#Vesuvia the arcana

[macabremayhem]

Ahem. How can I start the conversation? OK, I'll try. How do you do, fellow humans?

Tonight I would like to talk about the setting of the Arcana game. Or, more specifically, its atmosphere, about background illustrations that people usually don't notice and/or don't usually talk about.

I love the Arcana background CGs so much. To be honest, those CGs are what got me into the game.

A little story: 4 or 5 years ago I saw an advertisement of the Arcana for the first time. And when I saw those ads on Instagram, it was so horrible and tasteless, imho. These cringe ads rather repelled me instead of attracting me. I saw it and forgot about it, but then…

Some time later, I started looking for background references for my text-based roleplay and found some beautiful illustrations. I didn't use these illustrations for my text roleplay. Besides, I soon forgot about my roleplay. :D and, in Google, I looked at the descriptions under the illustrations I found: "the Arcana game". I was intrigued. Then I downloaded the game. A few moments later I remembered those stupid ads, but I decided to take a chance.

And then, after the Prologue, I was absolutely fascinated. It had nothing in common with those commercials. The game itself was more beautiful than I'd ever imagined. And here I am :D and here we are.

Back to the background graphics. I am personally humbled and grateful to the original artists for these backgrounds. We love the characters – there's no doubt about that. But this setting and atmosphere wouldn’t be what it is without these illustrations.

I usually refer to photos that I think have "the same vibe" or "this place fits the world of Arcana" when I want to expand the world of the game on my own. Like headcanons, fanfiction, et cetera, you know.

Next I would like to show my selection of such photos. All photos from Instagram, not the Pinterest, as this is the most convenient method of attribution.

And all of these images, you know, I am NOT using for any commercial purposes. Crediting is in the order of the images.

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Okay, let's go. It's not that I'm HCing any specific locations. I can only give a very rough idea of the "location area". You'll see the notes, I hope. Credits and links below. Credits are clickable.

graciousopulence (the main source)

1. clivenichols

2. nationaltrust*

3. bonvoyagecleo

4. gamma_f

5. rcmccloskey

6. designboom*

7. amarosanchezdemoya

8. curly.beard

There are some images that conjure up more specific associations for me.

© devonchurchland*

To be honest, this photo became the indirect reason for this post.

I saw this today and the theme song from the game immediately started playing in my head (can you guess which one?). At the same time, I remembered some of the scenes that take place in our storyline. A lot of the action takes place in the Temple District. Just because… why not? especially when you and your co-author are historians obsessed with religion, lol.

I imagined this picture very vividly:

One of the churches in the Temple District. Silence. Julian sitting in an empty church, deep in thought. Watching how the strip of light from the stained glass window slowly creeping across the floor and the benches, then how the flames of the candles flickering.

He reflects and looks away, shyly, from the instruments of passions and the images of martyrs.

No, he is not religious at all. Just... impressionable. He is only impressionable in that he probably thinks most of the time that he has not yet been struck by lightning because of his impure intentions. Poor boy… 🫀

Ahem. Sorry. I think I got carried away. :D Just look at this last item.

© dumbartonoaks*

Leave your comments and share your thoughts, requests, etc. Ask is open.

[soullessseraphim]

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[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

Vesuvia Weekly: M6's secret insecurities

Julian: his hands. he likes to keep his gloves on for a reason, and it's because as a boy the other kids would call him "skelly fingers" from how bony they were and he never learned to like them as a result

Asra: their teeth. not because he thinks they're in bad shape (though his dental hygiene wasn't always great) but because of how many times he's gone a whole day without realizing there's food in them

Nadia: her speaking. years of speech classes have practically erased it, but she had a speech impediment as a kid that slips out when she's tired and it's the bane of her existence. never mention it please

Muriel: his knees. it was always where his quickly outgrown clothes would tear first and the kids on the street would point when they could see them. the years of scarring on them don't help either

Portia: her hair. the grandmas were loving, but they had their hands full with all the village's children and thick curly locks like hers were deemed "unmanageable". years of self-care are helping that though

Lucio: his slim build. his mother always commented on him being a "frail, weak child" and he's never felt quite bulky enough since. it's why his gauntlet is so big and formed some of his jealousy of Muriel

[bill-y]

Is the arcana fandom still alive? I'm practically quaking in my boots wanting to publish a story about my half baked oc 😔☝️

[blu-raes]

Vesuvia Weekly: Cooking Class, or in this case, a Masterclass in how Not to Cook

I had bigger ideas for this piece, but life and mento iwwness got in the way and I ended up sticking to the original idea

Based on an...unfortunately true story of me trying to cook soup solo

He had a recipe, alright. A recipe for disaster.

