#based off of the ivan the terrible and his son painting

[sharkfinnz]

ripley the terrible

[qutille]

all we are, all we are is bullets, i mean this

all we are, all we are is bullets, i mean this

as lead rains will pass on through our phantoms forever, forever

like scarecrows that fuel this flame, we’re burning forever and ever

know how much i want to show you you're the only one

like a bed of roses there's a dozen reasons in this gun

[professionallydeadinside]

Randy Bradley and his coworker Benson

[sealrock]

decembhyur, day 1: journey

no... I don't think so.

[angel-blitz]

❗️TW for death, blood, angst❗️

Looks like wendell forgot to wear red during hunting season....

[kaitcake1289]

i have an iwtv art idea….but i’m not sure about which character to choose and i would want a second opinion

[tlcartist]

My boy... I... I’m... killing my boy. Lisa, I’m killing our boy. We painted these walls... we made these toys... It’s our boy, Lisa. Your greatest gift to me... and I’m... killing him. I must already be dead.

Closeups and bg info below 👇

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Ivan the Terrible was the first Tsar of all of Russia with his reign lasting from 1533-1584. While he greatly expanded Russia’s territory during his life, he was also a tyrant who ruled with an iron fist. His life is complex and filled with many tragic and traumatizing events which likely led to his fits of paranoia, rage, and mental instability, though they by no means excuse his heinous actions, one of which, was the death of his son by his own hand.

When I first saw the original painting I was struck by the sheer emotion within it. Grief, regret, shame, terror, all of it is clearly expressed in Ivan’s expression. The once powerful ruler now small and powerless to stop the events that he set in motion. I like to think that Dracula felt similar emotions at the end of S2 of Castlevania and wanted to explore an alternate ending where, instead of our heroes emerging battered and triumphant, things went horribly wrong. It was also a fun way to bring back the family portrait I did as an Easter egg in the bg.

Castlevania never ceases to be a source of inspiration for me and I hope to create more art based off of it in the future. ❤️

[fyodors-fancy-teacup]

FyoLai

Based off from the painting Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan

Instead of the father killing his son out of wrath, Nikolai kills Fyodor out of his desire for freedom and later on regrets it. I have nothing else to say here except that I love FyoLai angst <3

[tappioca]

James the terrible and his wife Mary

based off the painting “Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan” by Ilya Repin (c. 1884)

[remyisartistic]

Do you ever think William regret a what he’s done? William the terrible and his son. Based off of the famous Russian painting, Ivan the terrible and his son.

[ataraxiaspainting]

Heyy!! I don’t know if you still do Chrollo fics , but if you’re doing recommendations/commissions , can you make something like where the readers like “do you think you’ll kill for me one day?” and he’s like “yes. of course I will my darling” ?? It’s based off a sound I heard somewhere .. I think the song is called “I want it all” by Lana del ray. Thank you!! 🫶

damn he really would say that huh?

Bad Habit.

Yan Chrollo x F Reader.

Synopsis: “Where there is carnage, there is beauty.”

Warnings: Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, general anxiety and uneasiness, references to disturbing works of art (Saturn Devouring His Son, The Nightmare, Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan), manipulation, and talks of violence.

Word Count: 900.

*~*~*~*

There are as many things people can see as beautiful as there are shades of light shining through a prism.

Spectrums are quite common along with comparison and placement. It varies greatly from person to person, their preferences and their life experiences and their joys, and their fears.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, yes, but the eye of the beholder is also the window to their soul, to their psychological responses and traumas and memories of a past that would rather either be forgotten or worshiped. Every soul is different, and there is beauty in that. So, why do you find the heart and soul of Chrollo Lucilfer, whom many would call beautiful if they never knew him for what he truly is, so, so simply lovely? It does not have to do with his mannerisms or his confidence or his knowledge of virtually everything in this world, you concluded one day, after receiving yet another call from him, with him, as always, asking general questions like if you miss him and such. It is because he is the only thing I can cling to that will stay here, with me.

You cling onto him like a lost puppy, yearning for any sort of affection they can get no matter the cost. You did that when he first transported you from one place to another with hardly regarding any words from you on the matter. You do that now, in this art museum, full of unfamiliar faces and unfamiliar artwork and unfamiliar architecture. You missed home, back then. You still do now, and Chrollo still does not care one bit.

His hand is like a cuff, his arm like a chain, as he walks with you from one room to the next. But, still, it is the only thing that keeps you from falling apart.

So, like a sort of dance, you two move in sync. It is up to Chrollo as to if or when you will stop. It is never up to you, after all.

Does Chrollo enhance the horrific allure of these paintings, or does he once again bring all the attention to himself?

