#nazali the arcana

[thearcana-outofcontext]

[ace--of--swords]

#1 Sibling mug award of the year

[jacely]

Young adult-later teens Nadia with a cloak given to her by her sisters so she can “cover up” + Child Nadia being so rudely picked on by Nazali (I just wanted to draw a younger Nazali mmmmmm 🤤)

And the inevitable story telling of Nadia’s embarrassing moments by her siblings

As well as a humble HC that Nadia had a “demon child” phase

[vafr0]

I did it! I've been wanting to draw Nadia's sisters for a long time, so thanks for the cool idea, @farlongerthanforever The original post: https://www.tumblr.com/farlongerthanforever/740537572768481280/someone-draw-this-but-the-satrinava-sisters-please?source=share

The original image:

[villasukkahaha]

The they/thems

[theintrovertbean]

@emperor-chance and I have been doing our daily simping together and came to the conclusion that angsty teenager Nadia was a metalhead and she played drums for the sole purpose of annoying her siblings.

Nadia, while playing with her drums: Haha, now I can get back at them for being agitating.

Her siblings: headbanging as she plays

Nadia: … 😠 plays harder

Her siblings: 🤘🏾 headbanging harder

Nadia: … My plan backfired. Back to the drawing board.

Credits to @emperor-chance for the incredible idea! Thank you!

[asmo-cosmetics]

it just bewilders me that anyone could write a character as perfect as julian and then so obviously begin to hate him. it's so weird how much open unabashed contempt these writers have for the character their game is basically about.

i've said this before but i think that the prologue was written for a different version of the game, before the team decided to make julian the heel to asra's face and the butt of every joke. "a gift from a witch who fears commitment" was so obviously meant to be foreshadowing for a major plot point, but they just hand-wave it away in the story with like two lines of dialogue and a prayer.

"no, no, that was a red herring!!" no it wasn't. julian himself is already the red herring, making his implied backstory another red herring is the definition of a hat on a hat. asra and julian were clearly written for asra to be the bad guy in the asrian divorce, but then someone (everyone? i don't know) vetoed it because god fucking forbid we make asra look like an asshole even once.

asra is the writers' favorite and it's extremely obvious. he basically has no flaws, to the point of legit cliche. oh mc my only flaw is loving you TOO much. so even though julian is already written with a very clear archetype of "guy who hates magic because he got his heart broken by a witch" that comes through in basically everything about him, they have to paper over it in the story because we can't make asra look mean!

so they just make up for their shitty coverup writing by being like haha isn't julian silly? he was wrong about everything and he doesn't like magic hehe haha. leeches! meanwhile the bones of the characters they actually wrote are in asra too, because it's clear he's meant to have his "villain moments," he's meant to have sharper edges and even be scary, but someone decided that he has to be an uwu softboy and ruined him in the process.

as always i am not looking for a debate, i will block you.

[bunnydoobles]

KICK GOAT ASS!!

okay i literally didnt know what else to title this. my first time drawing a scene!! AND ACTUALLY DOING THE BACKGROUND!! i was actually so proud of this little piece, it took me a while- i lowkey gave up effort last minutes but i still like the way it turned out,, i probably got some details of this scene off/wrong but this is how i interpreted it!! the scene where they're first all facing off the Devil in the Magician's realm and Andrea starts glowing with the magic of their connections like the Y/N he is (Book XX- Judgement, Chapter "Never Alone")

cause ah, yes. how else to defeat the devil but with the power of friendship?

