#arcana satrinava sisters

[snobgoblin]

I am trying to figure out how to draw these characters waugh

[thefishermansharbor]

What does the arcana do when they’re caught making out with you?

The arcana x GN!Reader   

Synopsis: This won my most recent poll, so how do the main 6 in the arcana react to someone walking in on them kissing their partner?

Asra Alnazar:

He kisses you more passionately as to prove how much he loves you in front of people. He doesn’t even notice the other person for a solid minute.

If you’re conscious or embarrassed about it, he’ll happily stop. He might stop physically - but while he’s waiting for you guys to find a more private spot, he’s fantasizing about you. 

He’s completely guiltless about it as well. Doesn’t feel a tad of embarrassment or shame. Although he does blush a bit, but that’s because of his attraction to you. Not because of the situation.

The thing he might do however is politely excuse you both from the person who walked in on you. 

“O great magicians, the countess has requested an audience with you!” The chamberlain shouted, from outside your room. Displeased at your lack of response, the chamberlain shouts once more. “O great magicians, COME AT ONCE!” They sighed, shaking their head before shoving the door open. 

“ … Magicians?” 

You’re sat on Asra’s lap, facing him. The two of you are kissing passionately and there are several lipstick stains of your shade of lipstick going down his neck and around his face. He seems to be happy as ever, not even noticing the shouting from the chamberlain. 

“ .. MAGICIANS!” 

Asra rolls his eyes and looks over, breaking away from the kiss. Staring at the chamberlain, he says casually, “ .. oh, it’s you. Hello.” You slowly get off of Asra and wave awkwardly. He smiles, “ tell Nadi we’ll be there in five minutes.” Before the chamberlain can respond, Asra pulls you in again. Not caring at all for the poor chamberlain who’s stood in the doorway stunned and weirded out.

Nadia Satrinava:

Depending on who it is, she’s either only a little embarrassed or super embarrassed. There is no in-between.

If it’s a palace servant, she’ll simply blush a bit but quickly recollect herself and help with whatever task is in need of her attention. 

If it’s a friend or family member, she stutters awkwardly and is more or less unable to reply normally. She just stands there in silence but in her head she’s screaming. 

She’s not ashamed of you at all - she just wants to keep her private time private when it comes to servants, and with her family - she doesn’t tell them much and most likely didn’t tell them about your relationship yet if she wasn’t 100% sure you were the one.

Nasmira is watering the garden, one of her favorite parts of the vesuvian castle. She adores the little grass labyrinth behind the palace, and always tends to it when visiting her dear sister. She snipped off stray branches and leaves, and then crossed the corner to move ahead. 

She paused as she you and Nadia together, kissing. You have your hands running through Nadia’s long hair, and she’s rubbing circles onto your back while you both are immersed in each other. 

“DiDi?” Nasmira says, surprised to see you and Nadia.. Like that.

Nadia turns, and shrieks before covering her mouth. “Oh my! Mira, I– I–..” She immediately lets go off you and steps a foot or so away from you. “Why, I wasn’t expecting your company today..” She says, her face covered in a pinkish blush. 

“ .. Now I know why you talked so fondly of your magician friend.” Nasmira teases, smiling warmly at the both of you.

Julian Devorak:

He blushes slightly, but doesn’t really care. He’s happy when he’s around you, and not much could possibly sour his mood whenever you’re around. 

Is very polite about it. He’ll stop kissing you and focus his energy on the other person, but will still want to be showing you appreciation by having an arm wrapped around your waist, or holding your hand.

He doesn’t feel the need to keep going as soon as the person leaves, but he will if that’s what you want. He’ll do whatever you want <3

Julian peppered your face in kisses, sat in the living room of Mazelinka’s house. He moved over to your lips, kissing you passionately and planting his hands on your torso and waist. He felt as if he were on cloud 9, so infatuated with you and all of your quirks and kinks.

A figure came back through from the kitchen, carrying a large bowl of soup and staring impatiently back at the two of you.