[greyspirehollow]

Vesuvia weekly ; First kiss with the courtiers 🎉

Pairing : The courtiers x reader

Fandom : The Arcana visual novel

Warnings : none. Just fluff.

Valdemar:

You're the one who initiated the idea of a kiss. You had noticed how affectionate gestures didn't come out naturally or often on their part (at least not in the conventional way) ; and so you wanted to try and gently suggest it.

Confused at first ; They had forgotten what a kiss felt like, or how to do it properly.

They will need to practice by just kissing your cheek from time to time, just to get used to the way they need to purse their lips and the feeling of something against them.

A week or two later, they will gently grab you by the arm and drag you somewhere quiet ; they will slightly push you against the wall, their eyes never leaving yours as they paused, and eventually, they lean in carefully to meet your lips with their own

it's pretty calculated and thought out to begin with, almost mechanical. You didn't blame them ; it must have been a while. As they part away, you gently whisper : "try not to think about it. Go with the feeling..."

And you both go in for another one. This time, they manage to make their lips dance with yours softly for a while, before parting away. You could swear their cheeks had tinted in a warmer hue than usual.

Vulgora:

uhm... Force.

Prepare to have your breath taken away.

They are the one who brought up the idea. Ever since you've been together, you've had your fair share of energetic and violent displays of affection. Whether it was carrying you around while chuckling like a madman or threatening anyone that made you upset ; or having your cheeks pampered with tons of kisses when no one was looking.

They are all jumpy when you agree to come with them in a less crowded corner. They look at you with a wide excited toothy grin as you rest your hands onto their shoulders and start to lean in. You barely have time to process it ; their lips crash into yours with passion.

It's heated and full of energy, yet you can sense they're afraid that it might be a bit too much for you. That doesn't stop them from kissing you so agressively ; but not aggressive in the painful sense, more the overwhelming way. They are so excited, have so much love to give you that they can't think of any other way to convey it all.

Once your lips part, you gasp for air, looking at them, baffled. You know they were a handful, but damn. Not that you minded. "Phew, that was... That was something else." you breathe out, their contagious grin spreading across your own face. Before you know it, your face is getting attacked with kisses again.

Will brag about it in an argument ; "AND I KISS MY PARTNER SO WELL THEY'RE ALWAYS BREATHLESS AFTERWARDS, TWAT!!" or something similar.

Vlastomil:

He has kissed before, he's just not exceptional at it. He's not bad at it, don't make me say what I didn't say ; he's simply good.

You nearly brought up the idea at the same time ; and yet none of you said it out loud. One night, sitting next to each other, you just looked at one another and leaned in at the same time, closing your eyes and meeting your lips with surprising harmony in your timing. This was the moment. This was right. It's as if things had fallen into place : nothing pushed you or held you back.

His lips are surprisingly soft. You'd expected them to at least tingle because of their little beard, but not even. They were a tad moist, but that was to be expected.

Once your lips part you can't help but look fondly into each other's eyes, your hands intertwined, as you just let the moment sink in.

Volta:

The idea had been swirling around in her head for a while now. But she never brought it up. She was much too shy. Holding hands was already making a stuttering mess out of her, so a kiss?? It doesn't mean she doesn't want to, it just flusters her beyond what's reasonable.

When you bring it up to her, the sweet potato will go bright red, nod, and look at you with big expectant eyes.

You have to lean down to bring yourself to her level and she has to be on her tippy toes to reach you. She'll close her eyes tightly, purse her lips and go in for a smooch. It doesn't last too long, maybe half a second, but it seems to be enough for her.

She'll never dare to do anything too involved in terms of kisses, so take it slow with her. But after that, she will tug at your sleeve and timidly ask for a kiss more often (and how the hell could you even think about denying her?).

Valerius:

The most skilled out of everyone. And believe it or not, you didn't even have to think about introducing him to the idea. Ever since you've confessed to him, he knew he would kiss you. And that didn't seem to be negociable. But when would be the right time...?

It was during a party. Just a small annual gathering. But he'd noticed how the nobles seemed to gravitate around you. He didn't like that one bit. He frowned, walking towards your little group, before swiftly snatching you away with a defty hand to your waist and a kiss to your lips

Oh. Gods. You had not expected that at all. His lips linger on yours, the warm taste of wine sweeping across your mouth as he moves his against yours. You can't help but hold onto his shoulders, closing your eyes and savoring the moment. The other nobles, after a while, seemingly uncomfortable, leave you and the Consul alone.

