were finally stepping off the ship, but as soon as Y/N was standing on the docks, Portia ran forward to give them a hug. Then Mazelinka stepped forward, her hand resting on Y/N's shoulder. "It's good to see you again, Y/N," she said sweetly, Y/N happily hugging her. "It's good to see you too." Then it was Asra's turn. He hugged Y/N tightly, Faust slithering out from their sleeve to wrap herself around Y/N's arm, showing she missed them as well. Once Asra stepped away, Faust wrapping herself around his shoulders, Y/N finally turned to face Julian.

Neither of them moved for a moment, they were just smiling as they looked at each other, taking in each other's presence after so long apart. Then, Julian came forward, wrapping his arms around Y/N, picking them up, and spinning them in a circle. He kissed all over their face repeatedly, Y/N laughing happily as their arms came around Julian's shoulders. They then buried their face in the crook of Julian's neck, just breathing him in and reveling in him. Julian did the same, slowly setting Y/N down as his face buried in the crook of their neck. After what felt like years, Julian sighed happily before gently whispering, "I've missed you so much, darling." Y/N pulled their head back just enough so that they could kiss Julian's cheek, "I've missed you too."

[such-a-bitchh]

GN MC suprising M6 with funny hairstyle on their bad day

This is a request from velvetxx1! Thank you for making this request, I hope you'll enjoy!

Warning: Muriel's headcanon contains spoilers for his route! Mostly are used hairstyles for long hair! Still, pronouns used are they/them, so you can always switch them to she/her or any other you like. In Julian part there's miss/mister/mix so you can choose one, or choose none, what suits you! <3

For the last few days Asra had been coming home more tired than ever. Your shop was becoming more and more popular, so people made requests for them to- "help you need to heal my nephew!" Or "come help me with bad magic surrounding my house!" Today he was doing the second one. So because you knew he's going to come home all tired and propably sad. You've made the decision! You are going to lighten up his day, doing something funny. But what? This idea came to you like a truck. You're going to make a pretty hairstale for you, and than matching one for him! You knew they love domestic thing like that. The plan was almost perfect! Yeah almost. You forgot you're mot a hairstylist, so it came out rather... extraordinary. But well, you didn't have much time because then-

"Mc I'm hoooo-what is that?" I mean your plan DID work, they were laughing. Obviously.

"I uhh" it was hard for you to say anything 'cause you yourself was trying to hold back a giggle "You were having tough work recently, so i decided tomake you feel better. Did it work?"

"Yeah, pretty much. You're an angel you know that?" He came closed pulling you in a hug. Faust slipped out of his sleeve and squeezed you, like she always does. Maybe this plan wasn't perfect, but it doesen't matter, as long Asra's happy, you are too. (Even if it means trying to put your hair back to normal for the next hour)

Being a countness is not easy. Well, it never was. But ever since Lucio stopped being a count all the work fel right on Nadia. You felt that too. Her headaches were getting worse, but at the same time she didn't have time to properly heal it. When you were waiting for her in your shared room, idea came to you. What if you would try to make her laugh this one time? You're going to connect two things she loves most- your hair, and you. Your plan was to make some cute hairstyle and watch her laugh. You spend on making a tower with your hair like an hour, but then she didn't come when she was supposed to. Your tower halfly fell, which was devastating to you. When another half an hour passed you deiced to look for her in the palace. You came out of your room (still with the tower on your head) and run through corridors until you heard her voice. You ran throught the corner and there she i- oops. It wasn't only Nadia. Two old, rich looking men were there with her. When you ran into them Nadia stopped talking. And then she bursted out laughing.

"Love, what is... that?" She asked trying to calm herself down.

"Well I- I" that was so embarrassing. Two from you, to Countness, trying not to giggle as well. "You were so tired lately, I wanted to make you smile, but then you didn't came when you were supposed to! And my love tower fell..." an that Nadia stopped laughing and looked at you. You would swear that you've seen the hearts appearing in her eyes.

"Darling, that's adorable. What did I do to deserve such a sweet partner?" She pet your 'love tower' stil giggling a little bit.

"I suppose that's kinda our fault" one of the tall men said "We were keeping the Countness up for some days, we didn't realise we were hurting her that way."

"Please excuse us for this. We'll leave now, Countness deserves a nice calm evening. Good night to both of you." The other one said bowing to Nadia, ane lowering their head at you, then they turned to Portia asking her to show them the exit. After they both left, Nadia turned to me.

"That was smooth you know? Thank you for caring for me so much, it means a lot" she kissed your temple. "What do you thing about a bath, i'm sure your 'love tower' would gladly use one." she smiled.

Rest of the night you spend on trying to wash your hair and get it out of the tower. But it was worth it.

When Julian started working as a doctor again, and opened his own clinic, he slept even less than he did before that, and there you were thinking it was impossible. So because he slept so not much, he was tired. And because he was tired you were sad. When you were sitting alone in yoru shared home again an idea came to your head. You'll suprise Julian with a home spa! You're going to make mud masks for both of you, lay in bath and style each others hair all evening! The only problem is that well... you didn't have much time for all of those cause Julian came home earlier than you expected. He yeled that he's home when you were geting bath for both of you ready. You panicked. It was supposed to be a suprise, you needed to stall. You ran out of the bathroom grabbing a brush on your way out.

"Oh hi darling, I came earlier today i had a little bit looser schedule how are you?"he came to you hugging you softly.

"Well I- I have a one very good plan!" You yelled getting the brush and showing it to Julian.

"Oh, what is it?" He raised one eyebrow

"We're going to be hairstylist for today! What do you think?" He looked suprised, but rather well suprised.

"I don't see why not-"

"Excelent then! You first!" You sat on yoir bed patting the spot behind you for him to sit there.

"So what would you like to have today as a hairstyle miss/mister/mix?" He asked already in his role.

