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🔥Infernal Corner: Final Hellish Bow 🔥

With infernal pride we’re thrilled to announce that our zine project has raised a total of £361 (that’s $491 / €423) so far for Cats Protection UK! To every single person who contributed - thank you. This would not have been possible without the amazing talents and support from all directions:

✨ our brilliant artists and writers, ✨ our readers and donors, ✨ the folks working behind the scenes, ✨ and the one and only Andrew Wincott, whose generous interview added true infernal charm to the pages.

A massive virtual bow to our phenomenal staff: @luniidae @russica @otterina @gamergerb @satanbubbles @dark-and-kawaii Octavia, Quoat The Goat.

Without you, Infernal Corner wouldn’t have burned so brightly.

Zine copies are still being sent out - check the link in our bio or pinned post if you haven’t grabbed yours yet! The zine is still available for a charitable donation before we open the zine for free public viewing in August.

That’s all for now, my infernal friends. You made this zine unforgettable - THANK YOU. See you in the next magical mess I conjure - Octarine Cat @octarinecat

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Don't pay attention to me, I was on my period...

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Hey, I'm not feeling very well recently BUT, I wanted to let you know that I started a Kofi ☕🖤

Please take a look! 🥹

Some of my Raphael/Haarlep art are available 🔥

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Many thanks to the people who trusted me to draw their Rook/Tav 🖤 Each portrait was an adventure and I really enjoyed learning more about them.

It also made me realize that taking on 10 commissions at once is too much 😂 But now I know more of my limits, I'll be able to organize myself better in the future✨

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Portrait commission #10

And to finish this series, the Tav of @lenkalost ✨

Thank you again! 🖤

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Portrait commission #9

The beautiful Rook of @lenkalost ✨ Thank you so much for your trust and your patience 🖤

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Portrait commission #8

The beautiful Rook of @madzilla84 ✨ Thank you for your trust and patience!

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Portrait commission #7

@moroseperegrine 's beautiful lady Cousland. Thank you so much for your trust and patience!

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“PUT A NUMBER IN MY ASK ;)”

— 1. Who was the last person you held hands with? 2. Are you outgoing or shy? 3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? 4. Are you easy to get along with? 5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? 6. What kind of people are you attracted to? 7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? 8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? 9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? 10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? 11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? 12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? 13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? 14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? 15. What good thing happened this summer? 16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? 17. Do you think there is life on other planets? 18. Do you still talk to your first crush? 19. Do you like bubble baths? 20. Do you like your neighbors? 21. What are you bad habits? 22. Where would you like to travel? 23. Do you have trust issues? 24. Favorite part of your daily routine? 25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? 26. What do you do when you wake up? 27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? 28. Who are you most comfortable around? 29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? 30. Do you ever want to get married? 31. If your hair long enough for a pony tail? 32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? 33. Spell your name with your chin. 34. Do you play sports? What sports? 35. Would you rather live without TV or music? 36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? 37. What do you say during awkward silences? 38. Describe your dream girl/guy? 39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? 40. What do you want to do after high school? 41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? 42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? 43. Do you smile at strangers? 44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? 45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? 46. What are you paranoid about? 47. Have you ever been high? 48. Have you ever been drunk? 49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? 50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? 51. Ever wished you were someone else? 52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? 53. Favourite makeup brand? 54. Favourite store? 55. Favourite blog? 56. Favourite colour? 57. Favourite food? 58. Last thing you ate? 59. First thing you ate this morning? 60. Ever won a competition? For what? 61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? 62. Been arrested? For what? 63. Ever been in love? 64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? 65. Are you hungry right now? 66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? 67. Facebook or Twitter? 68. Twitter or Tumblr? 69. Are you watching tv right now? 70. Names of your bestfriends? 71. Craving something? What? 72. What colour are your towels? 72. How many pillows do you sleep with? 73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? 74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? 75. Favourite animal? 76. What colour is your underwear? 77. Chocolate or Vanilla? 78. Favourite ice cream flavour? 79. What colour shirt are you wearing? 80. What colour pants? 81. Favourite tv show? 82. Favourite movie? 83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? 84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? 85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? 86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? 87. First person you talked to today? 88. Last person you talked to today? 89. Name a person you hate? 90. Name a person you love? 91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? 92. In a fight with someone? 93. How many sweatpants do you have? 94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? 95. Last movie you watched? 96. Favourite actress? 97. Favourite actor? 98. Do you tan a lot? 99. Have any pets? 100. How are you feeling? 101. Do you type fast? 102. Do you regret anything from your past? 103. Can you spell well? 104. Do you miss anyone from your past? 105. Ever been to a bonfire party? 106. Ever broken someone’s heart? 107. Have you ever been on a horse? 108. What should you be doing? 109. Is something irritating you right now? 110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? 111. Do you have trust issues? 112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? 113. What was your childhood nickname? 114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? 115. Do you play the Wii? 116. Are you listening to music right now? 117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? 118. Do you like Chinese food? 119. Favourite book? 120. Are you afraid of the dark? 121. Are you mean? 122. Is cheating ever okay? 123. Can you keep white shoes clean? 124. Do you believe in love at first sight? 125. Do you believe in true love? 126. Are you currently bored? 127. What makes you happy? 128. Would you change your name? 129. What your zodiac sign? 130. Do you like subway? 131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 133. Favourite lyrics right now? 134. Can you count to one million? 135. Dumbest lie you ever told? 136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? 137. How tall are you? 138. Curly or Straight hair? 139. Brunette or Blonde? 140. Summer or Winter? 141. Night or Day? 142. Favourite month? 143. Are you a vegetarian? 144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? 145. Tea or Coffee? 146. Was today a good day? 147. Mars or Snickers? 148. What’s your favourite quote? 149. Do you believe in ghosts? 150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? Source - catscuddlingandyou.tumblr.com (via catscuddlingandyou)