[reneesghostinthelivingroom]

just so yall know, i dont only write for the main six Arcana characters

feel free to request pretty much anyone

like you want a Morga, Nahara, or Nazali fic? i gotchu 🙏 dont be shy yall

[thearcana-outofcontext]

[helshollowhalls]

Nazali: You often use humor to deflect your trauma

Julian: Thank you

Nazali: I never said it was a good thing

Julian: What I'm hearing is, you think I'm funny

[majulians-groupie]

♡Nadi fluff oneshot♡,

With an MC that deals with Lupus 🤍🪷🪻✨️

So this is a continuation of the previous headcannon post,I just post it separately because I kind of escalated and accidentally wrote a one-shot instead of headcannons😂.Oops👀

I wrote this during a recent Lupus flare I had,so I kind of projected a few personal emotions in it.I really hope that through this I will able to send comfort vibes to anyone that needs them♡

If you are fighting a chronic illness,you got this.Keep up,you are stronger than you think,and Nadia is here to remind you(I know it's easy to forget,it's okay ♡)

•TO THE STORY:)))))))●

(This takes place back when the MC first moved into the palace to assist Nadia with Julian's investigation. You and Nadia may not know eachother for long,but you both have noticed that there is an unspoken connection between you two,one you are both afraid to express or explore)

🦉🌙🦉🌙🦉🌙Nadia🌙🦉🌙🦉🌙🦉 :

Since of the first days you moved into the palace,she had noticed that there were days where something was off about you.Even though you were trying to brush it off,she would notice that you seemed tired,and that your moves were carefull,as if you were recovering from an injury.

Despite her concern,Nadia is never one to be indiscreet and hesitates to press on the matter.However, she makes sure that your stay in the palace is as much comfortable as possible,providing you everything you may need. -she reminds you that if you ever start feeling a little bit under the weather,you can always request a checkup from the palace's physician-

As you get to know eachother and you start to bond,she makes it her goal to gain your trust and help you on whatever issue is tormenting you and yout wellbeing. One morning where you had a -particularly-bad flair,one you couldn't hide and shake off, she decides to finally gently press on the subject.

You layed on your bed in your guestroom on the palace,waiting for Portia to fetch the painkillers she insisted  she would bring you from her stock in her bedroom's cabinet (you didn't dare refuse,seeing the worried but strict look on her face).As the door opens,you see that the one to enter your room,is the countess herself Nadia holding a box of painkillers and a loaf of pumpkin bread(she has noticed it is your favourite in breakfast).Even in her nightgown,she was as classy and elegant as always.

-MC -she whispers-....

...Good Morning dear,I am sorry to burst in your room like that,(she literally knocked) it is just that Portia has informed me that you will not be able to join us for breakfast,and that you may take the day off because you appear to be...-she lingers,a concerned look on her face...sick?

-Yes, you say uncertainly.But it is no big deal really..Maybe I've come down with the flu or something

-She also told me you refused to see the palace physician. Is there any specific reason about this?Is there anything wrong about him that I should be aware of?If you are more comfortable with a female doctor,we can make that happen you know.

-No no!It is not that,it is just...

...you sigh.It is not that you can't just simply brush the matter off with practiced ease nor that Nadia is pushing you.It is just that even though you are not comfortable talking about your disease with people,you had a feeling you could trust Nadia.That she wouldn't pity you,unwillingly reducing you to your struggles,nor judge you,make you feel ashamed or freak out and ask you if it is contagious.(unfortunately Vesuvia's horrible education system's consequences are not limited to illiteracy.People are seriously uneducated about chronically and disabled people,and the scars the plague left in the city only make the matter worse)

You also needed to get a few things of your chest,so you decided to hesitantly open up to her.

Nadia is a great listener,making your hesitation slowly vanish,as you pour your thoughts and fears into the conversation.As your voice gets steadily more emotional,she slowly starts coming closer to you ,holding your hand,brushing her thumb over it,her gaze never leaving your eyes.

The closeness gets you completely rid of any filters or barriers you may had.As your discussion turns into a vent,you don't even realize that you are suddenly tearing up.Nadia decides to be bold and slowly pulls you up to your her soft embrace,careful to not induce any pain.

You stay there for a moment,and she feels happy about the fact that she feels you slowly relaxing to her arms,the tension leaving your body as you melt into her touch.