“ oh ho ho, Am I interrupting something?” Mazelinka said with a smirk. Shaking her head at the display of love you two were undergoing in her living room. 

Julian moves his head back, stopping the kiss. His hands still lingered on your body, but he turned over to look at the older woman. “No, not at all. We were..” He cleared his throat. “ .. just being in each others’ presence.” 

“ Oh no, continue. I could use more grandchildren, it’s been a while since I’ve had some children to look after. But just not here – I’m trying to eat.” She sipped at her soup, staring at the two of you and then at the door. “ GO! I’ll only be alive for so many more years, you two could stand to speed up the process a bit..” 

He just laughed and smiled, interlocking his fingers with yours. 

Muriel the outsider:

Is the most embarrassed out of everyone else on the list. He’s blushing furiously and goes extremely quiet and timid.

He’s already nervous in front of people - he definitely doesn’t need this extra attention! Poor guy covers his mouth with his hands, as if to conceal the fact that you’ve just been kissing. 

He lets you smooth it over - he couldn’t handle talking to anyone else but you after that embarrassing incident! He’s completely and utterly horrified to say the least.

Just sort of stares at the person. To any normal person, it’d look like he was glaring to high hell but to him he’s just afraid of having to deal with it.

After a long day, Muriel  couldn’t have thought of anything better than to go home with you and have a ‘loving’ session. You two were on top of the rug in front of the fire at his hut, he was kissing your neck and shoulder. He felt so loved and appreciated.

The keylock jingled, and Asra walked through. 

“Muriellll~!” He said in a sing-song voice. “I can’t find [Name], have you seen the–... oh.”

Muriel stares at him blankly. A mix of shock and shame washing over him at once. You smile, and stand up to go hug and greet Asra. He covers his face with his left hand, his eyes never leave the floor as he can feel himself go beetroot red. He can’t help it, he’s just so confused on why he didn’t hear Asra come in and why he didn’t spare himself this situation.

Lucio Morgasson: 

Isn’t embarrassed at all. If anything, he’s angry. He thinks the person has a lot of nerve bothering him while he’s trying to enjoy his private time with his lover, how foolish of them. 

He probably either insults them or shouts at them, to which you have to tell him not to and that it’s totally fine.

If the other person is grossed out, you’re probably the one smoothing the  situation over entirely. 

His logic is ‘ I’m count and I say the shit I want.’ So he feels no remorse for shotuing at the other person either.

Lucio’s eyes traced the outline of your body with a feverish grin. He couldn’t stop himself from grabbing you by the arms and going in for a deep and long kiss. Neither one of you breaks until you’re both almost out of breath, in which you give it a minute before going back to it. 

A servant whips past the two of you, accidentally splitting you apart. The poor servant doesn’t even notice as they hurry past you and start scrubbing a spill from earlier. Lucio looks down at them in silent outrage. 

“ Do you know who I am? It is I, your very count! How dare you interrupt my private time!” He yells, the servant looks up nervously. 

“ oh, my lord! I’m so sorry my lord, please I didn’t mean it!”  they beg. 

Lucio spits at them, “ – leave my sight, please.” He shakes his head as they scamper off in fear. “ Get lost! You’re fortunate I don’t fire you!” All you can do is give them an empathetic look before tangling yourself once more with your lover.

Note:

Hello! So sorry I've been gone, my account got hacked and I had to make a new one entirely. How annoying is that? Very annoying! Don't worry though, I'll be reposting my old content as well as coming back with all of my new work.

[mashup-writing]

Across my Memories; Nadia Satrinava (The Arcana)

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Requested? ❌

"Time, curious time; Gave me no compasses, gave me no signs."

Summary: Nadia is Three when she first experienced walking through her dreams and a long time has passed from her memory of it to the present. There is a realization to be made but she's not there just yet.

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

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She doesn't remember leaving the palace, isn't even sure she's left her room at all after closing her eyes in her bed. But somehow she's here, and the sun in out and the winds are gentle.