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Do not ask me why but I tried to create Luvia and Emmrich's imaginary child for whatever reason.

So... This is Iris, half-elf, Mourn Watcher. She looks like Morticia but I did my best to give her the features of both her parents 👉👈

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🚨BREAKING NEWS 🚨

THE TRUTH ABOUT RAPHAEL REVEALED

After the tireless investigation Infernal Corner has uncovered shocking revelations about the devil you thought you knew:

Raphael is actually three imps in a trench coat. That’s why he’s so charismatic - he’s literally three times the personality.

Haarlep is not his shape - shifter servant. Haarlep is actually Raphael’s intrusive thoughts given physical form. This explains so much.

The House of Hope isn’t an infernal fortress - it’s actually a high - stakes escape room. The trick? No one has ever won. Every “guest” is just another player who ran out of hints but refuses to admit defeat. The frustration fuels the entire place.

The infamous infernal contracts? They’re all written in Comic Sans. Also, every contract includes a mandatory poetry recital upon signing. If you refuse to read it aloud, Raphael simply stares at you until you do.

The Crown of Karsus? It’s Raphael’s “crowning glory". He wears it because it keeps his hair in place after a long day of scheming. You’d be surprised how easily it falls apart when not worn.

Raphael’s favourite hobby? Collecting “I told you so” moments. He keeps a scrapbook filled with instances where he was right, but no one listened. It’s his most prized possession - except for that one time Haarlep got him a “World’s Best Archdevil Supreme” mug.

We hope this clears up any confusion. - The Infernal Corner Team.

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Portrait commission #6

The beautiful Rook of @redheadsramblings , thank you so much for your trust and patience 🖤

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Portrait commission #5

Another day, another Tav 💃

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Spring has sprung in the House of Hope! Haarlep has been a little more… excitable than usual, and Raphael needs your help to rein them in so they stop bothering him. He’s a busy devil, and there’s only one crown he is interested in… and it is not made of flowers.

Any ideas, little mice? 👀

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It's a scorching Tuesday in Avernus, and time to welcome another of our Infernal staff. Please meet layout designer and social media manager @otterina!

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Grab your paintbrushes, little mice! Please welcome our art coordinator @russica!

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I feel so honored and this is so beautifully well-written, I'm in love 🖤

Thank you again @kirain ✨

Part eleven of my appreciation project.

@luniidae A fic based on their wonderful art piece here, here, and here. Thank you for feeding the fandom!

Steam swirled in thick ribbons, carrying the scent of freesia and cedar through the air. The bathwater was hot, infused with medicinal soaps that eased the ache in Emmrich's muscles. He let himself sink into it, into her—Luvia, his beloved—his weight heavy but welcome in her lap.

