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@shutupilya-blog
slides a ♞ on the chessboard, has no idea what she's doing, but she's doing her best.
Portia knits an ugly sweater and forces Julian to wear it. x
It was that time of the year again. What time, you might be wondering - the lazy Vesuvian summer days when Portia had nothing better to do than to sit on a rocking chair in her garden and knit like a grandma. And who was her victim, the object of her affections? Obviously, her stupid brother.
It wasn’t safe for him to be in the palace gardens, but at any rate, Pasha was doing a great job at hiding him in her tiny cottage. He was too busy playing with Pepi to even suspect what she was plotting.
“You’ve been working on that for hours now, Pasha. You should take a break, do some stretches - they’re good for your back.”, he called out from inside the house, lounged up on her small mattress, so much so that half of his body was hanging off of it. Just like an over-sized house-cat. Pepi was a gentlewoman compared to him.
like a grandma, you say? well, excuse you. she's just showing off her incredible knitting talent that will come in handy! since ilya has nothing but capes and leather in his wardrobe. she took it upon herself to surprise him with something nice and fashionable.
but her shoulders slump when she finally gets to see what her hands crafted. she picked black, because she knows she can't go wrong when it comes to her edgy brother. though! she decided to spice that up a bit, by trying to embody a heart... which ended up... crooked at best. she lets a frustrated huff, making a lock of hair bounce against her face.
julian calling her over didn't either help from threatening the welling exasperation to spill and lash out at him, who, honestly, did nothing wrong to deserve so.
she spins in her chair, getting ready to shout at him, but she abruptly stops. caught off guard by this rather.......... weirdly......... adorable...... sight. wow, pepi is amazing truly, she can make anybody look adorable.
"i don't wanna." she childishly retorts, squeezing the blasted sweater into her hands. she sort of wants to start over, but at the same time, she also needs to make sure the size is okay for this whimsical oaf. with that resolution figured out, she begins to march towards the unsuspecting victim. if he was wearing his boots (which, thankfully he doesn't) she would had scolded him for it.
"try this on." she mumbles, thrusting the huge looking lump of material onto his face.
Tumbles into your ask box with a bunch of flowers. "Parkour."
“i’ll give you 8 for effort and pose.” gratefully accepts them, smiling fondly over his choice. it’s her favorites. “where did you steal these from?”
the lack of portia fanart in this fandom disturbs me
coral moodboard [requests open]
“how much do you love me?”
*cradles ur cheeks in my hands and looks deeply into ur eyes*
“hella”
Damn, who raised you?!
this is so tender
this must be something about really loving your human because my cat heard it and ran up and instantly started cuddling me and rubbing against my arm
some 16 year old who buys crystals off the internet and wears overalls: mom, you’re just grounding me because your mars is in venus so youre prone to bouts of anger, and your pisces sun taurus moon aries rising boss demoted you during a waning moon
Your brother is a pussy and a loser!
(◡‿◡✿)(ʘ‿ʘ✿) “his own clit is much stronger than your ball less existence.”(ʘ‿ʘ)ノ✿ ”hold my flower, i’m gonna fight this punk and end their miserable existence.” (✿\(。-_-。) )
I thought this looked familiar
Tweets that all have endings that you didn’t quite expect.
Julian’s book viii in summary
If you don’t do super extra dance moves while playing the concertina then are you really playing a concertina
Idk when The Arcana’s official birthday is, but this was around the time the kickstarter began, so to celebrate here’s some super old drawings from those early months. I remember not posting them bc I was worried about how ooc they might be since these were based on the limited information we had at the time. A year later, and I’m glad that my impressions weren’t TOO far off!
Happy Not-Really-But-Close-Enough Birthday Arcana–to another year of mystery and romance!
And a bonus Lucio, since I’ve never really drawn him past a doodle: