#My Apprentice

[smilelikeanhyde]

I spent like three days drawing my apprentice in the Arcana style and still I’m not 100% sold, but I’ve given enough of my blood for this, so I’m gonna go back to my comfort sketchy style till I recover. Here is also Musa full body, as you can see shoes are not a thing in this house, and Musa beside Asra to compare heights (yes, they’re huggable size)

Ps: I’ve seen so many cool apprentices going around, I’d be happy to draw them or do art trade ;_; feel free to dm me

[iridescent-solstice]

"Asra . . ?" Her whisper catches his attention right away.

Exhaling with a low whistle, Asra gently lets the book that he had been preoccupied with fall to her back with a dull thud. His hazy lavender eyes, which glitter in the warm glow of the sunset, are now fixated on Estrella's sweet face that rests peacefully ontop of his chest. With his arms laid wrapped snuggly around her waist, he gives her an encouraging smile. Urging her to continue. She's hesitant. But his smile is enough to shoo away all her doubts.

Sighing, she leans forward and pulls herself closer to him. Not stopping until her head lays right under his chin. His hand immediately tangling itself in her messy hair. Gently scratching her scalp while hers falls to his bicep. If his self-control wasn't so strong, he'd almost sigh wishfully at the feeling of her freshly painted nails that would sometimes absentmindedly curl ever so slightly against his arm. A pleasant scratching sensation that almost makes his imagination go wild. Almost.

"You know . . . Actually, I might be overthinking this but . . . Have you noticed how everyone gawks at us whenever we go out together?" The hand petting her head freezes up. Rigid as if turned to stone. His smile falters immediately. Do they know what happened? His mind begins to jump at all sorts of conclusions. He's never stayed anywhere long enough to face a situation like this . . . He's conflicted. Subconsciously he pulls her closer than before if that's even possible. A million thoughts began to run through his head. At a speed he didn't even know was possible. Lips part to explain, to try and make an excuse, but he even craft a single coherent thought. Luckily, she beats him to it.

"Maybeee it's a sign that you're not the fashionista you think you are? Might wanna get a new wardrobe soon mister magician man." Her lips twist up as she looks up at him. Her teasing tone cut through all of his inner ramblings like a steel cold knife. He’s back here again. With her and her horrible jests that instantly put him at ease.

Her cheeky impish smile grows as she giggles at him rolling his eyes at her. "Me?" He raises his brow at her while she chuckles. "Yes you," she replies while poking his nose. He scrunches it up playfully with a slight grin before darting forward to nip at her index finger making her yelp and pull away her hand away. He grins as she narrows her eyes at his. Bright vermillion ones stare into his equally stubborn orchid coloured one. "So says the one that keeps stealing all my shirts," he teases, and she huffs. "So says the one who keeps swaddling me in his scarves and throwing his gigantic coat at me." He laughs again before pulling her closer. burying his head in the crook of her neck. "It's not gigantic, you're just tiny"

"Am not . . ." "Are too~" ". . . " " . . . infact i've never seen anyone as tiny as yo-" "Shut up Asra."

[ ᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴇʀꜱ ʙʏ: @chachachannah]

Proofread but some errors probably made their way in somehow oops . . .

[adelia-the-apprentice]

Just a happy guy and his half-fish wife

[milo-media]

I then showed him the internet, where there are many bugs.

He loves bugs.

[anni1600]

I tried to revamp my OC Dahlia once again

Behold

[endupherefic]

I promise I'm still working on the next chapter. It's just gotten away from me (as I should've expected) and it's now taking longer for me to edit (because I keep adding things, whoops). But here is a sneak peek!

“Your past was rife with confusion, and the feeling that you were stuck,” Bakuli speaks, and her voice seems to take on an air of quiet confidence, “You were ready for change, for adventure, but in your youth, you were aimless. Good for you for breaking out of that and seeking more.” This last part she adds with a proud smile. She moves on to the next card.

