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[thesongbirdssonginvesuvia]

Dancing in the Fountain

(Rolled Dice (D6 and D20) for postcard inspiration and got #3 and #13)

Rating: PG (for slightly suggestive content

Pairing: Julian/Sparrow (Apprentice, She/Her)

Word Count: 608

Summary: On a warm summer night, dancing in the palace fountain is a must...

The moon was full that summer night, bathing everything in a magical silverly light. Julian grinned as he quickly removed his boots and climbed right into the refreshing waters of the place fountain. The water was cool and refreshing against his bare feet. Grinning he then turned to Sparrow who watched him with eyebrows raised. He held out his hand to her. “Care for a dance?” he asked dramatically.

              Sparrow looked up at him, first looking as if to question the idea before she allowed herself to smile. She quickly removed her boots as well and took his hand, allowing him to pull her up and into the water.

              He gave her a bow. “Milady.”

              She gave him a curtsy. “Doctor.”

              Then he swept her up in a quick step that sent water spraying everywhere. They both laughed as the water went flying like glittering fairy orbs in the moonlight. They were both quite skilled though there were a couple of trips due to the slippery bottom of the fountain. Still, they managed a twirl and a dip, as well as a fall which ended up with Sparrow on top of Julian, soaking them both. Still, they laughed as they didn’t mind the fact that they were dripping and shivering just a little.

              Sparrow looked Julian in the eye, still smiling. “I must say that you are a bad influence Mister Devorak,” she said brushing a bit of wet hair back behind her ear.

              Julian chuckled then smirked. “Indeed, I am, and would you have me any other way?”

              “No, probably not,” Sparrow answered as she leaned forwards and kissed him, at first sweetly but soon the kiss developed into more, with tasting and biting. Unfortunately, the moment was interrupted by the sound of the guards.

              “The sound came from over here!”

              “Oh fuck!” Julian hissed as they both scrambled to their feet. They may have been friends to the empress, but it was probably better not to be caught playing around in the fountain. Quickly they both jumped to the ground, grabbing their boots and ran for the nearest secret exit they could. All the while they continued to laugh as they laced their fingers together, holding on for dear life as they made their getaway. They made it back home without issue, where they raced upstairs to strip out of their wet clothes.

              Sparrow hummed a little as Julian took a moment to kiss her damp shoulder once it was in view. “Again, I think you are a bad influence, doctor. A very bad influence indeed.”

              Julian grinned as he kissed another bit of skin, taking a moment to leave a clear mark. “Oh, and what are you going to do about it?” He felt a rush of excitement as she grabbed the back of his neck pulling him down, allowing her to nip at his jaw. The night’s excitement was far from over.

…

              The next morning there was a knock at the clinic door. Julian was the one to answer and was promptly handed one of his boots by the palace guards who eyed him with a knowing look. At first Julian panicked out of old habit. But then the guard handed him his boot. “The empress expresses her dearest hopes that you enjoyed your little dance in the fountain last night,” the guard said in a very serious tone, “though she would like me to tell you that if you are to do it again, to inform her majesty so that she can join as well.”  It was a good thing that the guard couldn’t hear the cackle from Sparrow inside the door.

[ace--of--swords]

Sippy sip

Ty enabler for enabling me to finish this and the other one.

[teeth-farie]

Asra bends over your lap, elbows braced against the couch cushions as your palm splays across his throat and collar bone. With your dominant hand, you deliver the first swift spank. Asra jolts, a yelp leaving his lips. “Oh!”

“Still good?” You rub a gentle hand over his backside, his flesh still thrumming from the hit. He nods. “Yes, yes, keep going.”

He braces himself for the next hit, yet he can’t help the small grunt that’s forced from his throat when your palm collides with his ass, faint callouses of your palm roughening the touch. The next spank comes quickly after, offering him no reprieve from the sting.

“F-fuuuh-” “Hush now, save your throat, I have uses for it later.”

Asra swallows, vision spinning with the rapid, consistent strikes. He feels the pain of the spank start to approach the undesirable, and you stop before he even has to say so; ever the aligned with his needs.

Instead, your fingers dip down between his thighs, your middle and ring finger rubbing over his soaked cunt. “Please,” he croaks, eyelids fluttering with the gentle squeeze to his throat.

“I love you.” You whisper to him as your fingers plunge in deep, his sharp gasp melting into an intensely pleased moan. He purrs at your touch, eyes nearly crossing as your fingers hook up. He won’t last, not at all, not with the stinging in his rear and the all enrapturing pleasure every little crook of your finger causes him. Do wreck him, it’s only fair.