After your lips part, you look at him with a cheeky grin "Did Lucio teach you?", you ask. He groaned, rolled his eyes and swirled his wine before taking a sip out of it "I taught Lucio" he replies, avoiding looking at your eyes.

[valdemarfuckers]

when valdemar says something very valdemarish and the only dialog options are to either be scared or be confused

[mermaidchan05]

Vesuvia Weekly: Eggies

Baby fever doesn't only apply to humans!

So have a Faust and her eggs!

[vodyaniks]

Don't want to clean this up but still want to participate! :)) so here are some sketches of my mc - Maya and Julian existing together

Her familiar is a giant black dog who is always glad to pin Julian to the bed so he is forced to sleep

Ask stupid questions get stupid answers))))

Maya is very cute and sweet with her loved ones/friends but anyone else won't get any mercy

[e1i-neverrests]

Vesuvia Weekly: You Know Me Too Well

Little headcanon/drabble for Vesuvia Weekly prompt “What Nobody Else Knows” featuring my MC and his dears! (Featuring a little doodle at the end)

Asra discovered a wonderful little secret early-on in their relationship pre-plague

How to make Lys fall asleep

It doesn’t matter what he’s doing or where he is, all Asra has to do is gently drag their finger down Lys’ nose bridge, and he’s out.

They take full advantage of this, of course

Lys is stressing out after a particularly rude customer? It’s nap time

Post-revival Lys going through those pesky memory headaches? Can’t remember things if you’re sleeping!

Lys wakes up in the middle of the night because Asra’s midnight snack experiment went wrong?

Nuh uh no he didn’t

Lys doesn’t mind it (he could really use the rest) unless Asra is actively trying to get away with mischief

The first time this happened in front of Muriel though…

“He’s been going on for half an hour…” “You’re right, we should do something about it.” “Yeah but what?” “Trust me, I got this”

Asra walks over to where Lys is pacing back and forth, catching his hands in their own. Lys startles, taken out of his angry ranting to look up at Asra, confused. “You worry too much, silly. It’s nap time.” Asra’s hands trail up his arms, one now gently cupping his cheek. The other pushes Lys’ glasses up to sit at the top of his head before carefully dragging their thumb down his forehead and nose a few times.

“Wh- what was that? What did you do???” Muriel looks on in confusion and a bit of concern as Lys goes quiet, dead asleep while standing. Asra just turns to him with a smile. “My secret weapon! Works every time, and he always wakes up calm." "…Let’s make some tea just in case.”

POV: You're Muriel

[paperstarwriters]

Ah, the greed of a siren. He doesn’t want to ever let you go.

I was kinda hoping I'd be able to complete a part two to my MerMay fic within the may range, but as my summer semester begins to kick into gear and several tasks are pulling me every which way, and the mermaid section of my writer brain seems to be clogged so have this doodle I did instead lol

Siren Muriel loosely inspired off of my Abyssmal fic

[thearcanawriter]

Vesuvia Weekly prompt: When MC watches M6 sleep

𝑨𝒔𝒓𝒂 ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

-𝚂𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚡 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚠𝚘

-𝙿𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛

-𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜 (𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚜, 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚎𝚝𝚌) 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜

𝑵𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

-𝚂𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍

-𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘, 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚙 𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢

-𝙸𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜, (𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗) 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜

𝑱𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒏⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

-𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎

-𝙰 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛, 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐

-𝚁𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕? 𝚈𝚎𝚜. 𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚜? 𝚈𝚎𝚜. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐? 𝚈𝚎𝚜. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢. 𝙷𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑

𝑴𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

-𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢

-𝙷𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜.

-𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙

-𝚂𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎

𝑷𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒂⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

-𝙳𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚒𝚣𝚎, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛

-𝙸𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜

-𝚆𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙿𝚎𝚙𝚒, 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜

𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒐⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

-𝚂𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠, 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚐𝚜. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍

-𝙰 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛, 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢. 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎.

-𝙷𝚒𝚜 '𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑' 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

Vesuvia Weekly: How M6 talk in their sleep

Julian: stirs and mumbles in his sleep, somehow even more dramatic than he is when he's awake: "to the ships! the ships! nooo, they're alight! summon the honkswingers!" *wakes up mid-fall to the floor*

Asra: talks in their sleep almost every night and it's mumbled whimsy, complete with little sighs, hums, and lip smacking. You do hear your and Faust's names regularly: "bouncy boing on a bubble, boo..."

Nadia: rarely talks in her sleep, and refuses to believe it happens at all. it's always one sentence, spoken clear as day, with no warning and no context: "If you stay on the smoke stage you'll fall asleep."

