#thearcanasmut

[howaboutleeches]

You came through last time I sent a ask, so I just gotta send another one since you’re so great! How about main 6 with an apprentice with a heart of gold and has a hard time saying no when people ask for favours? Always helps when they can and gladly will offer their last of anything if someone asks without thinking of themselves first (same with animals, I ended up spending like 30$ on cats that aren’t even mine because they looked hungry)

I really like doing this one, since I can totally relate hahahaha. Anyways, here it is!!

I hope you like it.💞

"The main six with an MC with a heart of gold"

Asra

🔮 He doesn't like when you do things for others that end up tiring you out or end up badly to your side. He tried to stop you many times, but it doesn't mean he succeeded.

🔮 Once, you agreed to open your friend's pet shop at 4am and Asra just sighed, going with you without even asking if you wanted him to tag along. Faust was the most confused one. "Why friend early?" "Where we going?"

🔮 Even though sometimes you get caught up on some nasty situations, he loves the fact that you're always helping other people. To him, you're like this angel that was sent to spread happiness.

🔮 Eventually he just accepted the fact that you would always take the responsibility of helping others, but you both agreed that he could interfere completely if the favor was too big or too dangerous.

Nadia

👑 Since you moved to the palace, Nadia had made sure that you always had everything you needed whenever you needed. So she didn't understand why you insisted on helping other people yourself instead of asking for one of the servants to do it for you.

👑 Once, she saw you helping out the gardener by planting all sorts of seeds at the royal garden. She rushed to you and asked you what on earth were you doing and you couldn't help but to shrug, with your clothes full of dirt.

👑 She had a very serious conversation with you later that day. You had gotten a solar insolation and was feeling terrible. "I have no choice but to treat you like a child. You're grounded. No helping for two months!"

"Two months?"

"Two months! And if you say anything else, I'll make it three".

👑 Later on she agreed on your helping services, but only if you were escorted by, at least, three royal guards and had, at minimum, five helping hands from the palace. Sometimes she would even join you. But it was rare.

Julian

♟He never actually noticed that you were a overly helpful person until one night. He was up until late and saw you sneaking out and decided to follow you. He eventually saw you in a house, babysitting some children.

♟He was so lost on the vision before his eyes that he failed to notice you staring back at him. You left the kids to go to the door and shush him away, saying that you would explain everything in the morning.

♟In the morning after, you told him the things you did in the past months. Babysitting, gardening, dog training, and all the other services to community.

♟He saw how exhausted you were and decided to tag along. "If you can't beat them, join them! And I most certainly can't beat you and change your mind so...". After that, you decided to do three volunteering works per week together.

Muriel

🌿 Muriel woke up one day to feel your space of the bed empty. He shot up and started looking around, fearing the worst, when he heard moos coming from outside. The sight before him was astonishing.

🌿 You were guiding, at least, seven cows through the woods. You allocated them together close to the hut and rushed to Muriel with an apologetic look.

🌿 "Some friends went traveling and asked if I could take care of their cows. It was their honeymoon, I couldn't leave them hanging! Sure, I could've stayed at their place but....I didn't want to be away from you...". You've never looked more adorable on his eyes.

🌿 He took care of the cows as well, keeping them away from the chicken and said it was fine, since they were animals. But after that day, seeing how exhausted you are, he never let you make such decisions alone, since your kindness could interfere in your judgment.

Portia

🐈 Unfortunately, she wasn't around much. She spent most part of her day working on her duties in the palace and only came back to your cottage at night. Imagine her surprise seeing a dozen of cats meowing inside it.

🐈 "MC WHAT'S GOING ON??" "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, but...I found them on the streets and they looked so scared. They are all kittens, probably lost their mother...can we keep them?"

🐈 She talked to Nadia if there was anyone she knew that would be interested on those kittens. Sure, Portia loved cats, but you couldn't afford keeping them all. Nadia soon remembered an old friend of hers, and said he would be interested on them, since he had a cat sanctuary.

🐈 "Look, I don't mind your kindness. I love that you have a heart of gold. But next time, let's talk to m'lady first. We'll spend hours cleaning all this cat poo".

Lucio

🐐 He just couldn't understand how you helped people. Genuinely. Without any sort of interest. Before his eyes, it was completely crazy and you were probably out of your mind.

🐐 One day, he completely lost his cool when he saw you bringing goats into the palace. "M-mc, what the hell is this?" You said you were helping a friend and watching his goats for him for a few days. "Days???? I think I'm going to faint..."

🐐 He kept his distance from the goats in the fists couple of days, but since you were always with them, and he wanted to be close to you, it was inevitable. He would have to get close to them.