After a few seconds,she speaks:

-Portia gave me the strongest painkillers she had stored,so I recommend not taking them with any empty stomach.I took the liberty of choosing pumpkin bread-a small smirk appears on her face.-

As you smile to her,you slowly sit up,trying to not make a big deal out of the fact that your body is aching all over.You didn't know what was happening.You haven't had such a bad flair in months.Everything was going well,and your blood exams were better than ever.It was so frustrating, that some times,there was not an explanation,things were just the way they were,stubborn to follow progress and change.

Nadia interrupts your thoughts by asking you if it would be better to call your own personal doctor.

-It would be ideal,but they are currently on the other side of the country,participating on a mission to provide healthcare for remote villages in the Eastern mountains.They won't be in Vesuvia for another 2 weeks.(You hated the fact that rheumatologists were so rare )

-So actually,maybe the palace physician is not a bad idea,you admit.

As the doctor checks you up,prescribing the proper antiflammatory medication,he suggest you take a few days off your investigation,giving your body the time it needs to rest.He also regretfully mentions that your knee needs an arthrocentesis,but he currently lacks the necessary equipment for it,so you will have to do it the old fashion way,dressing your knee with ice and letting your body absorb the fuild on its own.

In the next few days,Nadia manages to take a few days off her courtly duties,warily leaving a more than eager Valerius to look after the stuff that need watching over.She knew it probably wasn't a good idea,but something inside of her wanted,needed to be close to you,help you in this difficult moment.At first she would just keep you company and assist you with the ice compresses.Talking,drinking tea and reading a book at your bedside.It was more obvious than ever that something,a strong unspoken connection was lingering between the two of you.

As the days passed,there were moments that you were frustrated,and were not satisfied with your progress.You couldn't understand why you STILL needed bedrest. It felt unfair.You were doing everything right.

It was there when she gently interfered,her hand in your shoulder,reminding you that you weren't strong and capable only when you were able to brush your symptoms off.You were also incredibly and undeniably strong when you were able to go through your symptoms at their worst,prioritizing yourself and your needs,having the often undervalued but incredible strength of being patient.It wasn't up to you how strong or small the pain and the fatigue would be.So it wasn't your responsibility to keep up with it,or always try to ignore it,reducing the importance of it.Your reactions and what you are going through is valid.If anyone were to tell you otherwise,they were just being dense,not able to own up and understand the situation properly,therefore their opinion should not matter to you.

She noticed the way you looked at her,trying to not tear up,grateful for the words you needed to hear.The ones that Asra repeated over and over,never managing to convince you one hundred per cent.It is not that Nadia magically convinced you,it is wasn't even something thay had to do with the words specifically.It was just that her presence only provided you with a different sense of comfort.One that was deep,that broke through your shields and barriers and gently invaded into the back of your head,were your darkest thoughts would linger and torment you,waiting to find you at any weak moment,to assault you.As she sat on the edge of your bed,her body language gently asking for permission,she slowly and carefully folded you in her arms.This time,you were instantly comfortable.You willingly let yourself relax into her embrace,and you felt a sense of comfort take over you,almost numbing a small percentage of the pain.As she slowly stroke your hair,you let a breath you realize have been wanting to release for a while.You didn't even realized when you dozed off,into a deep and calm sleep.

Nadia was so stuck into her own thoughts,that it took her a while to realize you were actually asleep on her arms.She was worried about you,and she sensed the unfairness of the situation.You were a responsible person.Almost too responsible.Always careful with the alcohol and never smoking.Stuck to your sleeping schedule,almost in a complulsive way.But now it made so much sense.You were always taking care of yourself,doing everything right.You were so young,and your body was failing you.It was not right,and she hated the fact that she couldn't do anything about it.She remembers you trying to hide your pained expression as you were trying to sit up and frowned.She turned to look at you,your chest slowly going up and down against her,a peaceful look on your face that would make someone believe that everything was fine.But it wasn't.Her mind wandered,thinking of how many people were suffering from illnesses like yours,that had not access to the healthcare they needed.How many times a grim situation could have been preventable?How many times children died from a simple fever a syrup would have evaporated?As much as she was frustrated your doctor was away when you nedded them,she couldn't help but admire the fact that they were trying to help in places where healthcare was limited to home remedies that provide little to no comfort or relief.Her mind then wandered to Nazali.Even though she missed her sibling,she was more proud of them than ever.