"I'm going to leave it to you, suprise me!"you laughed. Later you'll find that that this was a MISTAKE. Julian was indeed feeling creative today because before he gave you a mirror he said that he 'needed Malak for proper exhibistion'. And there you were, with a nest on your head, and a raven sitting right in it.

"Julian."

"Yes darling?"

"What is that."

"A nest this is my love"

"Julian what-" Your conversation went somewhat like this, then you ended up runing after him for the next fifteen minutes but then you realised something. "Julian oh no! I let the facuet running!"

After heart of the forest was gone, it became more dangerous so Muriel had to take care of it and protect it. It was indeed a hard work, and seeing your love so tired everyday made you tired too. One day he left withoit Innana saying that "it was too dangerous today to take her with him" so he left both of you in the hut. You layed on the floor with Innanna biting your hair and playing with it. She was the one who gave you an idea about what you'te going to do to lighten up Muriel day a little. You took out your hairpins and scrunchies and you got to work right away. Your idea was to make matching hairstyles for you and Innanna. It was a little bit hard because both of your 'hair' were pretty short. So you sticked some pins here and there, some bows, and... it's perfect! Muriel's going to melt when he comes home! You both didn't have to wait long. When he stepped in to the hut you ran to him and hugged him with Inanna brushing both of your legs. When you pulled away Muriel had time to take a better look at both of you.

"What is that" he stuttered. Inanna happily barked.

"Don't you think it's adorable? We're matching!" You picked your wolf partner in crime and kissed her nose.

"Did you- did you agree?" he asked his familiar. She howled, and that was propably a 'yes' because he looked quite relaxed.

"And lucky for you i have some spared bows." You smiled mischeviously. Muriel then realised that it's too late to run.

It's quite obvoius that if the Countness has more work, Portia does too. So when he came home today, very tired again you decided that you need to do something! While walking around the cottage, with Portia laying in the living room on a couch, not registering what is happening around her, you picked up an idea. You saw so many pins and cat hair laying around the house that an idea striked you. You're gong to make hair art on Portia's head. A beautifull sculpture of... Pepi! When you came up to her again, this time with a cat in your arms she was asleep. You know that Portia's not a light sleeper so you knew, that it's not going to be hard for you. You got to work right away and after some time, it was done. You still don't know how she didn't wake up, you understand that she's a heavy sleeper, but this heavy? Then you started doubting. And... oh no. What if she's dead? What if she passed out because of all the stress and lack of sleep? You needed to wake her up to see whether you're delusional, or you just made a cat hairstyle on a dead body of your girlfriend. You took pepi's cat butt and started tickling Portia's nose with her tail. It worked, she started waking up. What a relieve. You didn't kill her after all.

"Hi Pepi" she munbled hugging her cat closer. "Hi Mc" she said to you and picked herself up from the couch. Then you realised something. Portia was sleeping on her stomach and you were doing her hairstyle on... "Mc? What is a Pepi sculpture doing on the back of my head?" It's time to run.

Lucio birthday was getting closer, and with that, the masquerade. So for around a month everyone in the palace was running around, getting everything ready for the big event. You noticed that even streets were busier than usual lately, and with tha all of your friends. Asra was helping Nadia with planning, Julian was making himself an outfit for the big occasion bacuse he made a bet with Portia, Muriel, to your suprise, was carving himself a masquerade mask, Nadia- obviously was the head of the whole organization, and Portia was helf right hand so they both and way too much work. And Lucio- well he wasn't as busy and Nadia, but it was still HIS day, so he wanted everything to be perfect as well. That way it suprised you that he syopped talking so much, and didn't do his eyeliner so often. For others it's just small things, but for you? You knew right away something was wrong, and you didn't like it. At all. You needed to find a way to relax him, and because he is well... horny most of the time, you decided that you'll going to make yourself a ~sexy hairstyle~. Making a hairstyle look easy, doesen't it? Well... IT IS NOT. You spend an hour trying to recreate a hairstyle of some man you've seen on the streets of Vesuvia, but it came out rather... awful. Not only did it look like shit, but also put you through so much pain, that you're sitting in the corner of Lucio's room, angry cursing everything and everyone. Then, Lucio came in. Seeing you curled in a corner, angry look on your face and in some weirdass hairstyle, he broke down in laughter.

"Why are you laughing? Can't you see I'm angry Lucio?" You yelled at him getting up and crossing your arms. He came up to you and calming down he kissed your colarbones and pulled you into his embrace.

"I'm sorry love, I'm not going to anymore" and then, Mercedes and Malchior came, to them you looked weird, and foreign, so they started barking... and Lucio started laughing again. Maybe that wasn't exactly the plan, but he looks relaxed at least. So for you? It's fine.

[xaharadesert]

MC with Love Language of Touch - Headcanon

Arcana Characters (Main 6) x MC

A/N: Back to your regularly scheduled headcanons :) this one is a pretty old request from @divinedaughterofposeidon! I’ll be going through the older requests before moving onto the new ones, but with finals coming up I’ll probably spend more time writing and procrastinating instead of studying! Please let me know if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes! Requests are open :)

❤️Julian❤️

This man is absolutely a complete cuddle bug

You want a hug? He’s dropping everything (sometimes literally) to give you one immediately

You never need to worry about feeling too clingy with Julian— the man isn’t exactly distant himself

Honestly, you may even have to pry him off yourself to get him to do other things

It started as a joke, but now whenever the two of you go walking somewhere he holds his arm out so you can link yours with his like he’s escorting you around a fancy ball

This can cause a problem every once in a while, when one of you sees something interesting and nearly yanks the other off their feet to pull them to it

Sometimes when the two of you are relaxing at home, Julian will lay down with his head on your lap, holding one of your hands in his own, just gently running his thumb over your knuckles

He’s elated to have someone who doesn’t mind some of his more clingy tendencies, and he adores that you’re so willing to hold him as close as he wants to hold you

🧡Portia🧡

Physical affection is one of her favourite ways of showing you just how much she adores you!