🐐 He ended up liking the goats and the feeling was mutual. When the day came when they would have to part ways, Lucio was devastated. "You have my full permission to bring whatever animals you wish to the palace. And please, can you try to buy his goats? I really miss them..."

[sweetseraphims]

Can somebody pls read this chapter from my story and tell me if it’s good? Much thank.

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{Its a ‘The Arcana’ fanfic about pre-plague Julian falling in love/fantasizing over a woman [named Hilda] that he’s treating. Oh, and she has early signs of the plague too.. NSFW WARNING, PLEASE BE ASVISED OF SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD. Anyways, hope you enjoy!}

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Chapter Six: Salty Bitters

When Julian finally awoke, he couldn’t tell what time it was nor did he realize that he’d slept all the way up until the early afternoon.

He started to swing his feet over the edge of his bed slowly when the feeling of something warm and strangely sticky caught his attention.

His head tilted downwards as his eyes fell upon a white gooey liquid that had been smeared all over his pants... and the sheets of his bed.

It didn’t register within his mind that it was actually his cum until he remembered the dream he’d had last night.

The dream he had with Hilda.

Oh, sweet Hilda...

A maddeningly red blush spread across Julian’s cheeks upon the sudden realization that he’d had his first wet dream.

Oh that woman, and the things she did to him..

However, that wasn’t the only feeling Julian was having right at the moment.

That same lust and intense burning desire for her that he’d had in the dream all came flooding back to him in a thick wave of emotions, and without even thinking, his hand slid down to the painfully hard erection he’d had ever since waking up.

He rubbed the bulge slowly for a moment, while his mind flickered back to Hilda and that lovely body he’d been able to fuck in his mind.

Ah, if only he could make that dream in his head become a reality.

Julian let out a wistful sigh, he could feel through the fabric of his pants his own precum weeping endlessly from the head of his cock.

The lust he had for her was overwhelming him, and it wasn’t but seconds later that he started to move his hands frantically over his crotch so that he could unbutton his pants.

It only took two buttons before his rather large erection sprang free and hit the air, causing the rest the buttons on his pants to come undone.

With one hand he grabbed his cock eagerly, the intense lust was shining in his eyes as he felt his thick member pulsate within his own grasp.

“Ah, Hilda..”

He let a soft moan escape from the back of his throat, his slender fingers gliding up the base of his shaft.

Oh, how badly he wanted for her to touch him!

To dominate him in a way that would bend his will and undoubtedly force him to succumb to her own.

“Hilda..”

By this point Julian was getting restless, if he didn’t do something about this now then it would literally drive him mad.

He wrapped his fingers around the thick shaft of his cock and started to pump it vigorously.

As he did, the moans coming from him filled the quiet room, and he found that he couldn’t control the urge to say her name over again.

His half-lidded eyes suddenly grew wide about a minute into touching himself, and his lips parted so that he could unleash a low groan.

“Ah~! Hilda... Hilda~!”

He threw his head back, eyes rolling into the back of their sockets as he hit his orgasm hard.

It wasn’t surprisingly long at all before he was shooting thick ribbons of cum all over himself, the closest wall nearby, the ceiling, and of course the bed too.

When he was finally finished, his shoulders were heaving and he was panting breathlessly.

It took quite a few moments for him to come down from that, and the demanding intensity that it brought to him.

But however, it wasn’t long after he had recollected his senses that he began to feel bad.

Here he was, jacking off to a sick and possibly dying woman who probably didn’t even have near as much of the affection that he had for her.

She looked to him in helping her find a cure, and this is what he was doing with himself? Masturbating?

Julian felt utterly disgusted with himself, and a deep frown traced its way onto his lips as he breathed in heavily.

His moment of silent disappointment in himself though quickly vanished once there was a knock on the door.

Ohh, that’s right...

He’d almost completely forgotten that although in his own room, he was still in the dungeon underneath the palace- which was where other doctors happened to be too...

The privacy wouldn’t have been much of anything despite the closed door in his room.

Oh no..

A light red once more spread across his cheeks as they burned in embarrassment.

What if they’d all heard...?

The voice behind the door, presumably belonging to the same hand that had been knocking on it broke him away from his thoughts.

“Dr. Devorak? You alright in there?”

Julian cleared his throat and attempted to find the words to say within his scatter-brained mind.

“Y-Yes! I was just.. uh.. getting ready.”

He waited anxiously during the long pause that followed after, then he thought he heard the person sigh and walk away, much to his relief.

It wasn’t long before he was already turning his attention to the gooey mess he had created before himself.

His seed was absolutely everywhere, even that could have probably been said as an understatement.

His shoulders fell as he let out a soft sigh and quietly muttered to himself.

“Such a mess.”

Following a brief shaking of his head in disapproval, he slowly slid over the edge of the bed and stood to his feet.