She felt a sense of responsibility as a countess.It wasn't the job of the doctors to give over their life to fix the incapability of the leaders to make a proper healthcare system.Their job was to simply help and assist their patients.

She had to do something about it.She could try to redesign Vesuvia's healthcare system(honestly the what?)back from the start.She would try her best to make healthcare available for every citizen.No matter how much time it takes.She would make sure that schools will provide the education needed to build a society that treats disabled and sick people with the respect they deserve,and give the chance to anyone wanting to work on healthcare to do so.The shortage of medical personnel,doctors and researchers was huge after the plague,and all sorts of medication was becoming harder to find every day.She will talk to other world leaders as well.Maybe they can have a meeting about it.Maybe they could sign an agreement.She will see.

First though, she has to make sure thay you are okay.And she will do whatever it takes to be there for you,always watching you and admiring you for your strength,grateful to you for trusting her with your vulnerabilities,and opened her mind to issues she took for granted for way longer than she was proud of.

Well,that's a wrap folks,I really hope you enjoyed reading,it was kinda long but heyy writing was practice for my non existent attention span.

You can always ask me and drop headcannon/fic recommendations.My ask box is always open

My batter is dying,ttyl

Eva♡

[soulless-angel25]

things I've screenshoted while playing

[garden-of-omegas]

⚜ FIRST MEETING [ARCANA - PRAKRAN ROYALS] ⚜

┌── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ••✎•• ──────────

characters: nafizah | nazali | navra | nahara | nasmira | natiqa summary: the details of your first meeting with your future mate. warnings: rating: sfw a/n: this took a surprisingly long time to make, mostly because i was vacationing in italy for a short bit in the middle, but here it is! the last of the arcana first meetings! i have no idea why i chose to do this to myself, but i will admit that i have come to adore this batch of characters as i've written them. looking forward to writing more about them in the future.

~🎕

└── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ••✎•• ──────────

≿━━━━༺❀ nafizah ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a travelling magician, having just arrived in prakra for the first time in your young life. you were researching the terrains and ecosystems of the world with your familiar, a baby alligator named ameena.

✿ you were a silly teen, as was nafizah. all of her siblings hadn't even been born yet, and you were still a fledgling magician just starting your journey.

✿ you were surveying a little pond in the middle of the prakran capital when ameena happened to find a friend, a small turtle that she took a liking to immediately. and no sooner than you managed to get acquainted with him, the prettiest girl you'd ever seen came running, looking for your new friend. nafizah barely noticed you over her relief at finding daarude.

✿ nafizah offered to show you around prakra in thanks for finding daarude. you gladly took up her offer, and you two spent time together for your whole stay. and even after you left, you continued to exchange letters together.

✿ nafizah liked that you didn't mind her sometimes odd behaviour, and that you adored daarude as much as she did. not to mention all your fun ideas that never ended in her boredom. she almost asked you to stay, but couldn't possibly chain down your spirit. you were certain that nafizah was the prettiest person you'd ever met, especially when you managed to get her to pay attention to you. to some extent, her attention was addicting, and you were heartbroken to leave and never feel it again.

≿━━━━༺❀ nazali ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were travelling with your new familiar, a spiny mouse named ayman, as a newly minted magician. you'd just started on your long journey, still searching for your own touch with magic and trying to form a bond with ayman.

✿ you were in your late teens, about 18? and nazali was around the same age, still an apprenticing doctor working with older and more experienced people in the field.

✿ you'd gotten your leg hurt while foraging in an ancient forest, and ayman had scampered off a while ago leaving you to try and treat it yourself. you were failing miserably, when ayman came back with help; nazali. upon seeing your injury they started immediately treating you, way better than you could ever hope to have on your own.

✿ nazali helps you get back to civilization, where they take you under their wing for a time. you kept insisting that you were fine, and then subsequently getting more hurt, so nazali was most reluctant to let you eventually leave.