She feels like sometimes she’s so busy that she doesn’t have enough time to properly articulate how much you mean to her, so quick hugs and squeezing your hand as she walks by are nice substitutes

Speaking of squeezing your hand, it becomes almost a little made up language for the two of you

Not like Morse code; it’s much simpler than that

One squeeze for “I love you”, two for “see you soon”, three for “I’ll miss you”, etc

When she holds your hand on walks it’s almost like having your own mini conversation

Obviously she’d prefer being closer to you, maybe cuddling or hugging or taking a nap together, but when you’re both so busy it’s nice to know that a couple hand squeezes will make up for a lack of time

💛Lucio💛

Listen, you’d be hard pressed to find a clingier man than him

Like, seriously, just try to pry him off once he’s latched onto you

He doesn’t care if it’s unprofessional, if he has to be in some sort of boring meeting, one of you is sitting in the other’s lap (or less, just cuddling— he will have a couch brought into the room solely so that he can cuddle you)

He likes to have you on his right side so that he can feel you properly— his golden arm is amazing, but he likes to run his hand up and down whatever bare skin of yours he can reach, and it’s not quite the same with a metal hand

Sometimes if he’s feeling extra clingy while you’re having a conversation with someone else, he’ll stand beside or behind you and lean in really close until your faces are practically smooshed together

It works great for weirding other people enough for them to leave you alone as well as making you laugh, which is one of his favourite sounds

💚Muriel💚

Out of the main love interest’s, Muriel is perhaps the most unused to touch

I mean, he’s obviously not touch-starved, seeing as that would be nearly impossible while having Asra as a friend, but with how large he is, he can sometimes be a bit nervous when showing physical affection

He tries his best to be gentle, never hugging you too hard, and constantly asking if he’s being too rough

He’s even a little nervous to sleep in the same bed with you, worried that he may role over and squish you or accidentally smother you

But he does enjoy it when you use him as a pillow when cuddling or sleeping together

He’s still a little anxious, but having you draped on top of him relaxes him

Not only is it pleasant to have full-body contact with you, he finds the pressure of having you lying over with your full weight to be grounding

💙Asra💙

Everyone knows for a fact that Asra likes to be in physical contact with you, whether they even wanted to know that or not

He is consistently touching you in some way, whether it’s an arm around your waist while talking with a vendor, or locking your pinkies together in a crowded space so you don’t get separated

If you just happen to be laying around somewhere at home, reading a book, taking a nap, or just daydreaming, he will drape himself over you like a cat

He likes to be as close to you as possible, and sometimes acts like a bit of an octopus by wrapping himself around you and refusing to let go

After so long of not being able to hold you the way he wanted to, he cherishes every moment he can spend pressed up against you

Even if the two of you are having a disagreement, you’ll probably just have to sleep with your backs pressed against each other because he would miss you too much otherwise

You’ll never even have the opportunity to miss his touch because he will constantly smother you with affection every single chance he gets

💜Nadia💜

At first you may think that she’s not really one for touch, but you’d be wrong

As someone who is constantly standing tall and somewhat intimidating above all else, she finds it relaxing to just scoop you into her arms at the end of the day and smother you with love

She has a bit of a hard time expressing herself through touch at first, seeing as most of her previous relationships were devoid of such comforts, but once she finds her footing, there’s no stopping her

One of her favourite things to do is run her fingers through your hair, and style it, if you’ll allow her

She adores having her haired played with as well, as she finds it soothing

If she has a busy day, and not much time to spend with you, she’ll never fail to gently caress your cheek before she heads off to face the day

[yandere-sins]

How would yandere!Julian react to MC getting close to redeemed!Lucio?

Thanks for requesting! ♥

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♡ With someone as clingy and needy as Julian, it’s not surprising that any affection shown towards someone other than him is a big no-no. Julian is even warier than ever, since his darling has slowly been getting closer with Lucio - Lucio, of all people! - and the jealousy that yearns for his darling more than anything is seething deep inside of him when he notices they are becoming way too fond of the Count.

♡ Julian thinks it’s unfair that they haven’t been giving him the same chance as they are giving Lucio, especially since he’s been around so much longer. Has devoted himself to them before they even knew the Count and was the one to cling to them before Lucio even had put one of his filthy hands on them. Julian completely ignores the fact his darling feels much freer with Lucio, who isn’t as clingy and restricting as Julian is. The things that drew them to Julian before - how much fun he was, his affection, and his tenderness - have long changed to bad vibes even if they haven’t realized it yet. Instead, Lucio is giving them exactly what they wanted and sought after, and Julian can’t do much other than to stalk them through their dates and manipulate what he can to put Lucio back into a bad light before his redemption.

♡ However, Julian can feel his darling getting further and further away from him regardless of his interferences. They start being able to see through all the bad things, perhaps a little blinded by their newfound feelings for Lucio. Julian is growing more desperate by the day, getting closer and closer to his breaking point. In the end, he effectively begs his darling to meet with him alone, based on it being very important, and they, even if they are reluctant, can’t abandon an old friend.

♡ It’s his last chance to act, as their relationship is hanging on a thin thread, and Julian knows it. He’s nice enough to ask about them first, though they quickly push the conversation back to his emergency, the reason they came in the first place. His darling makes it clear that they didn’t come for any other reason, already having a bad feeling in their stomach just by meeting him. But being the nice person they are - which Julian always loved about them - they couldn’t reject him either, even if it’s the last time they will meet with him like that. It’s also weird that he’d invite them to a back alley late at night. Usually, he’d take them to the Rowdy Raven or his home, so it must have been really urgent. Even though it’s hard to form the words he wants to say, Julian begins to play all his cards, lays out all his feelings for them, hoping to make them realize how much they mean to him. But with every new hasty string of words, his sentences jumbled, their expression turns into more of a frown, until his throat clogs up and Julian can’t form one more word. It’s over. He knows it, and they know it especially.

