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arina/арина, she/her, телеграм @tvarinich 🕊️ @maybe-arinich sh1tpost and WIPs 🕊️ the goldfinch, good omens, hetalia

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today is my birthday! i’m turning 23🤭 and i want to say thanks y’all for being here with me! love!!!!

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frühling🪻

for @mslorelina-blog

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yall send me some rusprus requests please🤭 i can’t promise i’ll draw them immediately (i have some very urgent things to finish) but it’s very interesting for me to try

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third season in two weeks🕊️

so i’ve decided to redraw my artwork from 2019. it was, of course, inspired by the gustav klimt’s «kiss»

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vulnerability

my gangstalia version of ivan is here

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got so excited for the upcoming third season so i’m cooking something (redrawing my own artwork from 2019)

updated: final version is here🕊️

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My honest reaction each time I see one of your gorgeous arts *.☆⸜(⑉˙ᗜ˙⑉)⸝♡.*

uh oh thank you!!!

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Little Teuton

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Northern Italians don't look like that.

oh holy moly i’m sorry for not being a certified anthropologist💀 that’s just my vision bud, it’s not even canonically accurate. therefore i once was in italy (north specifically) and what can i say is that italians all looked different. and my way of drawing n.italy is reflecting the vibe i caught there🫶🏻

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In what once was Königsberg, 1960’s

The shearling wool tickled his cheek, soft and bouncy in the way only a lamb’s fur could be. The strands were coiled neatly and kept him warm in his heart’s country. It wasn’t too long ago when he’d have stripped the hide of an animal himself- he remembered many outings into the woods with naught but a rifle and a blond pup following his lead.

Further yet into the past, when he’d gut and tan his kills himself, in barren forests where his prey soaked the snow red and nothing but trees holding his congregation. Things had been primal then, every day a fight for survival. Blood roaring, fingers twitches and teeth gnashing until one chipped.

The cigarette ash had fallen on part of his lapel. He’d brush it off, knowing the pelt would be singed, fingers still twitching even now.

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Prussia headcanon (ship related tho) Gilbert enjoys using Ivan as a weighted blanket he enjoys being smooshed

OMG yea… ​I like him also being claustrophobic so I think it comes as a slight surprise to Gil when a suffocating weight on him feels.. good??? Trapped/pinned/big bear all around him, SHOULD be excruciating.. but then he finds the squeeze comforting, his racing heart slows down and his twitchy fingers find a loose hold in Ivans shirt/hair/etc

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But I say to you, love your enemies, bless those who curse you, do good to those who hate you, and pray for those who spitefully use you and persecute you. (Mat.5:44)

another doodle bc i love em so much😔🤌🏻

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Toy with a pulse

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Someone help them