✿ nazali at first just thought you kind of unfortunate, getting hurt like that, but after spending some time with you they became very confused on how you survived on your own. they spent most of their time worried about you. you thought of nazali as your personal guardian angel, appearing out of nothing to help you. even if their nagging sometimes got to you, you couldn't help but appreciate all the worry they showed you. especially the next time you got hurt without them there.

≿━━━━༺❀ navra ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were travelling around, setting up booths in different cities to offer your services as a magician and relationship expert, alongside your familiar, a hare named olya. at the time you happened to be doing that in prakra.

✿ you were rather young, barely an adult. navra was a few years younger, still learning about her powers and the world. sometimes even far too curious for her own good.

✿ you were running your booth, giving love readings to people and handing out some charms, when navra stopped at your booth out of curiosity. you weren't aware of her status, and proceeded to tease her while doing her reading, leading to you getting extremely flustered when one of her guards found her and called for her.

✿ navra kept finding your booth during your stay in prakra, no matter where you decided to set up that day. you were absolutely embarrassed still, which navra found extremely endearing and was probably the thing bringing her back.

✿ navra found you to be charming, and cute, and so absolutely delightful while flustered. not to mention her curiosity over your craft and all the little charms you kept around. she really just wanted to spend all her time learning everything about you. you originally thought her to be just cute, someone to flirt with playfully, and after the revelation of her status, you wanted to bury yourself into the ground. but she was still just so charming, and maybe you didn't mind her showing up every day.

≿━━━━༺❀ nahara ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a travelling magician, seeing the sights of the world with your familiar, an alpine marmot named mardi who'd just recently joined your company. you were at the borders of prakra at the time, not even looking to go into the country properly.

✿ you were well into your twenties, a respectable adult by anyone's standards, and nahara, while a few years younger, was already considered respectable in her own right.

✿ you were passing by the border to prakra, whistling a soft tune while mardi explores the nature around you. your whistling seemed to have attracted the border patrol, lead by a beautiful blonde, nahara. they didn't bother you for long, only coming to check the strange noises, but you were already absolutely enamored by the strong woman.

✿ you decided to stop by prakra after all, wanting to see nahara again. every once in a while you'd come across her during your touring, and while originally you'd just admire her from afar eventually she started chatting with you.

✿ nahara thought that you were strange, and far too carefree for a traveller. but your strangeness was refreshing, and seeing you around always managed to brighten up her day, especially once she managed to get the courage to actually talk to you. you thought nahara to be the most beautiful omega and woman, so strong and bright. her presence alone would've been enough to bring you to your knees if you'd been any less weak willed. you wondered how she didn't constantly have someone hounding for her undivided attention.

≿━━━━༺❀ nasmira ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were travelling with your familiar, a porcupine named saad, foraging for living to find your ways as a magician. you were staying on the grounds that would eventually become the wildlife refuge and resort.

✿ you were technically still a child, a small fourteen year old with lots of unexplored feelings. nasmira was a fourteen year old with a lot of explored feelings and grand ideas.

✿ you were camping in the woods, setting up your dinner with saad eagerly waiting by your side. nasmira, lured by the smell of the spices and herbs, wanders to your campsite from the rest of her family who are there to see the natural hotsprings. initially bit put off by the sudden visitor, you eventually decide to invite her to eat with you.

✿ she spent the rest of the day with you, until her family finally found the two of you and they left the area. you didn't get to see her much after that, not for a long time at least, but the both of you had fond memories of that day for years to come.

✿ you were a little prickly for nasmira's usual tastes, but after you invited her to sit down she could see that you weren't such a bad person after all. just someone who had all sorts of spikes on the outside, that she was glad to overlook. nasmira was... well, she was bubbly, she was smart, she was a lot of things. and also a lot, especially for someone so used to solitude. but you liked her quite a bit still, even if at the time you thought that you couldn't possibly spend more than a couple of hours with her.