♡ Of course, it’s not him; it’s them. They fell in love; they found new passions away from him. They like him, but not in the way Julian feels for his darling. And he knows. Oh, he knows the true reasons behind the pain he has to endure now. The one and only mission he ever failed turned out to be his biggest regret in the form of a blond bastard being alive and stealing his darling. “I understand,” he whispers, hanging his head, and his darling takes a deep breath, unhappy to see him this way but knowing it had to be. They are about to turn away when he looks up again, watching as they take step by step out of the darkness and into the light of the main street. But they don’t come that far, his arms wrapping around them, pulling them back into the dark with him, a sweet smelling fabric covering their airways. Even if he has already lost them, Lucio cannot have them either. Julian is ready to be hated, but he won’t let his darling be taken from him.

[to-the-stars8]

The Lamentation of the Apprentice

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Ao3 A/N; A shorter chapter this time my loves, but nonetheless, tons of kisses! Be safe this 4th of July!!

Chapter 7

We spent the next three days jumping between the palace and my shop. Asra had shown me the secret passages in the garden, and we spent time in the library building towers out of books and looking into all the rooms that were off-limits. We tried our best to steer clear of the Count and managed to not see him at all for the last two days. Though, we often ran into guards who chased us down the halls of the palace. I do not recall the rest of what we did, but I remember our laughter echoing off the walls as we ran.

On the last day, we spent only an hour at the palace eating on that same balcony Asra had first shown me before servants started to push people out onto the street. As we left, the soon-to-be Countess Nadia stood at the door saying goodbye and accepting congratulations. Montag had announced their engagement right before the last day, but rumors had already been circling of the news. Supposedly, they had been both piss drunk and had to be told of their newfound engagement the next day. 

When we passed her I immediately noticed her beauty. Her eyes were sharp with an intelligence mixed with genuine kindness and an air of easy elegance that made me realize how it could be easy for Lucio to fall in love with her. It was a pity that she would have to waste so much time with a man who only cared for gaudy things and blood, the two fundamental things for a horrible husband. 

“Thank you for coming,” Even her voice was beautiful. It was light, but with a firm tone. She could have told me the sky was green and I think I would have believed her just by the way she sounded. 

Before she greeted the next group leaving I called to her, “Countess.”

Her eyes met mine. My mind blanked and I stumbled out, “T-thank you for having us.”

A smile graced her face. “My pleasure. Come again next year?”

I only managed a nod as the magician pulled me away so we were not causing congestion in the flow of people coming out. Asra teased me for the rest of the walk home about how I had a crush on the woman who was a near-decade older than I. 

“What is it they say when an older woman and someone younger court?” He smirked. “Robbing the cradle? Well, at least she’ll be able to buy you a new one, MC.”

I laughed, for, despite his ruthless jabs, there was no malice in them. We slipped into the shop as people gathered in the streets for the continuation of the party, but, tired, we would not be dragged into it. 

Asra hardly made it two steps into the shop before collapsing onto the couch, me following soon after him. He was leaned back, head laid flat against the back of the couch so he was facing up, eyes closed. Somehow, in the three days, we had been together, I noted how different he looked. His hair was flatter, perhaps due to the constant humidity and lack of baths between the parties, and bags were formed under his eyes to show he had been up late. Still, his beauty did not waver. For a moment, I wonder what gods made him, for it was too perfect to be natural.

“Spring will be here soon, now,” Asra said, eyes still closed. “Perhaps the Countess will build you your own garden for the season. You will have to have secret passageways in it, though. So I can visit whenever.”

Secret passages, yes. I didn’t say anything and fingered the gift from him around my neck, thinking. I got up off the couch before heading to the kitchen. Above the stove, there was a ceramic bowl that held nothing but two spare keys to the shop. My aunt was paranoid that she would lose not only one but two keys, so she had a third made for her own sanity. Two for the front door, one for the back. The bowl clinked loudly as I reached in to grab the key for the back door. 

Asra was still laid back on the couch, eyes closed. I approached him from behind, leaning over and poking him with the end of the key on his nose. A grin crossed his face and his white lashes fluttered before his eyes opened. 

“You needn’t a Countess for a secret passage to visit me now.”

Reaching up, he took the key, inspecting it, before putting his lips against it. Gods, he looked beautiful even after days of partying. He whispered, “I will cherish this. Thank you.”

We were supposed to be friends, I told myself as I leaned down to kiss him.

[nabesthetics]

MC getting the guys + Asra flowers 💐

A HC request from @sociallyacceptable that has been sitting in my inbox for over a month because I am like that :’B Muri’s is a bit different, but I got the idea and couldn’t just let it go, alright Also yes I did go overboard a bit by adding plot, what about it

FLUFF TIME. It’s just a tiny bit suggestive in a couple of places, but it’s all PG, I promise.

💙 Asra 💙

The Apprentice gets the bouquet on a whim.

They spot a flower stall at the market while shopping for spices and some ingredients for the shop; one of the arrangements, a mix of deep purple and pastel violet remind them of Asra and Faust at the same time.

On the way back, the MC adds a couple of enchantments to the flowers, to both make them last longer and leave a little personal touch: some of the blooms end up sparkling as if the live petals were made out of delicate amethyst crystals.

Asra is conjuring something in the kitchen when they return home; hearing the front door closing, he starts his regular playful banter without turning from the stove.

Faust sees the MC enter the kitchen first, popping her head up from Asra’s shoulder and blepping in greeting.

“Pretty!”

“Mmhm, they sure are Fa- oh.”

His surprise quickly gives place to delight, and moments later he’s pulling MC into a kiss.

They just can’t help but make him fall in love all over again every day, huh?

But if they say a cheesy line about the color of his eyes, he will tease them a bit for that, even if he is blushing at the same time and already tucking one of the sparkling flowers into their hair.

