The Arcana One Shots( Request are: OPEN)

Flames 🌹Lucio xreader🌹

Part one
Y/n's pov

I walk down the hall way where the deceased Count's room is. The dogs rest their snoots on the stairs. They slowly open one red eye each as I reach the landing on the stairs. They raise their head and trot over. " Hey, babies. How was your nap?" I ask the dogs, kneeling down to pat their heads. The dogs swirl around me. The count had died a few days ago by being burnt. The strange thing about his death is that the sheets weren't burnt. No scorch marks or anything. So, I came here for any answers I could find. I stand up as I see a dash of white slide passed me. I freeze, debating whether to move towards it. I walk forward into the room, a few minutes after the white blur. I open the worn oak door and close it behind me. I look around the room, eyes stinging. The count and I had grown closer before he died. I see the room covered with some ash. I walk around. My eyes dashing around. I hear a shriek and fall back. My breath speeds up. I get up, trying to find it again. My e/c orbs dashing around. I jump two feet in the air when something runs in through the door. The two white hounds dash through the door. They look at me with an innocent expression on their faces. I take a deep breath as I calm down. " Thanks for scaring me." You say, hands on my hips. " It wasn't their fault. Don't you remember that you closed the door? " I hear a voice I haven't heard since he burned. " Count?" You ask, flipping around. " What did I tell you about calling me that?" The sly voice said. The familiar red and white eyes face back. I look him up and down. He was a goat humanoid. You look at him, gaping. " Yes, I know. I don't look the best. But maybe my magician knows a spell? " He asks. You nod, still stunned. You reach your hand out and touch his hand. The ghost of a touch runs across your skin. You reach into your bag and pull out a book. You search around in the calming pages, they reminded you of your home. Asra's magic whispers from the pages. Lucio knew not to bother you from the many times you snapped at him for bothering you. " I think I have something. But I need something for it filled with your magic." I call out to him. He looks around. I hear a crash and see the dogs waltzing over to us, Lucio's golden arm in mouth. I reach it out and nod, " This will work. By there's something you need to know..." I say. " Whatever it is, I don't care. Please, just cast the spell or whatever. " He said. You glare at him. " You know how your linked to this room? Instead, you'll be bound to me. " You say. The Count looked almost excited when those words left my mouth. He walks over, nodding. I focus on Lucio's image in my mind, as I slice a thin line in my palm. Red swirls around Lucio. When everything clears, you see Lucio gazing back at you. The Lucio you had grown to be done of. " I look magnificent." Lucio says, looking at himself in a mirror. I roll my eyes. " Don't you think so?" He says, a seductive smirk on his face. You look away and begin walking out of the room.