≿━━━━༺❀ natiqa ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were running your shop in vesuvia, having settled down a few years prior after meeting asra and company. you still travelled on occasion with your familiar, an armadillo named neymar, but for the most part you were busy upkeeping the shop.

✿ you were well into your twenties, an established member of the vesuvian city-nation. natiqa was just a few years younger than you, not yet in her role as the ambassador and wouldn't be for a few years.

✿ you were asked to help with some of the magical defences at the palace, where natiqa was visiting her sister with some of her other siblings. it was only by change that she happened upon you working, and decided that you were a prime target for a prank. it didn't end up working, but seeing the look on her face made the extra shield spell worth it.

✿ natiqa became determined to prank you in some way during her stay, and would almost constantly follow you around looking for an opportunity. eventually you just started talking to her to pass the time, and by the time she had to leave you were pretty good friends.

✿ natiqa was instantly intrigued by you, especially once she discovered how easily frightened you were in actuality. just because she couldn't manage to traditionally prank you, didn't mean that she couldn't find amusement in your reactions to them. to you, natiqa was... a lot. you enjoyed your peace, and natiqa was the furthest thing from that. but you couldn't not admit how fun it was watching her confuse and befuddle everyone else in the palace, even if you had to constantly keep extra shields around you.

[theintrovertbean]

If Nadia is 48 how old do you think her siblings and parents are? Are her siblings 1 year or a couple years apart?

Honestly, I refuse to believe that Nadia is anywhere above 35 or even 30 because there's just no way; it's unbelievable. Like, look at her. The first time I saw Nadia, I thought she was like 28. Plus, she is a bit immature for a woman in her 40s. NOW LOOK AT HER PARENTS TOO. Nasrin popped out seven kids, she is likely at least 80 years old, and yet, she looks like the Prakran Tina Turner (rip Queen). Namar also looks like a baby compared to his actual age. Honestly, the entire family looks waaaay too young for their actual ages. I think the devs simply fucked up the timeline and then didn't care enough to fix it.

But if Nadi really is 48, then I think Natiqa might be 50 or 51 because she looks pretty much the same age as Nadi. They probably have the smallest age gap out of the Satrinava siblings.

Nasmira could be 54, Nahara and Navra 57. Nazali 61 and Nafizah 65.

They all have to be at least about 3 years apart because otherwise, @ragingaces is gonna kill me because the human body needs a couple years to heal between pregnancies.

Either way, Nasrin and Namar would be at least 83 (if they started having kids early), which is crazy because people in their 80s don't look like that. Ain't no way they sailed to Vesuvia all the way from Prakra and didn't lie in bed for a week straight because traveling made all their joints hurt.

In conclusion, they are a bunch of grandmas plus a stylish grandbaba.

[asmo-cosmetics]

it would make me so incredibly happy if fans of the arcana would realize that tumblr posts by the devs are "canon" the same way dumbledore being gay was "canon" which is not at all

it's fine if you like their posts and ideas but unless they put those ideas textually in the game they are no more "canon" than tumblr posts by you and me. fiction belongs to the readers and it's really embarrassing and sad how many of you are willing to accept the same random headcanon bullshit that we were all mocking jkr for even before she went completely insane.

it's not transphobic to say that asra is not canonically nonbinary. what is transphobic is building up a queer playerbase with the promise of representation and then offering them your idealized society where binary trans people are invisible and nonbinary people are barely paid lip service (most of the characters that are canonically nb are evil. the chamberlain isn't really a character and nazali is canonically misgendered multiple times).

&inb4 "but you can tell asra's nonbinary because he's short/small/feminine/wears dresses" how many times do trans men have to tell you that making these design elements on a male presenting person automatic shorthand for "nonbinary" is transphobic. how many times do we have to remind you that using someone being small and "girly looking" to indicate that there's no way that person could be male is extremely harmful to not only us but like almost all queer men. seriously. like if julian or muriel put a dress on would you take that as "proof" that they were nonbinary? exactly foh.

i love this game but even if it's not malicious the devs suck ass & the way some of you shamelessly dickride them is genuinely mortifying . find god or at least some self respect