#i lucio

Imagine Lucio being nervous all day and eventually confessing his love for the first time

Rarely a day would roll around where you did not see Lucio at all. He was gone when you woke up and did not show his face until you got back into bed. Maybe those days should worry you - but the last time he'd spent the entire 24 hours planning your birthday celebrations, so you were not too agitated. Aside from missing him, of course.

Today was such a day. Or so you thought, so imagine your surprise when you felt someone hugging you from behind around early afternoon. Your heart skipped a beat and you leaned back against his chest.

A little time off Lucio called it when he escorted you to the stables, both of your horses already prepared and waiting for you. Not how you would usually spend your times off together, but you weren't complaining. Any minute with him was well spent.

It wasn't a long ride, barely an hour, when he stopped the two of you near a little lake just on the edge of the forest. A familiar place for both of you, you had used this spot for secret meatings plenty of times - before you had died, of course.

You didn't get far after he helped you off your horse and stopped you by taking your face in his hands. When you rested yours against his chest, you could feel his frantic heartbeat. Whatever he was thinking, it caused not only that but had driven a light blush up his cheeks, too. He rarely blushed, so in a response, your cheeks darkened as well.

"You know," Lucio began, but stopped himself to kiss you first. Like that'd help either of you. "I - uh. Don't know what to - how to say this, you know?" You did not know. But you attempted to encourage him with a quick peck to his cheek.

Imagine waking up to see a sleeping Lucio clinging to you

Requested by anon I had to combine my fave Lucio outfit with the mussed hair, it was very important

Summer nights in Vesuvia were hell, quite frankly. The heat was dry, no one could breathe and contact of any sort was kept to a minimum. Sleeping was basically impossible. So you and Lucio had found the agreement of holding hands when you fell asleep. Once winter came you’d go back to cuddles.

Or so you had thought. For this night you woke up to his body nearly wrapped around yours. While it was still way too hot for any of this. For a second you considered pushing him away for a night free of sweat, but then you felt him shiver. Then shake. And a moment later you knew that whatever dreams plagued him, moving away from him wasn’t even a question.

“Lucio?” You shook him, carefully, but he didn’t stir. His face relaxed a little, though, so you took it upon yourself to put your own arms around him. And when he leaned into you with a soft sigh, you knew it had been the right decision. Even though it was way too hot to continue sleeping now. Listening to Lucio’s calming breaths was almost preferred, anyway.

Imagine the apprentice betraying Nadia for Lucio

Requested by anon Listen, this is my kink & all I want for Lucio's route. Yes, I am a bad person.

"What are you doing?"

What an unnecessary question. It was quite obvious what you were doing, standing on the staircase, a hand resting on Lucio's arm. You had known this would happen. You had hoped this would happen.

The room had fallen into a tense silence, not quite the celebrations Lucio had expected. In the back, people were making a quick exit, amongst them you recognized Asra and Julian. Cowards. Contrary to them, Nadia, who stared at you with a mixture of shock, hurt and a hint of disgust.

"What have you done?" The question almost made you laugh. Had she truly been this clueless?

"I did what I had to. I'm sorry, Nadia, but I had to." You didn't give her a reason. For love, you thought. But she didn't need to know that. You had no interest in hurting her, you took no joy in Nadia's suffering. But you had needed her trust to stay close, to bring back your love. Despite this, you wished her well.

When you felt the touch of a metallic claw against your cheek, your attention was redirected. Of course - how could you forget? You smiled when you looked up at Lucio's face for the first time. And when you got to kiss him, finally, all else was forgotten anyway.

Imagine Lucio opening up and just being like a puppy when it comes to receiving (genuine) compliments from MC

Requested by anon To be made pretty when I get wifi on my laptop, the usual Being with Lucio was - a lot. Exhausting, often. Interesting, most of the time. Surprising, always. You wouldn't want it any other way.

Undoubtedly the biggest surprise had come to you in the way of his personal differences between public and private. A lot of the facade he put on for the rest of the world disappeared behind closed doors. When it was just the two of you, there were no big acts, no one he had to impress. It wasn't rare that he was more than content giving you a massage as you drifted off to sleep. Your relationship was warm, gentle, loving. And you would fight anyone sprouting lies about the two of you.

In between all that, falling for Lucio hadn't been hard. When you had first told him, you had seen the tears in is eyes that he had neglected to wipe away before kissing you. Which made you realize - knowing about his past and mother - that he hadn't ever had anyone tell him that they loved him. The thought alone had almost made you tear up.

Imagine Lucio admitting having a difficult childhood with a cold, unforgiving mother and a distracted father so he’s scared to truly love and be himself

Requested by @nightowlss

You had lived around Lucio for a few months now. And while there were many of his quirks that you understood by now, there was a lot you just didn’t get. Like how he could be open about everything (once you had to stop him from giving away details discussed in very private meetings) while keeping everything personal close to his chest.

Thoughts that had come to you solely due to the fact that Lucio was talking. Right now. And not in the boasting, loud way he usually spoke about his accomplishments. No, right now you were lying in his bed and staring at the ceiling and he was just. Talking. Telling you about the way he was raised, the traditions of his tribe, his family.

And right now you weren’t magician apprentice and count. Just two people that had grown close through fate pushing you together again and again.

“I don’t remember much of my father. And what I remember of my mother is nothing you’d want to know.” There was a question somewhere in there, you heard it clear as day. 

But first, you shuffled closer to him until you found an arrangement where your head rested on his chest, his healthy arm was around you and your legs got entangled. 

“Tell me.”

Lucio showering you in gifts trying to cheer you up bc he doesn't know how to properly cheer someone up

Requested by anon What do you mean this is long. God, I am sorry

It had not been the best of days. First you had spent nearly two hours hunting down Mercedes who had disappeared into the woods (once, you had to tell Lucio that one of his dogs had run off and it was an event that did not need repetition). Then you had to clean her of the mud and, to top it all of, one of your spells had pretty much exploded into your face. So no, your mood was not the best. Which you may have made apparent by loudly storming past Lucio’s office.

Maybe not the best communication method. You weren’t even that certain what you expected to come out of it. A bouquet of flowers on your night stand had not been it. But it still made you smile while you drifted off into a well-deserved nap.

Waking up a few hours later, the days had probably not become better - but you were met with the face of your boyfriend, which was an improvement to being alone. He smiled when you opened your eyes, in that timid, cute way you knew the world would never get to see.

“I got you something.” You sat up in bed, glancing at the flowers. For a second, you considered if you were to act like you had never seen them before. “Something better,” he clarified and now you frowned. A frown that deepened when he pushed a little box in your direction. 

“Thanks but - did I miss my own birthday?” You wondered aloud, fiddling with the box, trying to guess its content.

“You were in a bad mood. I do not want you in a bad mood.” 

Who had allowed him to handle his own money? “While that is sweet, you do not have to buy me gifts to cheer me up.” Lucio stared at you like you had just told him that he had forgotten his arm outside. “Just cuddle me. That would work.” And when he still hesitated, you draped yourself over his lap. He got the hint - or maybe playing with your hair was a reflex.

“Uh, you should still open the box, though. Otherwise I can’t give you your engagement ring.”