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Happy Danatole wedn–Friday day

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now goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

(designs based on the toronto cast)

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Continues the train of thoughts

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I haven’t drawn Anatole seriously since 2019 we are entering the dark age

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and, it's easy done,

OUR LITTLE REMEDY.

[ ID: A painting of a shirtless Anatole Kuragin and Fyodor Dolokhov kneeling in front of one another on a bed. Dolokhov is behind Anatole, his right arm sneaking around Anatole's shoulder to hold his chest, and his left cradling his cheek. Both Anatole's arms are behind his back, and he wears an apathetic yet yearning expression. Dolokhov looks in front of Anatole and smiles widely. The two men are painted in warm colours, while the background is cool coloured. The background has a halftone overlay, and the men are shaded to allude to a light source not visible on the left. END ID ]

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thinking so much about danatole

look at them

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Thought I’d draw the runners up in my wap ship poll :3c first off, Moscow’s finest young men doing what fine young men do best

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Trying to draw in krita again ft.men

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Love me tonight and let the devil take tomorrow.

[id: Digital sketch of Dolokhov and Anatole from the Great Comet. They are dancing, Fyodo's hand on Anatole's waist. Fyodor's half smiling half smirking at him. /end id]

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Dance, russian boys, dance!

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And I also ship Anatole and Fedor Dolokhov=). I ship them with all my heart and I’ve got one funny head canon: they decided to marry right after Natasha’s elopement fail.

P. S. I drew this month ago and I didn’t know that Anatole had black eyes…

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Dance, russian boys, dance!

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Forget her, she's gone.

[id: fanart of Dolokhov and Anatole from Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812. Anatole is leaning on Dolokhov's knee with his eyes closed, a peaceful expression on his face. Dolokhov is looking to our left. They're both wearing loose white blouses and Anatole is wearing his vest unbuttoned. /end id]

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'Cause, darling, I was born to press my head between your shoulder blades at night when light is fading

[id: digital art of Anatole Kuragin and Fyodor Dolokhov from Great Comet. Fedya is asleep, leaning on Anatole's shoulder, holding him by the arm. Anatole's head is leaning on Fedya's and he is also asleep. /end id]

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happy marina and the diamonds froot season, happy danatole season. may all your relationships be fucked and twisted.

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Music is magic. You are music.

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[id: a digital sketch of Fyodor Dolokhov and Anatole Kuragin from Natasha, Pierre and the Great Comet of 1812. They are shown full body, sitting on a vague idea of a staircase. Fyodor is on our left, playing the guitar. Anatole is looking at him, sitting right, one hand on his knee and resting his face on the other. /end id]

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so as it turns out i shouldn't have posted those dolokhov doodles yet cause i had more of that in me to accompany them