[dandydanthelion]

pov ur julian abt to check on ur least fav patient

ok this was supposed to be done on his bday and im very late to the party but in my defense his bday lasts a whole month also ive just been playing sm bg3 lately uh

so yeah happy january aka a whole month dedicated to this stinker

[slushrottweiler]

A Spider trashed my car!

But no really — a huntsman fell on me whilst I was driving and I was in an accident. Everyone is safe, if a bit sore with a few nasty bruises; but my poor car is wrecked and I’m in desperate need of repairs.

So I’m opening up my commissions to help raise the money! Special fundraising prices and more openings for NSFW commissions.

Please DM me if you would like to place a commission or if you’d like to donate through here.

Thank you all for your help and support

Examples of my work are below the cut

Full colour half body with 2 characters — $84

Full colour full body 2 figures and basic background — $125

Full colour 3/4 with basic background — $75

Lineart half body with complex background — $57

Monochrome 3/4 spicy — $60

Sketch 3/4 (cropped for tumblr) — $45

[devoraqs]

What are masquerades for if not sneaking off with your partner to shag with pretty outfits on?

That’s the way Asra was thinking, anyway

Link to full under cut

Minors DNI

[valdrinors-writing]

ASAU Profiles - Investigation Team Edition

Naoto Shirogane

Age: Fifteen (First Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Detective Novels, Exploration, Connections

Dislikes: Being Misgendered, Large Crowds, Ghosts

The Fool

Elec Skills

Persona: Sukuna-biko

A curious and intelligent young man who moved to Inaba to live with a family friend as his grandfather is recovering from an illness. A natural detective, Naoto becomes embroiled in the Midnight Channel mystery upon stumbling on it one night, and wants to stop the killer before they can get to anyone else in the town. He's the Wild Card and leader of the Investigation Team

Rise Kujikawa

Age: Fifteen (First Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Music, Helping Others, Cooking

Dislikes: Junes', Being on Stage, Insensitive People

The Magician

Fire Skills

Persona: Shingi Waō

A young woman who works at her grandmother's tofu shop in the shopping district. She's the first person who Naoto befriends while in Inaba, and quickly sees him as a good shoulder to cry on. She was friends with Saki Konishi before her passing, which was what spurs her to enter the TV World with Naoto the second time, leading to her confronting her Shadow. She has a secret desire to be an idol

Theodore 'Teddie' Hanamura

Age: Fifteen (First Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Flirting, Bears, Puns

Dislikes: Being Treated Differently, Parental Pressure

The Chariot

Ice Skills

Persona: Kintaro

The younger - adopted - brother of Yosuke Hanamura who recently moved to Inaba due to his father being made manager of the Junes' chapter there. Outwardly, he's an energetic young man who wants to score with a large variety of girls, but internally, he's envious of his brother's popularity and insecure about not being a full-blooded Japanese person

Yosuke Hanamura

Age: Sixteen (Second Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Freedom, Guitar, Scooters

Dislikes: Studying, Being Rejected, Letting His Parents Down

The High Priestess

Wind Skills

Persona: Hiroyuki

The son of the Junes' manager and 2nd year student at Inaba who's surrounded by rumours about him. Yosuke is outwardly cheerful and energetic, liking to stand out. However, his fears of being judged by others have lead him to be a bit of a pushover when it comes to the people in his life - both friends and family - and has lead to him suppressing his true self

Yukiko Amagi

Age: Sixteen (Second Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Tea, Scary Movies, Bad Jokes

Dislikes: Not Being Seen As 'Feminine', Paparazzi, Rumors

The Emperor

Ice Skills

Persona: Asama no Okami

The heir to the Amagi Inn and a frosty second year student who consistently seems a bit stern and traditional. Secretly, she wants to be more open, but is afraid of disappointing her family and not looking like the ideal Japanese woman, which has lead to her putting up appearances as a 'perfect' Yamato Nadeshiko. She tends to appear 'cool', which leads to her getting harassed by boys who talk about 'The Amagi Challenge'

Kanji Tatsumi/Tatsumaki

Age: Fifteen (First Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Sewing, Loud Music, Swearing

Dislikes: Stalkers, Overly-Judgemental People, Managers

The Lovers

Persona: Kashima-no-kami

A former member of a popular visual kei band moved back to Inaba after a stalking incident resulted in him having a minor breakdown backstage. He's happy to help his mom at her store, but a bit miffed about all the attention that he's getting even though he just came back to Inaba. Somewhat confrontational, but secretly has a heart of gold under the surface. He acts as the groups Navigator

