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Nastya/ I post my drawings here, though rarely.

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I really like this russian edition of classic books. Letting famous artists do the covers in YA style was such a simple but clever decision. According to the recent study the number of teenage readers increased, possibly thanks to these covers. I own traditional classics with blank covers but if I ever see one of these in the wild, it’ll probably make me go feral.

Here are some of my favs:

Dracula (art by Renibet)

2.Jane Eyre (art by Ulunii)

3. Little women (art by чаки чаки)

4. The Idiot (the hedgehog-omg-) (art by Xinshi)

5. Pride and Prejudice (art by Cactusute)

6. War and Peace (art by Xinshi)

7. Wuthering Heights (art by Renibet)

8. The Great Gatsby (art by NIKEL)

9. Frankenstein (art by Iren Horrors)

10. Crime and Punishment (art by REDwood)

11. Anna Karenina (art by Ulunii)

12. The Cherry Orchard (art by lewisite)

13. The Master and Margarita (art by Renibet)

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continuation of the previous post

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Billy Bat

Billy Bat from Naoki Urasawa manga's "Billy Bat"

I haven't painted for a very long time, probably for more than five years. I found such a thing in an art store as a "glass pen". Here is the result of my drawing test by him.

Я очень давно не рисовала, наверно, уже более пяти лет. Нашла такую вещь в художественном магазине, как "стеклянное перо". Вот и результат моей пробы рисования им.

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[HTTYD] Break your heart, steal your crown

Sometimes ya just gotta write angst. Lotta people liked Coming Down is the Hardest Thing, my version of the ‘Hiccup runs away and becomes the “Dragon Master”, Astrid’s offered up as a Sacrifice years later’ tropes without Hiccup being a dick, and there were requests for sequels, which I didn’t do because this was all I had. Two years post Coming Down is the Hardest Thing, 4220 words, angst and some fluff.

“Berk is dying.”

The words sat heavily in the air of the smithy, lingering like a spectre between Stoick and Gobber.

Stoick almost wished he could take the words back, but that wouldn’t change the accuracy of his words. Berk was dying.

Gobber closed his eyes and sighed, giving him a weary nod of agreement. So he had seen it too. Or more likely, he had seen it in Gothi’s last roll of the bones, before she had gone to bed and passed away in her sleep, leaving the fortune out for Gobber to read when he found her body this morning.

He hadn’t actually told Stoick what the bones had said, giving him the same world-weary look he was currently wearing instead.

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Это вторая часть данного фика https://archiveofourown.org/works/19183054

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I love you, Bars 😚

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Pen, markers

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Every year, while my family decorating a Christmas tree, i always find old christmas tree toys. They are from around 90-s, because become scary to look. I decided do custom-art them

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I tried to art a rotoscope animation of my hand

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Watercolor, ink