Everything else is forgotten for the rest of the day, he just wants to turn all of his attention to them, grateful to the universe for being able to hold them as much as they wish.

(He probably ended up burning whatever he was cooking, though)

The bouquet will stay in the bedroom, just for the three of them to see.

They have to go and get Faust her own flower basket the next day, because she wants to sleep in the flowers.

Asra puts his own spell on one of MC’s enchanted flowers, to complete its transformation into ice-like lavender crystal, preserved in time and kept as another memory that he would like to remember.

❤️ Julian ❤️

Unfortunately, Love Festival tends to be a very busy day at both the shop and the clinic.

While MC handles the expected influx of demand for pretty magical trinkets, Julian has to deal with the over-enthusiastic lovebirds who end up at the clinic after trying to “spice things up”; it is entertaining most of the time, but also means that the two have to be apart all day, to Julian’s great dismay.

He swears that he’ll try to make it home before dinner.

They both know that he likely won’t.

So around midday, MC closes the shop for a while and heads to the numerous festival stalls.

And in the first minutes of Julian’s lunch break, they dramatically show up in his office with a no less dramatic crimson bouquet, nearly making the poor doctor spill his (third cup of) coffee all over himself and the papers he’s been working on.

He’s having troubles processing it.

“H-hello, darling, did you- ah, I mean- are those... foooor me?”

He almost adds an “are you sure” in there before his brain catches up.

Once it does, he grins and hurries to get up from his desk and sweep the MC off their feet, sending them laughing.

He’s deeply touched and somewhat sheepish: for all his theatrics and love of cheesy romantic gestures, this man will never get used to being on the receiving end.

Oh how he loathes the fact that he doesn’t have the time to thank them properly right there and then; stealing their breath with a kiss will have to do for now.

The flowers are definitely enchanted - Julian can barely take care of cacti - and will stay in his office once MC fetches a vase from their shop next door; he may or may not tear up just a bit while looking at them at some point.

He does make it to dinner, by the way - other workers at the clinic practically kick their boss out because he’s overworking as it is - and takes the MC to a lovely evening in the city.

💚 Muriel 💚

It’s been a long project, with the hardest part being keeping Muriel in the dark about it; MC managed to talk Inanna into helping.

Finally, when everything’s ready, they “go for a walk” in the forest together, with MC leading them to their secret spot.

A small clearing in the forest has been transformed into a colorful island of flowers. Carnations and wild primroses from the depths of the palace garden; a few plants from the Heart’s clearing, their soft glow visible even during the day; and of course, forget-me-nots and MC’s own favorite flowers.

There’s enough space to walk freely between the flower patches, and few charms decorate the surrounding trees, keeping the plants flourishing and covering the area with a blanket of calm, peaceful aura.

Muriel freezes on the edge of the clearing, stunned, looking over the carefully selected plants and then turning to MC with a silent question in his eyes.

It’s been a year since the two of them confessed their love to each other, they explain. So they wanted to create something special, to remind of that moment.

There’s a blush on his cheeks as his expression softens into a smile.

“...you never stop surprising me. Thank you.”

He leans down for a kiss, softly at first, then picks them up to kiss them like he did a year ago.

Really, the only reason he doesn’t take it further is that Inanna is right there, somehow looking very pleased with herself before she trots into the clearing to lay down next to a wild lavender patch.

They stay there for the entire evening, enjoying each other’s company.

Muriel teaches MC how to make flower crowns, and doesn’t try to take his off this time; Inanna ends up with a flower necklace as well.

They head back home when the stars above match the shining flowers scattered throughout the clearing.

That place becomes one of their favorite spots for years to come, with them maintaining and modifying it together.

🤍 Lucio 🤍

Lucio “I should be showering YOU with gifts!” Morgasson isn’t as used to receiving gifts as one might expect.

Oh, there were many people trying to get in his good graces through expensive gifts back in his Count years, but those were basically expected grandiose bribes, really; never a simple genuine gesture of affection.

Lucio himself goes strongly overboard with gifts at any given opportunity, and that does sometimes include flowers - or at the very least petals on the bed, he’s that kind of guy.

MC figures that “revenge” is long overdue.

It takes a little while to turn that idea into reality, but finally, after completing a few rather intense contracts in a row, the two go back to Vesuvia for a week to catch up with others and take a break from adventuring, with Nadia letting them stay in MC’s guest bedroom.

After sleeping in, Lucio wakes up to an empty bed and the intense smell of vanilla and chocolate in the room.

There’s a plate of freshly baked cookies on the desk, clearly not the “typical palace type”; it’s a pleasant surprise, if slightly confusing - but he is alright with being slightly confused with a cookie in his mouth.

That’s when MC quietly opens the door, beams upon seeing that he’s up, and enters with a bouquet of white, yellow and orange flowers in their hands.

The absolutely dumbfounded mid-chew expression on his face is fascinating to watch, as his eyes dart from the flowers to MC and then to the walls: there are a few seconds of badly concealed panic as Lucio frantically tries to recall what date it is, did he forget something, are they expecting something in return and he’s not ready-

Then, that one slightly wavering grin, “Gooood morning. What’s the occasion, dove?”

“The occasion is that I love you.”

How dare.

Well, good thing that the bed is right here, because he really doesn’t know how else to deal with this situation.

The flowers stay on the desk for the rest of the week, and Lucio turns pink every time he spots them.

He soon figures out how to deal with the situation, though; little does MC know that they just started a gift war.

[teeth-farie]

IDK how you feel about Lucio requests, but I'd die to see one where he's now being punished for disobeying whatever rules (talking back, teasing in public, typically-bratty-Lucio-tingz) & is being edged 1 time, 2 times, several times, until his façade cracks and he's almost in tears asking for a release (/▽＼*)｡o○♡

I’m just fine with Lucio requests!! I’ll let you know if I won’t write for a character. I went with headcanon/bullet point format for this one!

