"The Arcana" characters X Reader, as the book name states. Fluff, angst, smut and other stuff inside!
Requests are open.
Yes, I've sold my soul to this game.
So, on fb there was a request, asking to do a fanfic with..
Well, idk how to explain, you'll just have to read it.
⚠Angst, slight smut?
Dis is Quaestor Devorak
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"You.. What?"
I couldn't believe what I just heard. No, this can't be true, this can't--
"I.. Met someone else. And I've chosen to be with them. I'm sorry, Y/N".
Julian hung his head in an apologizing manner. His eyes were fixed on the ground, ignoring mine.
"Thank you for everything you've done to me, but.."
Ilya didn't finish his sentence. I started quietly sobbing. I looked at him once more, hoping he'll look up with a smug grin and say, that he's joking.
But he didn't.
He did look up, but without a grin, without a smile. Just with glassy eyes and low lips.
"I hope you can forgive me".
I balled my fists and released them. I was in such pain that I didn't even cry. I just.. My heart. It just broke. Ripped to shreds, leaving an empty slot.
"Can we hug? For goodbyes" I whispered. Julian nodded, and gently, yet carefully enveloped me in a small hug.
"I'll leave now, and try not to get in your hair" he turned around and left the shop. For ever.
I slumped on the bed and started crying.
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Julian ran trough the streets, having one goal in mind. He had to get there as soon as he could. He missed *him*.
*He* was like him, but totaly different at the same time. He knew what Jules wanted, and was dominant. He had black hair and split eyes, walked around with a white coat. Julian, here, had auburn hair, gray eyes and a black coat.
But both of them had the same name. Except, one of them had a title, and was adressed as Quaestor Devorak.
Oh, he also had sharp teeth. And Ilya loves them.
Julian barged into the dungeon, making the Quaestor turn. "Q-Quaestor" his lips quivered "I am yours now. Only yours".
Quaestor rose from his seat in front of a desk, full of papers and jarred blood. He approached Julian, making his breath heave.
"Very well~" the Quaestor hummed, staring into Julian's eyes "I know how to treat you, then..~".
Julian whimpered in impatience as Quaestor Devorak pulled back and approached his table, unlocking a secret drawer. Out of it, he pulled.. A long rope.
"Come here" Devorak commanded, and Julian, as a dog, jumped to him. "Bend over the desk".
Julian obeyed.
The Quaestor pressed against his ass, taking both of his arms and started tying them together. He leaned to Jules ear and whispered, licking his earlobe and not forgetting to add some teeth.