For a minute he wobbled, it were as though he were struggling to catch his breath.

His legs felt like jello, and as he took a slow step forward he shuddered at the uncomfortable feeling of his cum oozing all over his lower region.

It took probably around a good thirty minutes to an hour for Julian to scrub down everything, gather the dirty bedsheets together, and get his own self cleaned up.

When he was finally finished, his eyes scanned the room carefully as though he were making sure everything was in order now.

Sure enough, nothing looked out of the ordinary anymore.

Now that he was cleaned up, dressed, and his room in order, he could finally go to one of his favorite places that he frequented- The Rowdy Raven.

With one swift movement of his gloved hand, he grabbed his coat and put it on over his shoulders.

He was rather hesitant at first when he opened the door and stepped out, but much to his relief nobody seemed to stare at him.

Perhaps they hadn’t noticed?

Julian could only hope so.

He weaved his way through doctors and sick people until he made it out of the dungeon and into the fresh, crisp open air.

A few dead leaves that were being carried with the wind blew onto the trail in front of him as he continued on, some of them crunching beneath his black leather boots.

It wasn’t long at all until he arrived at his destination.

Before stepping inside, he briefly glanced up at the sign hanging above the door, which seemed to be swaying slightly with the breeze.

His eyes narrowed while he read the all too familiar words painted on the wood of it:

‘The Rowdy Raven’

Ah, how this place had never failed him once when he was in need of a drink.. or to forget things for that matter.

A faint smile spread across his lips as he thought about all of the good times he’d had in this place.

The Rowdy Raven had never failed him once before, so why would it now?

The smile spread across his lips quickly disappeared, only to be replaced by a giant smirk as he opened the door and stepped inside.

....

It had been a few hours.

What had started as just a few drinks turned into him demanding round after round as soon as he’d chugged the previous one down.

But to him, how could he say no to his favorite alcoholic beverage?

Much like the name had suggested, Salty Bitters was exactly that- bitter, salty, and Julian absolutely loved the taste of it.

Multiple empty glasses littered the bar around him as he sat there, a crumpled up mess drinking away at his sorrows.

He had just set the last glass down after chugging relentlessly away at its contents when he suddenly decided to take it upon himself to pay Hilda a visit.

His hair was a curled and messy fire of auburn red, and his coat he had taken off long ago to reveal his thin yet muscular build.

The thin white dress shirt he was wearing was messy and stained a little with alcohol, and the fine little reddish hairs that sparsely covered his chest could be seen as he had unbuttoned his shirt down halfway.

Julian slid out of his chair in a careless manner, nearly kicking it over by accident in the process as he stumbled across the hard wood flooring and towards the front door.

He outright reeked of alcohol, it was more than obvious to any passerby that he was very drunk.

It took him a little longer to reach Hilda’s house because of that very factor, otherwise he would’ve been there in a matter of no time had he been sober.

Once he finally arrived, he raised his gloved hand and knocked on the door impatiently, all while forgetting in his mind that by now, it was around 1:00 in the morning.

“Hildaaa..”

He cooed, his lips parted into a large and dopey-looking grin.

Oh, if only she knew the whirlwind that would be in store for her that night.

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[howaboutleeches]

Can you do some nsfw stuff with Muriel and Asra :0 please and thank you

Soooooo I have never written a gay smut before, so I’m totally stepping out of the little bubble I’m used to. I’m definitely not complaining, just giving a heads up of it doesn’t turn out being very accurate.

Warnings: NSFW

Summary: Muriel asks for help after the chickens get lost. He gets stressed because of them running away and Asra decided to help him out.

“I can help you relax” (Muriel x Asra)

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Asra just kept laughing while seeing a very stressed Muriel running after the chickens. Inanna tried howling and growling at them, but it just seemed to make them even more stressed and confused, running to nowhere and bumping into one another as nothing else mattered.

Soon, the magician casted a simple spell that helped all of them into the fence and Muriel could only sigh in relief as Inanna collapsed, tired, at his feet. The tall man looked down at the smirking one in front of him and felt his cheeks burn for no apparent reason.

“We should head inside. It’s getting dark” Muriel babbled and fast-walked into the hut, followed by a very intrigued partner.

When Asra went inside and closed the door, he turned around to realize Muriel was already sitting down and Inanna was nowhere to be seen. He thought of where she might be and then it hits him. She probably went for one of her sundown hunts. Wolves got to eat.

Muriel, on the other hand, was sitting down by the fire, moving his neck back and forth, clearly trying to relieve some of the tension on his neck. The man wasn’t used to doing much effort and bending down so many consecutive times, and it showed. But an idea popped into Asra’s head, and he couldn’t help but bite his lip.