In hindsight, you probably spoiled him too much. Lucio’s far too used to getting his way and you were too lenient with how you kept him in check.

Lucio knows he’s been bad, he’s actively trying to be, after all. He’s always wondered how far he could push his magician, what it would take for your resolve to break, for you to beat him back into submission.

It took a lot, he learns.

The final straw was teasing you at a party for nobles and elites. You weren’t in your element at all, barely holding it together in such a forgein environment. This was much more suited for Lucio

He carts you around like arm candy, hands gripping over your bicep, waist, hips, shoulders far too tightly, digging into the meat of your skin. You shoot a tight lipped smile, a warning that he ignores with a chuckle and a swig of champagne.

His wandering hands pick at the seams of your clothes, whispering little antagonistic thoughts into your ear, what he wanted you to do when you go home with him, what seems to much like a reward for him. Of course, you have different plans.

Finally in the safety of his own wing, he practically drags you to his chambers, pressing into you in a searing kiss. You indulge him, if only for a moment.

Then you strike, pushing back on his plush bed and crushed velvet blankets, his body bouncing upon impact. “Finally getting rough with little ol me?” He teases, winking with that smarmy little smirk. “You don’t know the half of it.” And that, that sends a shot of excitement through his very core.

He tries to talk his way out of it when you tie his wrists to the headboard with his own silks, his smirk wobbly and sweat bearing on his brow. Those amber eyes betray his exterior, hungry for what you’re giving, truly a glutton for your punishments.

“Little brat,” you sneer, tugging down his trousers, and somehow he feels more exposed being left in only his blazer and his pants hanging by his ankles. “You’re gonna get what’s coming to you.”

You start with slaps to his thighs, painting the scar speckled skin the same ruby as his jewelry—until he’s trembling, tenting his underwear. “You seriously got hard from that?” You scoff, and you can practically hear his humiliation kink rev up in his head, dry starting the gears. His hips raise, thighs clenching together. “Can you blame me?” He flounders, attempting to entice you with the wiggle of his hips and the bite of his lip. You have different plans for him.

You start palming him through his underwear, harsh and unforgiving, just how you know he likes it. He rocks into your hand, throwing his head back, curses spewing from his lips. A wet spot starts to rise in his tented underwear, his moans getting louder, more desperate, and that’s when you stop.

“What are you doing? Keep going!” He practically hisses, red faced and panting. “Oh, little Lucio, so I have some bad news for you.” You snicker, peeling his underwear down his thighs, licking your lips when his swollen cock bobs free. “This is punishment, you’re going to have to cry before I let you cum.”

Lucio swallows thickly, dazed in the eyes and throbbing between his legs. Maybe that statement did more to him than he thought it would. He tugs at the restraints around his wrists, purely futile. “..please?” He pouts. You scoff. “Nice try.”

Every time that knot in his gut grows, the tensing of his limbs, and the fuzzy, mushy feeling in body becomes almost too much—just enough, you stop, leaving him to collapse into a boneless heap and curse your name.

“I’m sorry, ok! I’m sorry!” He whines, thrashing weakly, tears bubbling to his waterline. “I’ll be good, I promise!” Those big tears of frustration finally fall down his cheeks and you’re filled with a gratifying satisfaction.

“There we go, was that so hard?” You wrap your hand back around him, stroking his poor cock quickly, further abusing his swollen shaft. Lucio babbles, clenching his fists and digging little indents into his palm, the metal of his prosthetic scraping together.

“M’gonna cum, gonna cum,” how cute, like you’d really budge now. The moment his teeth clench and his body spasms, you move your hand away.

Lucio chokes on a sob, pitiful little globs rolling down the side of his dick. “I thought, I thought you were gonna, hic! l-let me,” he whimpers, though you can’t find it in yourself to feel bad.

“Oh, Luci, did you really think we were done here?”

[fleetingfigures]

FFXIVWrite Day 8: Tepid

He wakes, not with a start, but with an abounding silence.

His skin is pruned, he can feel it, and perhaps he could see it too if he weren’t staring directly at the light above. He blinks, slowly, his body finally catching up with his thoughts, and begins to rise from his recline. Disorienting as the situation may seem, it’s something of Saerno’s most enjoyable moments on the day-to-day, this unreality between the world of the waking and that of your dreams. It’s in these waking minutes that you seemingly forget everything and everyone around you, even yourself - you’re pure, here, simply a living, breathing organism with nary a true purpose in mind. But for as blissful as these fleeting moments may be, it’s always followed by the things Saerno dreads most: the coming realizations. 

He fell asleep in the tub, again, of course he did. Lucio caught him once before after he hadn’t shown up to a meeting two hours prior; thankfully the Viera simply woke him to say that the matter was handled, but he could see it in the man’s gaze no matter how much he assured him it was fine, that telltale tinge of concern, of pity. But now, there is no such thing, it’s just he and himself pruning in the water as a blinding light illuminates his form and reflects off the half-drank wine lying still within a nearby glass. He can only sigh at this, his body hunching over as he stalls within the now lukewarm water.

Just look at him, look at all of this.

A fine lodging to call one’s home, a bath sculpted from Sharlayan-imported marble, wine costing anywhere between three goats and a servant’s weekly salary… And he himself. Saerno won’t claim to be the ideal man in any way, but he’s heard it plenty from those in passing, comments on his chiseled form, his piercing eyes, his being capable in both mind and body; if anything, he has what most in Eorzea wish they could, and more to top it all off. And what does he do? What does a man afforded so much do? He delights in the moments where he can’t even remember any of this.  

Everything’s come at a price, every piece of gil he lines his coffers with has a story all its own, but what does that matter to those looking in. People wish to fill the blanks to fit their own story, not his. They want to speak of Saerno L. Glista, famed researcher and acclaimed aetherologist, not Saerno, the man who just… Who wants to just exist. 

