#viktor mikhailovich

[kravchikfreak]

"probably won't ever be finished"-things dumping

1 and 2 - this was the idea of two-art post for ash's (from final space) crush on nightfall and how she acts on it in her two life periods

3, 4 and 5 - it's my favourite 30-something p.e. teacher and his 16 basketball/musician student ship (and THE FIRST EVER ship in general, it was my ship long before i knew what the ship even is) from russian tv show called ranetki (keep in mind the ship become legit canon in the actual show!!!! man some of yall wasn't a russian teen in 10s and it shows. shit was crazy and thank god i was lucky to be an eye witness of it)

6 and 7 - lunter. from the owl house for the ones who doesn't know them yet. their the best, lunter shippers are the best. if you ship lunter you have a great taste, my congrats, kisses in the neck (if you're into it only of course)

8 - it's supposed to be clauderry (from the dragon prince). i don't know how they even made me like them but here we are. i love them. they're my cutties

9 - chenford (from the rookie). they're canon btw. thank fucking god they are

10 - it's just an art my friend asked me to do. in 2022. april. 10th. and since you see it in "probably won't ever be finished"-things dumping.... oufff

[diioonysus]

winter + art

[aqua-regia009]

Knight at the Crossroads, 1882 - oil on canvas. — Viktor Vasnetsov (Russian, 1848-1926)

[random-brushstrokes]

Viktor Mikhailovich Oreshnikov - Violin player Olga Kotlyarevskaya (1962)

[holespoles]

Viktor Mikhailovich Vasnetsov "Sleeping Princess" detail

[whileurmine]

@icarian-carrion

he was hazy. fuzzy, distant, greyed out. the world was in bright color while his slipped away. viktor had called her, but it was all he managed to do. he called, asked, and then he was gone. sitting motionless in luis' jet. unmoving, for a good ten hours, while he stared at nothing, shaking his head at offers, ignoring the notifications in his phone, with no luggage but the clothes on his body and the gun in his back. — usually, viktor would have gone to his room. not the one in the guest house of luis' mansion, that he and alfie sometimes shared, not the one in the house luis' gave him near the city center, that was empty save for the bed it had when it was gifted to him, but the little one he had made himself, in an abandoned old shack in a part of the island that had been left behind when everyone moved to the newly built beach front skyscrapers, where there was better wifi, and no water or electric bills to be paid. usually, he would have gone to his room, laid on his bed and there he would have stayed. for hours, maybe, days, still, motionless, floating. until the morning in which he woke back up in his body and went to work. he would pretend it never happened, luis would consider it a lesson learned, they would both move on. in this life of theirs, there were much worse consequences for mistakes as bad as his was. — but this time, for some reason, he called. he called, sat on a jet, ordered an uber, and it wasn't until he was already standing there, knocking at her door, that he realized he had never been in her place before.

[loiladadiani]

Frog Princess

Viktor Mikhailovich Vasnetsov (1848 – 1926)

Vasnetsov was a Russian artist who specialized in mythological and historical subjects. He is considered a co-founder of Russian folklorist and romantic nationalistic painting and a key figure in the Russian Revivalist movement.

Nobody needs to tell me that he was a genius. The world of Russian/Slavic fairy tales is beautiful, cruel, complicated, etc. Vasnetsov got into that world and painted it so we could see it and would miss nothing. You should check some of his other work.

[blogdemocratesjr]

Knight at the Crossroads by Viktor Mikhailovich Vasnetsov (1882)

This too is a great discovery of Rudolf Steiner: that Perceval is the first ‘modern’ man, the first westerner of the modern age, for he has entered this Age before its time, while other men have still to develop by slow and gradual degrees to the point where he already stands.

But now the Grail story goes on and describes just how such a man actually finds his way to the Holy Grail. Precisely this kind of soul is able to find its way to the highest spiritual possession. And it is this which is so wonderfully described by Wolfram von Eschenbach: how this same Parzifal, after many wanderings, achieves the quest and is permitted to take one other with him to the Grail. He chooses to take Fierefis, who is ‘black and white’ and is his step-brother on the father’s side. The father is the husband of Queen Secundilla of India. With this, something of the deepest significance enters the Grail story. It shows us that the western man is brother of the eastern man, and that the eastern man can achieve his goal in no other way than with the help of the western.

—Walter Johannes Stein, The Death of Merlin, (p.125–7)

[whileurmine]

"I—" He stumbles on the answer and he knows stumbling on an answer is the worst thing he can possibly do around Cas, but he can't help that one. "What difference does it fucking make what I am mad about? I'm mad about— I don't know. I'm mad about you being a weird fucking motherfucker!" Usually that was what it all boiled down to honestly, "Also, I didn't try to kill you, for the record, I held a gun to your face, that's different."

"I mean, no offence, but that seemed a great thing to keep hidden from you. You know, all things considered?" Like the fact that the other had almost killed him at least 3 times this month alone. "Are you really upset that I keep this a secret, or is it because I kept it from you?"

[splittersplack]

Detail from Judgement Day by Viktor Mikhailovich Vasnetov

[mockva]

“Bogatyrs” - a painting by the Russian artist Viktor Mikhailovich Vasnetsov and its installation

[random-brushstrokes]

Viktor Mikhailovich Vasnetsov - Girl gathering flowers in the wood (1876)

[whileurmine]

"well, the words like it's normal did not leave my mouth, now, did they?" not her point, no, but, "i'm just saying this will be over faster, if you help me." viktor had already dragged the body out of the way anyway. now it mostly digging.

katherine

open to: anyone

"you're asking me to hide a fucking body like it's normal! how am i supposed to stay calm?"

[website-com]

Vittorio Reggianini 1800s, Pascal Dagnan-Bouveret 1882

Frédéric Soulacroix, Bernhard Osterman 1870–1938

józsef arpád koppay 1903, frederic leighton 1830-1896

Artemisia Gentileschi 1623-1625, Sophie Anderson 1823–1903

horst kristner 2015, micheal leonard 1993

Vlaho Bukovac 1909, lothar von seeback 1898

louis anquentin 1886-1887, halyna mazepa 1946

evgeny sedukhin, Andrey Mikhailovich Ponomarev 1960s

scheherazade 1921, willem gerard hofker 1948

albert besnard, clement serneels 1939

Georges Lepape 1912, viktor zaretsky 1989

Makinti Napanangka 2001, Jean-Michel Basquiat 1981

james gleeson 1984 dino, buzzati 1967

[whileurmine]

@rennisaturate liked this for a random starter with random muses. (2/2)

"right now? you wanna yell at me right now? while there are people following us and trying to shoot us? you don't think this can wait until a more opportune time?"

[classic-asian-art]

Sirin et Alkonost, une chanson de joie et de chagrin (Sirin and Alkonost, A Song Of Joy And Sorrow) Oiseaux prophetiques a visage de femme du folklore russe - Oeuvre de Viktor Mikhaylovich Vasnetsov (1848-1926), aquarelle sur papier by Victor Mikhailovich Vasnetsov(Undated, watercolour)