Her eyes take in the endless grass plains, stunned and disbelieving all at once. She was sure it was nighttime, because it was bedtime.

"Hello!"

Nadia whips around, startled by the sound of a chirpy voice behind her. There stands a child infront of her, posture entirely too relaxed with a beaming smile on their face-

"Would you like a lemon-rind?"

In all her three years of experience with her sisters so far, all Nadia remembers is the frustration of when they'd take things from her- Under the impression she was weak. So when she sees the other child's carefree smile with scrunched eyes, outstreched hands holding a bag of candied lemon-rinds;

"They're my favourite! Maybe they can be yours too?"

Nadia accepts, and she feels happy when the bright smile manages to brighten even more. She sits down on the grass with the other child, happily thinking that she can make a friend now.

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Nadia sighs as she leans back into her chair, a hand coming up to rub at her temple as she scowls at the tax papers infront of her. She is glad that the city is doing well for itself and that the funds are being put to proper use- But that does not mean that she has to enjoy the numbers' penchant to make her feel cross-eyed and nauseated with their presence.

She does not know how long she sits there, zoning out. Only that her shoulders lift in relief when your voice floats from the study's entryway, calling her attention in that soft manner you've always reserved for her when she's at work.

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything important."

The Countess smiles at you, a hand outstretched towards you; A beckon for you to come close. You move without needing to think of it, and Nadia smiles at the way your hand fits in hers so perfectly.

"I'm afraid that taxes are indeed important. But fortunately it is the headache they induce which you are currently interrupting, nuri aljamil."

The Prakan nickname softens your heart and you lean down to place a kiss to the top of her head. You let your lips linger as your beloved lets out a sigh of contentment at the gesture.

"Sometimes I find that a snack break is what's needed to get through rigorous work. These aren't very common now that the fruit is out of season, but luckily I've managed to find some out in the market today- Would you like a lemon-rind?"

Nadia's brow furrows as she leans away from you, eyes narrowed but lost as if she's trying to find something she doesn't quite know to look for.

You mistake her reaction for confusion, maybe she thinks you're offering her actual lemon rinds? You hasten to explain the misunderstanding.

"Candied lemon-rinds! Not the lemon rinds of freshly peeled lemons!"

Her expression does not change and her eyes only narrow further, and you're not quite sure it's a misunderstanding of contexts anymore but neither do you know what it is that your Countess is reaching for in that mind of hers- So you continue your explanation.

"They're my favourite, maybe... They can be yours too?"

You smile and bring out your other hand from behind your back, revealing a bag of candied lemon-rinds. Nadia stares at the candies for a moment before she looks back to you with a small smile.

"Thank you, hayati."

You beam at her and take a piece for yourself before earnestly placing it in your mouth.

Nadia doesn't know why it feels as though she's heard those words before. She can't remember when or where and that inability to grasp at a faded memory feels like an uncomfortable itch at her side.

An itch that she cannot reach.

The mystery can wait however, for the moment that she bites down on the lemon-rind you offered her, she finds that these can indeed become her favorites as well.

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A/N: I had an idea that Nadia and MC had met their dreams before The Tower, I wanted to play around with that "Imaginary Friend" trope but with my own spin on it to fit the Arcana storyline.

I'm thinking of making this idea into a multi-part but standalone work, would you guys be interested in seeing it happen? 🤔

[thestarsandskyaboveus]

arcana masterlist

romantic.

asra alnazar

muriel the outsider

nadia satrinava

pasha "portia" devorak

ilyushka "julian" "ilya" devorak

(i wanna add a couple of nadia's sisters but i always forget their names)

platonic.

feel free to request any!

familial.

montag "lucio" morgasson

morga eirsdottir

[most-datable-datable-bracket]

ROUND 4 MATCH 2

Valerie propaganda:

"She's chill as hell and also helps you calm her adopted business-y gorgon sister down

she also sells you stuff including A Date With Her

punk rock cat baybeeeeee

her voicelines are also cool as well"

Nadia propaganda:

"please PLEASE vote Nadia, she's the older soft dom femme you've always wanted in your life!!!!!!!!!"

