The Arcana Imagines (SFW | NSFW)

how do you get these tf

Did I mention these exist?

Just leaving them here.

Y'all are crazy, anybody ever told you that?

If you want to see some short writing to any of the Imagines that are to be released, let me know tho. Obviously that won't cost you anything.

& of course you are still encouraged to write anything you want based on this blog's content.

That's all for now & sorry for the inconvenience.

Imagine the first time you’re about to do it with Asra and he notices your self harm scars Requested by anon

Trigger Warning: Self Harm

Lips pressed against your neck, hands on your hips. Your lips were wrapped around Asra’s middle, he was chest to chest with you - though with his scent wavering around you two, he might as well have been everywhere. 

Slowly, his hands went to draw your shirt up your body, high, higher, then over your head and - “What -?” And in a matter of seconds, you knew your quickened heart beat was no longer caused solely by Asra’s presence.

“What - happened here?” His voice was barely louder than a whisper as his fingers trailed over the fading scars on your stomach, your wrists. When you opened your mouth to respond, to explain, nothing but a choked sob came out. Which, in return, made Asra’s hug tighten. And for a moment, you sad in the dark room, him just holding you.

iImagine Muriel with an apprentice that had heterochromia and is extremely self-conscious about it Requested by anon

"See yourself through my eyes."

The softly spoken sentence disturbed the silence that had fallen over the hut. Inanna had her head rested on your feet as you sat on the bed, knees drawn up against your chest, chin resting on top. You had not heard Muriel enter and you didn't raise your head when he spoke to you. Even though hearing him speak was an event in itself.

"What is there to see?"

You felt the worn out mattress dip when he sat down next to you but your head still didn't turn. Instead you took turns opening one eye at a time. Left. Right. Left. Right. Brown. Blue. Brown. Blue. It was then that he took your head in his hand and turned it so you had to face him. His expression didn't reveal much, though you had learned to peak through the cracks. Was he worried? Not quite. But certainly troubled by something.

"You are beautiful. You shouldn't hide because you are special." His words sent you in a moment of silent shock. You weren't special, even less were you beautiful. Broken was what you were. Cursed.

He kissed you when you did not respond. And you leaned into it, melting quickly against his soft chest. Melting more when you felt more than heard his word against your lips, barely more than a breath but powerful enough to fill the entire hut.

"I spent my life hiding from the world. Don't repeat that."

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.