Marie

Age: Unknown

Likes: Poetry, Reading, Music

Dislikes: People who read her poetry, Nosy People, Shadows

The Star

Elec Skills

Persona: Kaguya-hime

A wolf like creature that the group find in the TV World. She's very protective of her home, and is very annoyed by the killer interupting her solitude, which is why she goes along with the Investigation Team. She's a bit prickly, but can be warmed up to - even if it takes a while - and has a secret admiration for humanity that she doesn't want to show to anyone

Chie Satonaka

Age: Sixteen (Second Year at Yasogami High)

Likes: Kung Fu, Meat, Bruce Lee Movies

Dislikes: Being Judged, Being Treated Like A Child, Ghost Stories

Wheel of Fortune

Dark/Light Skills

Persona: Gozen

An aspiring action star and stuntwoman who has returned to Inaba in order to scout out the local police force. She lived in Inaba as a child, but moved out five years prior to the series after her parents divorced to live with her mother in Tokyo. She's quick witted and a bit rash and overconfident, but has a soft spot for her childhood best friend Yukiko that can soften her up

The Persona names are inspired by @rollthedice-playthecards, who used the same motif for their story The Naked Truth

[spicywasabae]

Do people like polished things? I made this portrait of Lucio a while back when csp 2.0 rolled up and i wanted to test some features but then i started painting the GoatMan 🐐. Also have some sketches of the local vesuvian slut man

‼️COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN ‼️ LINK IN BIO

[kaitlyn-pink]

Is your summoner a sweet or a savory person?

Definitely savory out of the two lol, she cant handle much sweetness

(sorry pollux)

[ace--of--swords]

Humgry

Minors dni

[teeth-farie]

Punishment fit for an (ex) count

Psst- extra versions on my patreon!

[dandydanthelion]

what is he looking at

[devoraqs]

Julian stans come get your food, we got pancakes on the menu

Bonus:

Wink wonk 😘

[tsaritza-mika]

A late B-Day present for my friend @fairy-feather​‘s OC Miara ^--^

[ilyamatic]

To Hold Me Like Water

Song: Who We Are by Hozier

The mess starts here

CW: Drug Use

Andrico wished he could look back at his time with Julian fondly. That when he was old and gray and telling his grandkids about “the good ol’ days” he could say Julian’s name with a smile. Tell them about how they met at a charity gala thrown by the local queer center. Tell them about despite the black tie dress code, the man showed up with his tux jacket open and his dress shirt barely buttoned. That despite the fact Julian was not Andrico’s usual type, he couldn’t keep his eyes off him.

Maybe he would have told his grandkids that they ended up talking all night. That they danced so close, that it felt like something straight out of a romance novel. Maybe he would tell them about how they kissed.

(Andrico would leave out the part where they ran off giggling to the sectioned off area of the venue, some historic courthouse or something. He wouldn’t say a word about the bubbly champagne turning to butterflies in his stomach. He wouldn’t dare breathe a word of how easily he fell to his knees.

“I just want to get my mouth on you,” he said as he fiddled the button on Julian’s pants.

Those red stained cheeks and lust-blown eyes were memories held close to his heart)

Instead, Andrico had this. A pounding headache and a breaking heart.

“I hope you don’t mind that I, uh, stuck around,” Julian began. “I didn’t know what you took so I wanted to make sure you were safe.”

Andrico ignored him as he poured a bit of coke onto his coffee table. No better way to combat a cocaine hangover. Hair of the dog and all that.

“I don’t think you should do that,” the other man said, suddenly far too close.

“And I think you should mind your own fuckin’ business,” Andrico hissed.

“Dunya,” Julian said sternly. “It isn’t good to bombard your body with so much drugs after being sober for as long as you’ve been. You’re at risk of –”

“Oh what the fuck do you care!” he snapped.

“Dunya–”

“Stop calling me that!”

“Of course I care about you!”

Andrico’s laugh was sharp. An ugly, hurting thing.

“Is this how you show your care,” Andrico said airily. “Dazzling me with romance only to disappear when you get bored?”

Julian looked as if he were struck. “What are you talking about? I could never be bored of you.”

“You left me.”

“I didn’t mean to,” Julian said, voice cracking.

“You did it three times.”

