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b-evie · 2 months ago

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it's very hard for me to draw him🥹

#fanart #the arcana #the arcana mystic romance #the arcana fanart #fanart the arcana #asra the magician #asra alnazar #asra the arcana #asra fanart

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lagsemantics · 1 year ago

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asra time !

The background is a stained glass from Sultan Omar Ali Saifuddien Mosque.

Inspired by 'Fame Holding Pegasus' by Eugène-Louis Lequesne

#art tag #the arcana art tag 🔮#my art #the arcana #original art #original content #asra #the arcana art #the arcana asra #asra alnazar #the arcana a mystic romance #the arcana game

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cursedcola · 3 months ago

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Has anyone done this yet?

#fields of mistria #fields of mistria eiland #the arcana #the arcana a mystic romance #the arcana asra #asra alnazar #this is all i can think about #please

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kamon-nagisa · 11 months ago

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Muriel x Darius (My MC) and that one meme, it might've happened once, or twice, in their first couple of times.

#the arcane game #the arcana #the arcana mc #muriel x mc #the arcana muriel #muriel the hermit #sketch #Muriel route #artists on tumblr #the arcana apprentice #the arcana a mystic romance #muriel of the kokhuri #muriel the arcana #muriel the mountain man #muriel x apprentice #the arcana smut

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magicians-abode · 5 months ago

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Saw this post on my page as I was scrolling and immediately got inspired, so I opened my notes and started writing. This is fresh out of my brain, so enjoy! ♡~

Characters Included: Laios Touden; Kabru of Utaya; Asra Alnazar; Yaad Melini; Thistle

Warnings: none - fluff

If you ever were to approach him and decided to ask him "what exactly is so great about me?" Oh he'd start slowly pointing out "obvious" things. They're obvious to him, maybe not to you if you're insecure about yourself, but hell they are one of the first things that stand out to him. He'd look at you with a gentle smile as he points out how your hands fit so nicely in his. How he loves the feeling on your skin against his when he's holding you, caressing you ever so softly.

He loves the way the sun hits your hair, whether it be short, long, tied up or not, the sunrays always manage to tangle in your locks and create a soft angelical halo around your pretty head. He adores the way your chest subtly rises and falls when you breathe in and out, and how if he were to rest his pretty head over the place where your heart is, it'd lull him to sleep, creating a soft rhythm for his ears.

And then he would start going more into depth about things. Don't expect him to just answer with a: "you're pretty/beautiful, smart, funny" because that just simply won't do. It's not enough to describe how it makes his heart feel whole and full of light.

Speaking of full of light; "have you got any idea of how beautifully your eyes shine whenever you smile?"

He says your voice feels like it's carried by the wind itself whenever you speak. It's beautiful. Never too loud, never too soft, just perfect for him to listen to you all day long without getting tired.

"It's as easy as breathing to love you, and more necessary than air itself" he'd declare, placing a hand over his heart, swearing it on his life.

He likes your curves: your stomach, your shoulders, your hips, your legs, and not sexually, no he'd never just mean it that way. He loves the way you carry yourself, the way you walk and how your hips shift with every step, how your arms swing softly by your sides and how your hair seems to softly bounce.

In your face lay the most gorgeous features any painter would've loved to portray in a portrait, that years later, would end up in a museum for everyone to admire and gush about how breathtaking the model was.

Lips as soft as a summer breeze, refreshing and always leaving you wanting for more. Eyes as bright as the sun, eyelashes as its rays of light. Cheeks sometimes the canvas of a gentle blush whenever you're too cold, or feel too shy.

He loves you from the inside out and from head to toe, and that is something that will never change. It didn't happen yesterday, it won't happen today, and it won't happen tomorrow either. You are a beautiful child of nature, made of beauty and love, meant to be happy and even more.

In his eyes, perfection has a definition, and it's you.

A/N: I've been racking my brain all day trying to get inspo to write what has been in my ask box for days now, but instead wrote this. I'm happy but also disappointed in myself ;-; please tell me this happens to someone else too (this is me:)