"Solar Circle" — A 1965 Children's Song In Which A Boy Sings About How He Loves The Sun And His Mother

I cry and amazed by how people draw Peter so damn charming 😭💗

CUTIE PIE

Baby Sealand on a stroll 🥺

Without the overlay

BECAUSE LEARNING HOW TO DRAW NEW CHARACTERS KILLED MY GRANDMA OKAY

My normal vs my "Evil" style 😈💥

Veneziano is perfect for illustrating my art style (if this style even exist)

It seems interesting to me that Roderich spent some time in a wheelchair. I have a hedcanon that he started walking again relatively recently, and because of this he has problems with walking.

怒り| Anger

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it was supposed to be a post on February 14th, but I couldn't resist. I love this trend and thought it would be nice to make it with my beloved family 🌟

🤩and 🤲?

Thanks for the questions!

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?

Hmm, it's probably Russia and Sealand. Russia is pleasant to me because it is a familiar region for me, and I do not need additional information to complement the picture. You can always use your memories, the people around you, and personal experience. Moreover, everything I write with him turns out to be very warm and homely. I hope the "Taste of happiness" (wip) will turn out exactly like this. Sealand, for me, is like a child who has experienced a lot and there is a deep and strong Story behind his childish image. I hope that it will turn out that way!

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

"... The officer threw the boy into his cabin and dispersed the soldiers to firing positions, they scattered like cockroaches, and Rafs remained on the cabin floor. He's so small, the uniform comes off his narrow shoulders, and he looks at the man with fear while he walks like a barrel out the door and squints beady eyes at him. He combs his mustache and takes the soldier by the scruff of the neck again with a thick hand, sits him down at his desk and straightens his uniform, even somehow with care.

— You're a fool, Rafs. Smart people tell you - stay in the barracks and don't flout. And you? Oh, God be with you — waved his hand again, and spread out some papers in front of him

— I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to. But you understand - so many people are in danger, and I'm sitting in the barracks. But that's not the case! — The voice broke again and cracked so loudly, the boy wanted to go to war. To a real war with your soldiers!

— Set aside. It's not up to you to decide what they do, you're too small. And who will you protect with your discipline? You can't sit still for two minutes. Hold. — A calloused hand handed the boy an automatic pen and a sheet of paper — Can you write?

— No sir. Not able.

— Well, then you'll learn. Hold it and write it down — The boy had cards with the names of soldiers on his hands, there was a photo of a soldier on every corner, his age, parameters and occupation before the war. Were they all his people? How many! The boy was fascinated by the paper with incomprehensible symbols. And Rajuel himself was already considering the boy's attempts in an attempt to master writing.

The officer himself took a piece of cloth and lifted the soldier's pant leg, bent down, tied his ankle to the leg of a chair and sat the child back down. He checked for strength, and smiled smugly.

— Now you can't run away. You'll learn to write until we figure out what to do with you. And if we don't come up with it, we'll throw it into the sea. — The officer laughed and patted the child's head. He didn't seem to appreciate the joke.

— What does it mean to write? — Rafs turned the pen in his hands and poked it on the sheet, there was nothing. Poked again, still nothing. What is this strange device? I pulled my leg, and that one is tied tight. — And what will you do with me? I want to defend England!

— If you will, you will defend your England. In the meantime, sit and wait for orders — The man leaned out of the cabin and yelled at the whole deck — John! John! Come here, you brat!

Jonathan came running as if by magic, saluted and started staring at the child again, who was dejectedly wagging his free leg at the table.

— John, how are you spelling? – the soldier frowned and was taken aback by such a question..."

Thanks! 🤍

(*Sketch book drawing. Unfortunately I don't have a scanner*)

It's Alfred's time with his hair up! Does it suit him? It suits him.

This is a classic personality swap au, where kings and jocks -you wouldn't guess- swapped personalities with each other

In terms of main events - everything is the same as in comic/series, but clones have different relationships and shenanigans. For example, I like to think that Spade always draws on the walls and argues with Brolly, proving him this is real art and Felix is very annoying. Gabriel is permanently in his "soup state", except he doesn't go on about life, doesn't start conversations and answers only with questions, Romeo is a feminist, Waru is lame, Dante is confused and Kuromaku is a nice guy.

I believe that there is an english speaking part of 13 cards fandom, so I made this post for you guys (you can find russian version in my telegram channel)