#magicart

[magicinyourbones]

The colours don't translate too well when uploading unfortunately it seems but the rhubarb and custard bebe is finished!

[nihti]

☽◯☾ During my studies of archives and legends, I have found the perfect recipe for a witch’s ointment.

🦇🌘 Ointment of Nocturnal Flights 🌘🦇

Behold the recipe of foulness and abomination, offered in honor of the night. Take thou the root and leaf of black henbane, called Hyoscyamus niger, and grind them well in a mortar till their sap be runneth free. Sprinkle with the seed of poppy, Papaver somniferum, to cast the senses into slumber. Add the seeds of a deadly thorn-apple, which they name Datura stramonium, that the mind be plunged into the darkness and strange phantasms manifold to appear.

Let a single drop of living blood fall from the wing of a downy bat, for the nocturnal power. Gather wolfsbane, which men call Aconitum napellus, but do so gloved and mix it with spotted hemlock, known as Conium maculatum, that the heart may quake with dread and the body grown stiff and cold as death.

Seal your ears with beeswax not to be gravely disturbed by the mandrake which by a black hound must be torn from the ground. Grate it fine as horseradish and join it to the ointment, that the thoughts may take flight free. Add also swan’s grass or silverweed, called Potentilla anserina, for it brings women relief in their hidden pains.

Grind all together with the fat of a sacrilegious man until it grows black and slick. Rub the secret parts of the body, where the flesh most readily drinks in the potion. Whoever prepares and uses it shall behold devils, revels and frenzy dances. You shall fly by night and commit deeds of abomination under the moon.

Ink & brush on paper + digital edition

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🦇🌘 Maść nocnych lotów🌘🦇

Oto recepta plugastwa ku czci nocy. Weźmij korzeń i liść lulka czarnego, hyoscyamus niger zwany, dobrze utłuczcie w moździerzu, aż soki swoje upuści. Makiem, to jest Papaver somniferum, posyp dla uśpienia zmysłów, bielunia nasienie, którego zwą Datura stramonium, dodaj, aby umysł w mroki pogrążyć i widzenia dziwne mnogie przywiódł.

Kroplę żywej krwie ze skrzydła puchatego gacka spuść, dla nocnej mocy. Tojad, zowią Aconitum napellus, w rękawiczkach zrywać masz i ze szczwółem plamistym, Conium maculatum zwanym, dodaj, by serce lękiem napełniło się i ciało w zdrętwieniu umartwiło.

Wosk pszczeli w uszy dla zatkania wsadzić trzeba, a mandragorę, psem czarnem z ziemie wykopaną, jako chrzan utrzeć i do maści przyłączyć, by myśli lotne były. Łabędzia trawa, srebrnik czyli Potentilla anserina, też dołóż, albowiem niewiastom Tamże ulgę przynosi.

Wszystko z łojem świętokradcy ucieraj, aż czarne i tłuste się stanie. Smaruj miejsca sekretne, gdzie ciało snadnie soki w siębie pije. A kto tak czyni, ten diabły, libacje i tańce widzi, fruwa po nocy i plugastwa czynił będzie.

[umpoora]

Commission 💖

[kon4ka]

EN

Beautiful bats for your feed.

In my vision, Astarion will sooner or later be able to turn into a bat. And so the bat recognizes itself in the mirror (since the body is not a vampire, it is visible in the mirror in the guise of a bat). Misha is adorable and this is not discussed!

When I'm tired, I draw cuteness.

RU

Прекрасных мышей вам в ленту.В моём видении Астарион рано или поздно таки сможет обратится летучей мышью. И вот летучий мишь узнаёт себя в зеркале (поскольку тело не вампирсоке, его в облике мыши видно в зеркале). Мишь прелесть и это не обсуждается!Когда я устаю - я рисую милоту.

[stormydraws]

Even Jackasses Ship Them (+ Bonus Art)

When I said that the Fans ship Dunwinnet, that also includes these two assholes. Finn and Ara may not have metaphorically left high school, but they know a good queer love story when they see one.

(Art from the Silly Self-Insert DVC AU's version of Volca-No You Don't as well as little doodles of my mutuals' sonas are below the cut!)

Yeah, random lore drop, I'm from California (I miss it, winter sucks), and my hubris would lead me to believe I could handle the heat of a tropical volcano. Hahahaha, no.

Oh and don't worry about Bruno, Kaywinnet's not threatening to hurt him. She's just going to give him a major noogie.

Also Kaywinnet plush! I can't capture the cuteness of the DVC plushies, but I tried!

Anyways these three pages of drawings are just me drawing my mutuals' personas because my mutuals are awesome. Oh and I like playing around with aspects of them.

With Foster, I like moving around their ears, and I haven't drawn them with angy eyes yet, so perfect opportunity!

With Maika, I constantly draw her hair like it's flowing like a lava lamp and it just defies the laws of gravity (she's literally a shapeshifting cloud creature), and also, the stars in her hair just add to the prettiness!

And with Lyric, honestly this is an excuse for me to draw them without giving them a blank expression like I did in the fae trap post from a while ago.

Anyways, time to summon my mutuals @the-unlucky-foster is Foster, @ex1stingtod4yy is Maika and @cornerofcharacters is Lyric :)

[ozellajohns32]

Two souls. One battle

[minyboy]

Do you believe in magic? Well Crookshanks sure does, and it just makes him grumpier. Dang wizards doing disruptive stuff.

[cynthiapearl]

Under the silver glow of the full moon, she stands suspended between sky and silence an owl sorceress wrapped in midnight blue. Her feathers shimmer with stardust, her wings unfolding like soft constellations drifting across the night. With a staff that holds the crescent’s quiet light and a book filled with forgotten spells, she guards the secrets that only the stars remember.

The air around her feels ancient and gentle a mix of lunar magic, feather-soft wisdom, and the calm that lives in the deepest hours of night. She is serenity, she is mystery, she is the hush before a dream begins.

A celestial guardian watching the world from her moonlit balcony, reading the sky like a story only she can truly understand.