As she traced slow, delicate circles over his chest, she kissed the nape of his neck. His skin was warm beneath her fingers, his damp, silver hair curling at the edges. His eyes, dim with fatigue, fluttered half-open before drifting shut, the gentle rise and fall of her chest a comfort beneath him.

"Feels nice," he murmured feebly. "Missed you..."

Her arms tightened around him, her lips brushing over the rough stubble of his jaw. She had missed him, too—more than words could ever express. But guilt coiled in her gut, sharp and relentless. He had pushed himself to the brink to save her, to pull her back from the impossible—enduring weeks of agony while, for her, mere hours had passed.

Indeed, the worst hours of her life, but he had done everything to console her.

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Luvia gasped as she felt solid ground beneath her feet, the suffocating unreality of the Fade torn asunder. Varric's death, Neve's capture, Davrin and Assan—all of her innermost regrets had been laid bare before her, in the cruelest, most merciless way imaginable. Pain and sorrow racked her body, but none of it mattered—not the cool night air, not the flickering light of the Veil closing behind her—only the man in front of her.

Emmrich.

His hands clutched her arms, steadying her, his hazel eyes wide with shock and devastation. He had caught her, wrenched her from the nightmare—and now he stood trembling, breath ragged, legs weak. Tears welled in his eyes, rolling down his cheeks as he stared into the distance, as if looking at her directly might shatter the fragile belief that she was real.

But she was. She was back—alive. She refused to be swallowed by despair, and his plan to cut through the Veil, against all odds, had succeeded.

Before either of them could think, he pulled her into a crushing embrace, his arms wrapped so tightly around her it hurt. But she clung to him just as desperately, her nails digging into his coat, tearing at the fabric.

"Emm...?" she choked, her red eyes shimmering with anguish and relief.

He held tighter, burying her face in his chest, the smell of his sweat yet more evidence of her freedom. A part of her was still uncertain, anxiously waiting for Emmrich to meld into some cosmic horror and mock her failures—but he never did.

"Mon amour," he hummed, the endearing moniker the final proof she needed.

It was over.

She struggled to compose herself, to mask her emotions with her usual guise of stoicism, but a sob tore from her throat before she could stifle it. She had thought—truly thought—that the Fade would plunge her into nothingness. Not death, but oblivion, forever trapped and unseen.

But Emmrich—he had found her.

He had saved her.

"You're safe," he whispered, his teeth clenching at the sound of her cries. "You're safe, Luvia."

They stood in silence, tangled in each other's arms, too stunned to move, too overwhelmed to speak. The others—Lucanis, Taash, Bellara, Harding—averted their eyes, giving them their moment. Elated as they were to see Luvia again, they knew something she didn't.

They knew Emmrich needed this.

"Let's get you home," he said at last.

Slowly, Luvia lifted her head, her lips parting to thank him, but the words died in her mouth.

He looked terrible.

Dark circles bruised his eyes, his face gaunt and hollow. His coat hung looser on him, as if he'd lost weight, and his silver hair was, for him, deplorably unkempt. He looked like a man who hadn't eaten, slept, or cared for himself in days.

"Emmrich..." she shuddered. "What happened?"

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Luvia kissed him again, the heat of the bath pulling her back to the present.

"Mon cœur?" she mumbled, her hands stroking the planes of his chest, slow and soothing.

She grimaced. He had fought for her, suffered for her—all without her knowing—and now he was utterly drained.

"I'm sorry," he stirred. "I can't seem to... keep my eyes open." He smiled faintly, his eyelids batting as he tilted his head back to catch a glimpse of her beauty. "Even though I want to stare at you forever... make up for lost time."

It wasn't fair.

"Just relax," she hushed. "We have all the time in the world now."

"Luvia..."

"Shhh."

She pressed a kiss to his neck, then another, trailing lower—to his collarbone, to his shoulder—her lipstick leaving subtle marks on his skin. Despite his exhaustion, he melted into her touch, moaning, longing to match her passion. But he could only manage to rub his thumb over her thigh as she shifted beneath him.

Then, one of her hands dipped into the water, gliding over his stomach.

Lower.

Lower...

His eyes snapped open, body tensing as heat flushed across his face.