Soon, he was walking towards the large man, making as less sound as possible. Muriel probably thought he was laying on his bed, as usual. Asra likes to lay down and chill, and that’s pretty much what he did on Muriel’s house too. But tonight, Asra would want Muriel to lay down as well.

The magician placed his hands on Muriel’s neck as he jumped a little, given he was taken by surprise. Asra just shushed him and started to rub his tense shoulders and neck. It only took Muriel a few moments to relax under his touch and give in to his care.

“You know what I think Muriel? You’ve been stressing so much lately. Your body is so tense. And unfortunately, in this position, I can’t fully relax you. So, why don’t you lay on the bed?” The smaller one offered.

Muriel felt his cheeks getting hotter, but he just couldn’t say no to that. Very slowly, he got up from the floor and made his way to the bed. He didn’t exactly know what to do, so he began taking his shoes off. Asra was surprised by his sudden action but decided to take advantage of it.

“Since you started, why don’t you take the rest off? Cloak, coat, pants…it’ll be more effective that way” Asra bargained, trying to hold back a grin.

Muriel felt hotter than ever and didn’t even want to turn around, scared that he would flatly faint. Following the request, he started to strip into only his underwear and laid down on his stomach on the king-sized bed. He trusted Asra with his life, and he was feeling good with the whole situation. Excited even. Really excited. He felt the pressure that Asra’s body made on the bed and sighed slowly as he felt oily hands sliding down his bare back.

“I’m glad I brought those oils with me. They did come in very handy” He could hear Asra chuckling as his hands pressed as squeezed his back in a calm but firm motion “Now turn around”

Oh no. Feeling Asra’s touch, so intense on his body, made him get a boner, and now he had to turn around. He hesitated for a moment but then decided to not care about it. It probably wasn’t even such a big deal. He turned around and decided to stare at the ceiling as Asra was still sitting at the edge of the bed.

It stayed like that for a couple of seconds. Asra couldn’t believe that he actually had a boner. And what a big boner. He thought it through and decided to do something bold. He pressed his creamy hands on Muriel’s chest and lifted himself from the bed, positioning himself on top of Muriel’s crotch.

“Now that’s better” Asra moaned as he started to take his clothes off. 

Soon, they were both only on their undergarments and Muriel was as red as a beat, and Asra was enjoying every second of it. He was massaging the other one’s chest and shoulders, and as he leaned on to reach certain parts, he rocked his hips over Muriel’s bulge and the man was starting to squirm under him.

Muriel wasn’t going to be able to hold on for much longer and he started to think was he was going to do about his “problem” down there. His thoughts were getting blurry when suddenly his mind was blank. Asra’s hands moved lower. Into his trousers. Muriel moved his eyes from the ceiling into the magician’s deep purple eyes.

“I’m just helping you. Do you not want it?” Asra started to slowly remove his hand away, but Muriel unconsciously held his wrist.

“No!…No, please. Continue” He let go of his wrist and stared at his devilish smirk. Oh boy, what had he gotten himself into?

Asra’s skilled and sloppy hand started to work on Muriel’s shaft, moving up and down slowly. With his free hand, he started to remove both of their briefs and threw them on the floor.

“Muri?” Asra hissed, and received a grunt as a response “I want to ride you”

Muriel’s body was hot with the request, but he was in such ecstasy that he could only nod his head as a response, and that was just enough for Asra. He stopped stroking the big man, hearing a disappointed moan and sat higher, closer to his partner’s throbbing shaft.

He grabbed it by the base and slowly inserted it on himself. The size was certainly huge but the feeling was amazing. Asra was finally feeling complete and it was only between him and that lovely creature beneath him.

The magician started moving up and down, earning grunts and small moans from Muriel’s mouth. The bouncing movement was incredible and was making both of their visions dizzy. The sudden jolts of Muriel’s hips only made it better.

An animal instinct rushed through Muriel and he lunged forward, putting Asra on his back on the bed, hands on his shoulders and legs hung in the air. It was a very delightful surprise for the magician, but he loved the feeling.

As Muriel pounded roughly into Asra’s tight hole, he could feel his dick rubbing on his belly. The white-haired one couldn’t control his moans as he said dirty an encouraging words to him as he bounced up and down on the bed. 

Soon, Muriel was close to the edge, and so was Asra, both getting of in their own way. They locked eyes for a moment and Asra rose his head to give the other man a passionate kiss. Muriel responded, giving his final thrusts as he came inside of Asra, who had just finished himself, spilling his cum on both their stomachs.

Muriel kept himself inside Asra for a few moments, both breathing heavily, sweating hard and looked at each other again. Muriel leaned down and kissed Asra’s forehead as the magician smiled sweetly.

“I guess I’ll come to help you more often from now on”

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