“Ten of Wands, upright. The present,” she continues, “You have new responsibilities in life. You’ve come a long way from where you were, and now your hard work has paid off. But that doesn’t mean the hard work is finished. You may be prone to stress and feeling overworked, so make sure you take care of yourself.”

“Sounds about right,” Julian posits, making Bakuli laugh a little before she moves on to the final card. Julian finds himself tensing as her fingers grip the edge of the card and flip it over. She reveals a giant raven, bound in red rope. A shiver runs up Julian’s spine.

[bakuliwrites]

Chapter four of EUH: Reworked goes up this weekend :) For now, here's a little peek at Julian and Bakuli's late night conversations at the Raven

“You’re in luck! I love to write Prakran poetry,” Bakuli admits, fidgeting with a loose string on her shirt.

“You’ll have to share some with me,” Julian speaks, and they switch to chattering in Prakran for a while.

“You speak well,” the magician compliments after a while, and Julian can’t help but notice the soft blush dusting her cheeks. Maybe it’s the drinks or the late hour. Or maybe, just maybe-

Can’t go down that path, old boy, Julian scolds himself, taking a deep breath and another swig of his Bitters, That’ll lead to all sorts of trouble.

“What’s Nevivon like?” Bakuli eventually asks and settles in to listen to tales of Julian’s childhood. He finds himself baring it all: the shipwreck, the death of his parents, Lilinka and Mazelinka taking him and Pasha in. Bakuli listens intently, head resting on her hand as Julian weaves her the story of his upbringing; the joy he found in Nevivon; and the itch he had to travel the world. He says nothing about Lucio as he describes his time apprenticing for Nazali but doesn’t spare any detail when it comes to recounting all the other adventures he’s had.

[imjustfloatingaway]

i may have drawn my apprentice’s head WAY too big but at least i did an art

enjoy this wip with my oc’s hella thick arms :3

[a1apprenticesauce]

Still a WIP but my baby girl looks so good 🥹🥹🥹

[smilelikeanhyde]

Asra’s route, book VII, yes, THAT scene.

But also, some “before the plague” soft/angsty mood, Asra and Musa at their second Masquerade:

“Asra is such a good dancer. What I don’t know is that they learned to dance because I loved it, I asked them to dance with me at every Masquerade. He got better and better every year just to impress me.

He stopped dancing altogether once I died.”

[iridescent-solstice]

Despite his best attempts, the curtains do very little at preventing the harsh rays of light from entering.

Asra tried to hide his over-the-top concern for her wellbeing. But actions often speak louder than words. Estrella's new skittish nature worried him to no end. So even in the realm of sleep, it was almost guaranteed to be surrounded by blankets and him. Wrapped up in his sunset-coloured arms and pressed up against his silky-smooth shirt with his head resting atop of hers.

A baby. He’s cradling her close like one does a baby. And does she mind? Not one bit. 

But the sunlight? That she does mind. There’s only so much of it she can handle before it stirs her awake. With a muffled squeak she can’t help but stretch out in his arms like a newborn kitten. Her fatigued bleary eyes open to see his handsome face staring down at her. A smirk painting his lips, "comfy?" Shaking her head she points at the window. His mysterious purple eyes follow the movement before he snickers. His arms tighten in response, and he sleepily rolls over. On top of her. She whines at the sudden change. But the moment Asra’s soothing hand rubs her back, and his warm lips peck her forehead. Suddenly, she can’t find it in herself to complain. Plus, the light is no long hitting her face so . . .

[ ᴅɪᴠɪᴅᴇʀꜱ ʙʏ: @animatedglittergraphics-n-more ]

There was more to this, but my brain died halfway oop

[adelia-the-apprentice]

He needs sleep

(Two alternatives, one of them GOTTA WORK)

[tooquirkytolose]

Dark Magicks

[quotidianish]

This episode of bluey is called saw!

[iridescent-solstice]

I love literally so much about this illustration! You have no idea 😭🤌

been wanting to draw a scene from my fic for a while and finally got around to it 😭 I was gonna make more originally but this took so long

[joneevarts]

Sky grampa and vertigo edgelord <3