"Luvia—!" His voice was weary, but desirous.

She grinned. She couldn't erase the weeks of torment he had suffered alone.

But in the very least...

"Let me thank you properly," she purred.

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The book in Emmrich's hand sank lower and lower, his eyelids growing heavier with each passing second. As the words blurred, their meaning slipping from his grasp, his head drooped to the side, slumping against the couch cushion.

"You're still so tired..."

He flinched, cracking one eye open to see Luvia standing in the doorway, her arms crossed. She seemed concerned, yet radiant as ever—her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, her legs wreathed by seductive stockings.

Beautiful, as always.

"Mm. Sorry I couldn't return the favour last night," Emmrich said, hoping to rile her.

It worked.

Luvia blushed, the red streak vivid against her pale complexion, betraying her instantly. Only he could fluster her so effortlessly, so shamelessly—but she quickly recovered, shaking her head.

"You can make it up to me later," she teased, sitting next to him.

Emmrich shifted, propping himself up on his elbows. "I could make it up to you now," he offered.

Before he could stand, Luvia placed a firm hand on his chest and pushed him back against the pillow, earning a soft oof. His eyes widened slightly as she loomed over him, her lips pressing into a thin line.

"That duplicate dagger," she groaned, her playfulness ebbed. "Did forging it sap your mana?"

His breath hitched, his expression unreadable as he looked away—unable, yet eager, to deny it.

"Emmrich, you need to tell me."

"Yes," he conceded. "It demanded more than I expected."

Her fingers curled under his chin, gently guiding his eyes back to hers. He shivered at her touch, but smiled—small, knowing. He wouldn't win this argument.

He never did—and Maker, how he admired that about her.

Luvia frowned, her hand moving to caress his cheek. "No wonder you're so exhausted, even after you slept so well last night. You should've said something."

He sighed, guilt creeping into his tone. "I'm sorry. But I didn't want you to blame yourself, and I knew that you would."

"It's hard not to," she winced. "For weeks you were torturing yourself. For me. For—"

"Don't," he pleaded. "Please."

Luvia scoffed, biting the inside of her cheek. "I love you, too," she grumbled. "But I'm still mad at you."

He took her hand, squeezing it tightly. "I'd do it again. And again. And again," he vowed. "And I know you'd do the same for me. I may not like your willingness to sacrifice yourself for me, just as you don't like my willingness to sacrifice myself for you—but damn it all, I love you. I'd drain every last drop of my magic if it meant saving your life."

Emmrich chuckled at her stubbornness, his smile laced with fond amusement—until, suddenly, his demeanour shifted.

"Are you all right?" he stressed, his voice somber. "After what happened in the Fade? I know I keep asking, but... I can't help but worry about you."

Luvia's breath caught, her gaze darting to the floor. For a while, she didn't answer. Then, quietly, she admitted, "I wasn't."

She nodded before looking back at him, determination replacing the vulnerability in her eyes. "But I am now. Now that we're back together, and we have a plan to save Neve. I won't lose anyone else to these 'gods'."

"Mon amour..."

He couldn't have been prouder of her—of her resilience, of her unwavering loyalty to her friends. Reaching up, he tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, his fingers lingering against her skin. Then he blinked, his eyes narrowing, the fabric that tickled his arm familiar.

"...Are you wearing my cardigan?"

"You're just noticing now?"

"As you said, I'm exhausted."

"I couldn't resist," she smirked, snuggling herself. "It's so warm."

"It suits you," he laughed, his fingers sliding down the woolly sleeve. "Though, if you're cold..."

Before she could react, Emmrich pulled her down onto the couch, wrapping her in his arms.

Luvia let out a quiet oof of her own but melted against him, her body fitting perfectly over his—as if it were fated. The steady thrum of his heartbeat filled her ears, calming her in a way she couldn't describe. That elegant rhythm, so very him—she feared she'd never hear it again.

"Rest, mon amour," he said, laying her head on his chest. "You need it as much as I do."

Luvia smiled, curling against him, craving his touch. As she nestled in, slipping her legs under the blanket, Emmrich pressed a tender kiss to her head, drinking her in. How he longed to ravish her, cursing his enervated state—but she was right, he had all the time in the world.

For now, he simply held her close, lulling both of them into a peaceful slumber.