Andrico could feel his own tears well up. Goddamnit.

“You left me three times,” he continued. “And I took you back whenever you decided to show back up. Welcomed you with open arms even. How pathetic is that?”

“Dunya–”

“I said don’t call me that.”

Julian’s mouth shut with an audible click.

“I kept taking you back, forgiving you without question. And for what? For you to leave again?”

“Dun– uh, Andrico, please let me explain,” Julian begged.

“What is there to explain? What is an explanation going to change? Is it going to unbreak my heart? Will it stop you from ghosting me?”

Andrico could feel himself break bit by bit. But he refused to fall apart in front of this man. Not again.

“Honestly Julian, if you care half as much as you say you do, you would leave and stay gone. Delete my number, forget my face. Fuck it, die for all I care. Just get out of my fucking life!"

He hadn’t meant to shout it. He hadn’t meant to say it at all. But he had, the words bouncing off the walls like a death knell. Such a shame. Such a relief.

“Is that truly what you want?” Julian said, his voice suddenly so so small.

Andrico did not hesitate. “More than anything.”

A beat of silence. And then–

“Well, I suppose that’s it.”

Andrico wished he could look back at his time with Julian fondly. Maybe even get a happy ending despite it all. Instead he had this. An empty apartment, the lingering scent of sea salt and burnt wood. Broken picture frames at his feet. Such a relief.

Such a shame.

[endupherefic]

Chapters: 14/? Fandom: The Arcana (Visual Novel) Rating: Mature Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Apprentice/Julian Devorak, Apprentice/Lucio (The Arcana), Julian Devorak/Lucio (The Arcana), Apprentice/Julian Devorak/Lucio (The Arcana), Nadia (The Arcana)/Original Female Character(s), Lucio/Nadia (The Arcana) Characters: Julian Devorak, Lucio (The Arcana), Lucio Morgasson, Montag Morgasson - Character, Apprentice (The Arcana), Nazali Satrinava, Nadia Satrinava, Nadia (The Arcana), Original Female Character(s), Valdemar (The Arcana), Volta (The Arcana), Vulgora (The Arcana), Vlastomil (The Arcana), The Devil | Lucio's Patron (The Arcana), Count Spada, Asra (The Arcana), Salim Alnazar, Aisha Alnazar Additional Tags: Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Friends to Enemies, Friends to Lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Polyamory, Blood, Injury, Mild Gore, Canon-Typical Violence, Romance, Slow Burn, Gender-Neutral Apprentice (The Arcana), Julian's POV, Lucio's POV, mentions of amputation, Sexual Tension, Sexual Content, Alcohol, Plague, Pre-Red Plague (The Arcana), Red Plague (The Arcana), Collar play, Threesome, Character Death, Graphic Depictions of Illness, Grief/Mourning, Depression, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism Chapter Summary: So swiftly has this disease taken root. So quickly has it destroyed the vibrant magician before him. Their shirt hangs loosely off their frame and the hollows under their eyes are dark crimson. Visions of a withering Lucio return to the Count’s dreams that night. After a while, he wonders if maybe he just shouldn’t sleep anymore. Spare himself the pain of staring at a pathetic spectre that mirrors his image. A mockery of his effervescence.

Chapter 12, The Past: Ruin

Things happen so fast. After the collapse, the Apprentice is swiftly taken to a cordoned off wing of the palace where no one but a select number of physicians and attendants are allowed. Lucio and Nadia are left to address the panicked crowd. But the Count finds himself, for once, at a loss for words. He slumps to the floor, staring wide-eyed down at his hands, hands that are now stained with disease. His gilded talons glint dully in the fading light of the day. Peripherally, Nadia’s commanding voice resounds through the hall, trying desperately to calm the frightened crowd. Whispers from his subjects grate against Lucio’s ears. He tries to hold on to the calming sound of his wife’s voice, but the vitriol overshadows it.

“Can’t even keep it out of his own home,” one merchant hisses to another, beady eyes glowering at the Count.

“Poor magician. It should’ve been Lucio. It would serve him right for all the mess he’s put us through.”

“Hush! You shouldn’t say such terrible things.”

Poison. Poison weaving through the crowd, tarnishing his good name. Lucio clenches his fists, hoping the hot and angry tears that start to bead in the corners of his eyes will dry up. Or perhaps, they’ll drown this ungrateful throng of idiots.  

These fools don’t deserve Nadia’s kindness and reassurances, he fumes to himself, silver eyes alight with a furious resolve...

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