I Want To Show These Silly Pictures Because I Can. :D

I want to show these silly pictures because I can. :D

/© Lunatic Sun/

courtiers <3

Just look how beautiful Portia is, sweet girl. ♥️

(love this pairing so much)

Gals being pals

frembly remembly dorian era "canon" is not canon regardless of intention

yes, even if they finally canonize your favorite blorbo headcanon

yes, even if by some miracle it's good

they are ultimately a fanfiction platform and therefore on the same level as us groundlings, take everything w a grain of salt

Death and The Hanged Man

I just recently started playing The Arcana and just fell in love with the brilliant story and art! So this piece is dedicated to my two favorites from my first playthrough

"– People are obsessed with love, looking for it and not getting what they really need. Fragile, stupid creatures. You consider love as a magical tool that can change the world and then you go around in circles. But your eyes are clouded with illusions. You think: if this love didn’t give me what I need, it is not "real". You are fascinated by the myth of true love. You think it would last for the rest of your life, understanding and healing everything. But love is just a myth.

Ilya looked up, his lips trembling.

– What am I looking for? I don’t really know, Quaestor Valdemar. But I know that you are... incapable of love. I know this and I have come to you willingly.

Quaestor is answered:

– You came to the sacrificial fire. Frankly, I’m impressed by your deep, desperate masochism. It’s attractive – how can predator be attracted to the easy prey. You came to me because you can no longer look for something in people – something they want too and can’t give you. A kind of the truth. However, perhaps you intuitively tried to give it to them.

You understand what I am. You’re not making any illusions about my personality. You’ve seen what I can do. Others have deceived you. But you still hope. Dum spiro, spero is your unfailing credo.

Valdemar went quiet for a while and then added, looking into Julian’s eyes:

– And like all men, you still worship love as a god. Funny. But… Nec deus intersit."

Text: Lunatic Sun

Art:

Sketch: chilledoutbeast

Colouring: wasteofplace

previous fragment:

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Let there be †Mayhem†

"Ilya lowered his eyes. He felt stupid and ridiculous, looking at the flowers in his hands. All determination seemed to dissipate, his heart