He swears he can see his rippling reflection laugh at his torment.

When did it all get to this point? He used to be a boy with stars in his eyes and hopes pumping through his veins as if it replaced his very blood. He used to be a man who loved not only his work, but the smiles of those he could find along the way; some more than others. But now, he can barely remember when the stars retained their luster and love did not beget loss. Funny, if not bordering upon hilarity, really, that in trying to achieve so much, to make his being valid in the eyes of those around him, that he’s ended up dozing off his hours in some fucking tub, some degenerate with too much power resorting to finding peace in the moments where he doesn’t have to acknowledge anything. 

But that was all to change! Once he steps out of the tub and wraps a towel around his waist and steps out into the warmth of his home once more he finds… A body? One that’s as cold as he is? What in the hells just happened last night; was he a murderer? There’s no blood, no stab wounds it’s- 

A good joke, right? Even degenerates can have a decent sense of humor. 

In truth, there’s nothing that meets his gaze once he steps out of the water and into his bedroom once more, just more of the same - papers to the left, tomes to the right, and last night’s trousers thrown to the wayside. He would say that the monotony of it all gets to him, but isn’t this what everyone wants, a sense of security, of safety and assurance in one’s self? He sure as hell thought he did when he was younger, he fought so hard to be safe, to have his own story book ‘happily ever after’. He’s reached the end of his tale: he accepted who he is, he laid low his enemies, he attained everything he could wish for, so what’s left? The ‘ever after’? Were it a sequel, he would have to find new issues, new enemies, new things to strive for, but… He just doesn’t want to, he doesn’t know if he could handle such things. He wants to have a simple ‘ever after’, but at the same time, is this really it? Is it falling asleep in lukewarm tubs half-drunk after crying over Twelve knows what just sprung into your mind? Is it regretting every decision you’ve imparted upon others, yet also resolving yourself in the knowledge that such things can never be reversed? Is it this deafening static that seems to fill your mind once it thinks overlong about anything and everything in between? Why couldn’t he have had his fucking prince whisk him away on a majestic steed and settle in a land so separate from the issues that literally killed him? Hells, what does this idea of ‘happily’ even mean?

It’s tiring. He wants to sleep again, but his body won’t let him. 

Every day is the same as now, the blissful minutes followed by the painful hour and then the deafening static that fills the blanks between. Everything evens out eventually, he’s found, just like that equilibrium She so loves to go on tangents about. Emotions spike, and memories come flooding back, but those are just moments, really. Maybe in time the peaks will turn to hills, the valleys to basins, his existence becoming one long stretch of static. The more he thinks about it, the more it doesn’t sound like such a bad idea. To be blank, a fresh slate through and through, no Saerno L. Glista, no Vihya’li, no nothing, just him in its most basic form, maybe then he could get a second try at this whole ending thing.

…

“And so it seems you’ve found enlightenment.”

[ahjustroza]

Hello, could you write an HC about an GN!MC who used to be a mob boss or run an illegal organization and the Mains 6 + Valerius' Reaction? Doesn't need to be angsty just dramatic

I wanted to go dramatic with the CGs lmao. Also, it got long and everything is under the cut.

Warning!

Headcanon includes the mention of murder, suicide, crime, and depression. So I would say it is NSFW.

Mob Boss MC Headcanons

Asra

He always knew it

He knows everything about you even the things you don't know about yourself

I can see you as the type of boss that doesn't create mass murders for personal gain

However, I can see thievery, blackmailing, and playing your games dirty

Maybe illegal underground market business in the red market (a version of the black market in Vesuvia)

You are smart but also have a soft spot

For him

And only him

Since MC canonically lives with him for a long time I can only picture you being a mob boss in your past before him

But your past is probably still haunting you

You don't necessarily need a tragic childhood to be a mob boss

I want to leave the reasons up to you but I refuse to believe you would be cruel and unreasonable

Because you are all amazing human beings

Many people get into this lifestyle by mistake, choice, or by someone else's force

Whatever reason that made you get into this lifestyle however did change you

You have trust issues, always on defensive mode, and always observing everything around you for possible threats or problems

But he came into your life and became the center of it

You told him what you did before moving to Vesuvia step by step

Not in one go

You tried to see how he would react to you

When you couldn't keep this secret from him anymore, you just told him

It was very impulsive of you

Highly surprising

You told him how you started from the bottom and climbed to the top

you told him how everyone in your home knows your name

How many people were your followers and how if you ask they will come and continue to follow you without a question

You did dirty work, you hurt people too

Violence is something he can not tolerate

At all

But just like you, he is also at the loss of words when any topic comes to the possibility of you leaving

He doesn't want you to go

And you don't want to leave

So expect him to stay away from you for a while

He will not speak of it out loud ever again

Never going to tell anything to even Muriel

No one has to know

Because you are now here and a different person

He will assume that you did what you did to survive

Just like his best friend...

When you lose your memories and slowly starting to gain them back

He is hesitant to answer any question regarding your past

But he knows that he has to

So he does

And you get involved in the red market

Asra is disappointed but you assure him that it is to find ingredients for your magic shop

He will never leave you, but he is not approving illegal business

Yet who he is to judge?

He made a ritual to bring you back by killing the Count of Vesuvia

So he is more on the stick close to you so that you won't get hurt side

Nadia

She will either use your connections for spy mastering or lock you up until she gets rid of your gang/illegal organization

But oh no she will not give up on you for being a simple mob boss oh no

She grew up into the royalty and probably dealt with and seen worst situations

She will not allow you to put yourself into any kind of danger and if she must she will put you on house arrest or even lock you up in dungeons

She dealt with a crazy husband before and she learned from her mistakes

So do as she says

She will give you two options, either listen to her or leave Vesuvia completely

Nadia will want her answer on the spot because if you truly want to be with her, you shouldn't need a lot of time to think about it

She will be even more dominant around you

She will make sure to remind you who has the power

If you leave Vesuvia she will never want to see you again

But she will be there personally to put you to the ground if you cause any trouble

If you choose to stay then you have another two options

You leave the business completely or run it for her favor

Provide him important information about the underground market and other organizations in Vesuvia

Yet that only can happen if you can hide your identity as a mob boss

So get creepy and wear a Tokyo Ghoul mask during business hours

I'd say if you chose to go disguise and spy on the underground for Nadia

You two will be the dictionary definition of the power couple

Like hot damn

Imagine

You live like royalty during the day and go be a mob boss during the night

She will even make you her spymaster if you are willing

Julian

He will volunteer to be your henchman (is this what it is called?)