[eatember]

I have a dumb Arcana headcanon (spoilers)

So I'm pretty sure on Julian's route, it says something about one of the grandmas that raised him and Portia being a princess? I feel like this was Lilinka?

(I literally can't find receipts of this anywhere on the wiki so I might have made this part up.)

Here's the thing. In Slavic culture, names like Ilya, Mazelinka and Lilinka aren't like...proper given names. Just like Julian, you have a proper name and then a nickname your family and friends call you, like Ilya.

So Mazelinka is probably not her actual name. She's probably like a Madelina, Milena or something similar. Which would mean Lilinka is also not a proper name, but maybe a family name given by the Devoracks, or possibly Mazelinka herself? Lilinka might be a Lily, or at least it would be funny if she was.

Most Slavic names have specific nickname equivalents*. (or multiple equivalents)

For example the nickname for Alexander/Alexandra is Sasha, Maria is Masha, etc. You can also add a suffixes like -enka, -inka, -shka etc. It acts like a term of endearment. So instead of calling someone "dear" you might say "Ilyashka" in place of Ilya. Or Sashka in place of Sasha.

I might be wrong, but I think you would have to make up a nickname for the name Lily, it doesn't seem to have a traditional family name. I don't think it was a common Slavic name, in history.

The evidence isn't super solid, but I don't think Lilinka is from the same culture as the Devoracks and possibly Mazelinka.

Ok here's where I'm getting into my conspiracy lol.

Not only does Julian end up knowing Nazali, a Satrinava sibling, but Mazelinka ends up knowing Nahara, another Satrinava. Portia is also hired to work for Nadia despite (seemingly) having no experience or background. Coincidence? I think not!

What if Lily was a Satrinava?

Nazarin, Nadia's mother, seems to be where Nadia's family gets their titles and name from. So Nazarin's siblings would all be princesses and princes.

Keeping everyone's age in mind, Lily could probably be a sister of Nazarin.

The Satrinavas would have known Mazelinka as an auntie. And they would have probably known the Devoraks as extended, adopted family.

I would also just like to suggest, although it doesn't prove anything, that Lily is said to be an English name. But the flower isn't native to England or Europe. It's from the Middle East.

Disclaimer: I'm not Slavic myself, so my explanations might be a little clumsy. ^^' Feel free to correct.

*I think Ilya is usually a nickname for Elijah? Idk what's up with that.

[anthasiaaurelius]

The arcana baby commissions and art trades I’ve done! Everyones MCs are so cute!

[astranautic]

Welcome to N*x H*dra, we have an elaborate variety of characters including:

1. Wizard

2. Alcoholic

3. Girlboss

4. Alcoholic’s girlboss little sister

5. Goatman antagonist who somehow became the fan favourite and will also get very mad if you call him goatman

6. …… who?

[thearcanagame]

Can you imagine having six older sisters like Nadia? Slumber parties when they were kids must have been wild!

[0rchidm4ntis]

when they're a member of the Satrinava family <333

[themilktealogy]

Saw this format and decided the arcana needs one too. Tried new coloring because I finally accept that I can’t shade even to save my life.

[agender-wolfie]

I honestly feel like Nix Hydra needs to make a separate app for the Satrinava sisters. That way we can romance our babes and they won’t be side characters in the app 😊

[linaisbluepancake]

would you consider drawing Halla meeting Nadia’s family, or Nadias family in general?

“please stop smothering my fiancé...”

it was quite a love chaos

[evarcana]

The Arcana World Imagery Part 4✨

Parts 1, 2, 3

Zadith & Fennekh Desert

Prakra & Pearl Isles

[cydsart]

...Mommy

[gothimothi]

Sequel to @thearcanagame where you can date all the satrinava family, thanks for coming to my ted talk