Muriel: mutters in his sleep every now and then, but you can tell they're just fragments of the conversation he's having in his dream: "you should ... leaf shadows ... good 'nanna ... eels ... *content sigh*"

Portia: like her brother, she has a lot to say and she's saying it loudly and nightly. the difference is that it's her brain's continuation of the day's gossip: "the chamberlain did what? onion pies?! NO!"

Lucio: snores more than he talks. he only does so when his dream has an intense emotional effect on him, which is to make him laugh or cry (or both): "GOAT IN BOOTS? BWAHAHAHA - ... momma?"

[samtheplatypus]

Mermay Delian

I've had this for like a month, and hey I can post it know, and just in time for Vesuvia Weekly, who would have thought XD

I just post about the ship lol

I'll try to mix things up (just try)

[blu-raes]

behold, the absolute behemoth of a 5 page comic I thought I could feasibly draw in under 3 days

@nabesthetics has often joked that Malak would send the apprentice Julian's discarded love letters, and in spirit of the Vesuvia Weekly prompt, I decided to take that idea and run with it 三三ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

[greyspirehollow]

Vesuvia weekly ; Watching the courtiers sleep!

Pairing : The courtiers x reader

Fandom : The Arcana visual novel

Warnings : none. Pure fluff.

You were simply walking down the corridors of the third floor of the palace, simply curious about what was there, since you had never visited before. However, you stumble upon their doors slightly ajar...

Valdemar :

You either see them lying on their back with their hands on their chest or on their side. The cover hides basically all of them except for their head. They lay down almost perfectly flat. They do not make a single noise ; if you didn't see their chest softly rising and falling you'd think they were dead.

They look shockingly peaceful and comfortable. You envy them.

They're actually a heavy sleeper (they have to sleep for three days like come on) but they would know if you were to even take a single step in their room and you'd die on spot.

But when they're awake they are like... Awake.

Vulgora :

You hear them before you even see them. They snore. Loudly.

S̷N̸O̴R̵E̶

They're sprawled out onto their bead like a star, either on their back or stomach. The covers are covering barely half of their body.

Ś̵̺Ň̶̲O̸͉͗Ṛ̶̛E̷̤̒

They're a heavy sleeper and move around a lot while asleep.

S̵̰̿Ñ̶͇̜͠Ö̷̞̲͘͝R̸̭͍̆E̴̖͋

They wake up before the sun ; because the sun is lazy. They are better than the sun. They're faster, stronger, brighter, and they have more gas.

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Volta :

She's all curled up into a ball under her covers, like a little bird in its nest. Her breath whistles slightly in the night and she covers her ears with her blanket.

The little pair of wings on her head flutter here and there, and she does move around a lot, but tries her best to hide her face and ears for some reason.

Very light sleeper ; the sound of your breathing could wake her up

Tries to keep herself as warm as she can.

Vlastomil :

He, unsurprisingly, is snuggled up in his covers like a burrito. Reject humanity, return to worm. He wiggles around in his sleep sometimes, in a circular pattern, clockwise.

And when he's completed the circle, he wakes up.

Pretty average sleeper, goes through the normal phases of sleep and actually has pretty restful nights... If you forget about the moisture.

He sweats a lot, despite loving to be wrapped in his blanket like that.

Valerius :

Probably the most normal of them all. You find him sleeping on his back, one arm behind his head and his other hand resting on his chest, the covers up to his torso.

He keeps his hair in a bun for the night

Does have trouble falling asleep sometimes

Bonus! - Cuddling with the courtiers!

Valdemar :

1. Big spoon (to your great surprise)

2. Onto you weighed blanket style

Shockingly gentle yet firm grip ; they love the warmth and softness of you but will never admit it.

Vulgora :

1. Crushes you. Prepare to try not to suffocate. Sprawled out onto you as if they were sleeping normally.

2. The same but while holding you.

Firm grip, but will loosen it when they hear you can barely breathe. Loves your scent.

Volta :

1. Hold her close to you, envelop her in your arms and keep her safe. Loves your warmth too, and insists you're entirely covered in the blanket as well.

2. Small spoon, and clings to your hands.

Doesn't hold on to you, prefers being held by you to feel safe.

Vlastomil :

1. Coils around you worm style.

2. But likes to be held too.

Will profusely apologize about sweating too much.

Downsides : he takes the covers all to himself.

Valerius :

1. Small spoon. I rest my case.

Will act as if he is simply ok with it and doesn't enjoy it as much as he does.

You better not talk about this to anyone, he'll... Do nothing, he loves you too much.