Yeah

You have now extra trouble because he is not leaving your side

He will even find you more connections for business

He knows key people in different countries and cities

He knows roads to pass without getting caught

He did live this lifestyle for quite a long time after all

Minus the mob boss part

He is by no means not letting anyone he doesn't like to even have an audience with you

My man knows his way with people and not afraid to put up a fight for you

He is impulsive but useful in the underground world

He is a doctor without a license (or it is just a myth? who really knows...) so he was really doing illegal consultations on regular basis lol

He will patch you up when you get hurt and probably will teach you how you can make lethal damage to your enemy during a fight by teaching you anatomy

You will have to send him to horny jail whenever he talks about anatomy because he is a visual learner

And the best way he teaches anything is to show you

So lock him up

It's not like he will resist

He is good with reading body language too

I can think of Julian to be giving you the most understanding reaction when you tell him that you are a mob boss

He has a history (again I remind you)

So if he is in love with you, he is stuck to your side and yes he will still have his leeches with him

His plague doctor mask becomes popular underground too

If you didn't know better, even you would find him scary and intimidating looking during the friendly business hours

And Julian being Julian, he will insist that you find yourself a mask too

So that you will be a power couple

But make it romantic

However, this is the best scenario where you are just doing business in the red market by selling illegal goods, or being a Mob Boss Robin Hood

if you do unacceptable things, such as cruelty towards children and the innocent

And anything violent that including torture and murder,

He will end this all himself

Julian is dramatic but if he had to kill you because there is no other way to stop you he will

Then will follow you not too long after.

Portia

She will hate to hear that.

Portia is strong but fragile at the same time

She has a strong emotional connection to you and you are probably one of those people she trusts more than anyone

So when you say that you are a mob boss she is broken

Hurt and disappointed

But mostly confused

She doesn't know what to do with this

What to do with you, with what you have between the both of you

She loves you a million

But you are wrong with your life decisions

the good and the bad fights inside of her mind when she tries to make a decision

She will either leave everything behind and live a life similar to what her brother had to live

Or let you go to be yourself and get hurt

She will never forget you or never stop loving you

But she will be in a deep depression after you leave her

Most likely never recover

Because you broke the trust she gave you

So if you want her

If you want to be with her

You have to play your cards right

You are on very thin ice here

You can literally break her in a way without a return

So chose your life carefully

What do you want to do as a mob boss?

Will, you hurt people? Cause trouble and chaos? Torture the innocent and break families?

Or will you just do underground illegal trades and sales?

She can keep your secret if you just do your business in the red market

But she will not tolerate you causing harm to others

She will hate it but will stop you no matter the cost before you become the monster you two fought while falling in love with each other

You have her heart

But she has yours too

So she will not allow anyone else to stop you and do it herself

Because she is afraid for others to put you down in a painful way

She'll stop you rather gently

Caress your cheek while crying beside you

She will never forgive you but also will never stop loving you

You are her only big love and will remain like that forever

Or

She will be the person she was while Julian was on the run

Always nervous and always having anxiety and panic attacks

She won't leave you no

No no no no.

She rather dies than spend a day without the thought of you not loving her

Being there for her

She refuses very strongly to let you go and also get caught.

So in this scenario, you two are still together and preferably alive

But she is in agony every second of the day

And you know that this is all your fault

Yet continue anyway.

Muriel

No.

He is not accepting this.

He will be furious and hurt so much that he will tell you to go right away

He trusted you and you betrayed him

There is not much to say for Muriel

He doesn't want to see you again

Even though he wants you

He dreamed about having a peaceful life with you

But he will not go over all the pain he had caused by violence and power

Lucio

You already know he is down

He will do anything for you

Destroy enemy mob boss?

Run the entire underground together?

Invade a city so that you can make the illegal legal?

Do you want someone dead?

Do you want him to arm people for you?

Recruit followers?

Done.

With the potential he has there is no option to stay peaceful in the underground business

Even if you just mention that you want to make a certain business

He'll take it as order the moment it comes out of your mouth

It will be scary

Terrifying even

You will be unstoppable

Valerius

Lmao you probably got him cornered and forced him to work with you

And he got so turned on that said yes on the spot

But made it look as he was the victim here

He seems to be distressed with your connection but secretly he likes the power you have

You do as you please, take whatever you want

And people in the palace have no idea

He knows that you are smart

Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to become a boss and run your business flawlessly

He'll support you financially of course

Under the table

But the real job he does is to give you information

He is also good at creating gossips and rumors as well

He is connected to the high class and works in the palace so it is really hard for people to make any kind of connection between him and you

He pretends to make investigations about your illegal business but what he actually does is mislead the palace

In return, you get him precious stuff

Expensive wine, silk clothes, anything he wants

Oh my god Valerius is your sugar baby and he doesn't even know

Whenever you tell him to see you he is there the moment he can leave his work

He likes to be around you but plays hard to get

He loves to see you struggle and frustrated

He will not give you away but don't expect him to go down with you if you get caught either

He cares about his reputation

The best he can do is to help you escape in a way people can't make connections with him

Then you will most likely become his sugar baby-ish for a while

He will boss you around but the second you remind him who you are he will act bratty

Oh does he likes being bratty