*~*~*~*

“Mythology often comes from our own woes.” He says, pointing upward, slowly, to Cronos’s eyes, which are bloodshot and large and dark. “A popular theory was that Goya was representing an oppressive government through Kronos, and the son that was prophesized to kill him as an adult represented the people who had started to revolt. But others don’t see it that way, oddly enough.”

You don’t respond, you simply look at the beheaded infant, which looks so soft and so rotten at the same time, with blood and deskinned chewed flesh running down his neck. He fits into his father’s hands perfectly, like he was made to be eaten.

*~*~*~*

“While most incubi are written and drawn as physically attractive creatures, this one in particular looks more akin to a gargoyle than that of a man.” He hums, and you can feel his hand wrap more tightly around yours. Not so much in a strangling, hurtful way, but rather just in a sort of reminderful way. “Maybe Fuseli was trying to make sure that the point of what the incubus really is is sent across to the viewers?”

With not a single word coming out of your mouth, a sure sign that you are zoning out his words, he squeezes a bit tighter to get your attention back where he wants it to be.

“What do you think, beloved?”

Once again, instead of answering, you choose to remain silent and focus your attention on other things. So, you look around. To the floor. To your high heels. Everything else, anything else. Only silence remains for a few more moments, but when the silence is not enjoyed any longer with another increase in his grip, you decide to answer before you get yourself into trouble.

“...I… I think that maybe it deals with sleep paralysis.”

Chrollo widens his eyes and smirks, and from those actions alone you know you have created a believable lie and concept that is sure to be amusing to him.

You’re forgiven.

*~*~*~*

“Historians say that the son’s death was the point of no return for Ivan.” A cradling of the arms and a Cat’s Cradle are the same; they both trap those within them.

Eyes are still eyes, whether they are real or not. Ivan the Terrible’s show a thousand tragedies and a thousand other faces his destiny could have worn, if he pushed the other one aside, if he had the strength to.

“Just like how Ivan was his son’s undoing, his son was also his.”

*~*~*~*

“...Would you ever kill for me?”

Violence is often not the only path Chrollo can choose to take. His words can be another, albeit that road will be much longer, and less smooth.

Who knows what he will choose when the hour of the heist comes to fruition when the art can finally be grasped and never let go of?

Which path do you prefer?

Which path does he prefer?

Do you prefer to be threatened with sweet honey that sticks to your skin or is so hot that it burns it?

“Of course, my dear.”

What you find grotesque, like the way the topic of violence is spoken so naturally from you and him, Chrollo always seems to find beautiful, like the way your moving lips are so lush.

…

Paintings are often just a reflection of how the world is, after all.

[astronomergrump]

SPOILERS for bad parenting 1

Fanart was inspired/based off of the painting 'Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan' by Ilya Repin

Heeyyooo, I'm really proud of this piece of art and I'm hoping to get back into the swing of things like drawin and postin my doodles. I may doodle some more stuff from bad parenting, dunno

[groggygrimalkin]

Crowbar and his daughter Damara

Based off the painting "Ivan the terrible and his son Ivan"

[capricule]

sorry folks, I'm in my eyestrain era

pose is loosely based off the ilya repin painting, ivan the terrible and his son

[werepaladin]

The Academic and his Protégé - my piece for the Darkest Dungeon 2023 zine based off the painting Ivan the Terrible and His Son by Ilya Repin.

Darkest Dungeon 2 is a game that means a lot to me personally so I'm super proud to be a part of the zine.

Check out the zine here!

[vierrel41n]

Sketch dump!!!!

Primrose(Prim)! Ben and Holly’s scene daughter!!

My ocs Olive and Fern! They’re adoptive siblings :3

They’re from outside the little kingdom so Fern really grew up with only elf culture and influence. Fern can’t fly since he never learned to but since moving to the Little Kingdom he did learn a bit of magic.

It’s Gardenia and Aethel again!!! This is very obviously inspired by Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan. That painting makes me feel things 😞😞😞

I won’t spoil much to their story and what this scene is about but I will say this is where Gardenia goofed too hard

I kind of gave up drawing this after like 5 minutes I could’ve done more with it but for a 5 minute sketch it’s not that bad

Sum art I did of King Thisle and his progression to Kinghood in my mlp au.

Oh and there’s a concept sketch I did of Mr Elf. Him with sunglasses is just based off of a loose headcanon that I had about what he was like before he had children lol.

Some more oc!!!

1. There’s Myopsida- an octopus princess pretending to be a human so she doesn’t get turned into sashimi

2. Maple- a teenage fairy who is an unnaturally fast flier. Just not a very careful one. Though her speed makes her great at her job. She’s basically the Little Kingdom’s postal service.

3. Sophie- a teenage elf who doesn’t talk much unless during competitions in which she will win at all costs. She is not a very nice competitor