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Artist Documents Tender Notes Over Acrylic Illustrations From Her Travels on a Moleskine Notebook
American artist Missy H. Dunaway documents her travels across the US, Europe, Turkey, and Morocco with extreme romanticism and poetry. Dunaway illustrates on her Moleskine journal a beautiful scenery with acrylic paint from her time in a specific location, then autographs each painting with a sweet excerpt of nostalgia.
She often composes goodbye notes on her journals, as she bids adieu to each city. Each cityscape portrait reveals a tender thought or memory of heartbreak or a desire for wanderlust.
Some of the lovely anecdotes read:
“Standing in Asia. Looking at Europe. Thinking of New York.”
“I moved to Istanbul (alone). I’ve been looking out my window more than usual.”
“I’ve discovered I have the gift to feel at home jus about anywhere.”
“I’ll press you in a book.”
“I was staring at the blinking lights of an airplane and waiting for sleep when a shooting star passed across my view, clear as day. I haven’t seen a shooting star in a whole decade.”
We highly urge everyone to click on each image to read the stunning passages. You can find these notebooks and more of her original work in her Etsy shop.
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Chapter 2
It had been a normal day for Michelle, until she found the Russian giant on the sands of her favourite beach.
Now, Seychelles had not had the quietest upbringing. Her history, especially after her independence, was dominated by coup after failed coup, more a spectacular mess than anything else. Not surprising, really, considering who her parents were. But, also being who they were, there had been lessons - dozens of boring, boring lessons - on, apparently, How To Survive ( it was more, she thought, How to Best Pick Fights and Not Make Friends, but meh. Europeans.) She’d been given a handbook too, underlined and highlighted, with stapled-in pages no less dog-eared that the rest, probably something passed down among her various pseudo-siblings, but that was besides the point. The point was, Seychelles did not follow most of the rules, but some she did, if only to be particularly safe.
So, naturally, the last thing she was expecting was to run into one of the countries on the ‘Avoid At All Cost’ list, lying on her beach, not realising that he was well on his way to getting very nicely sunburnt.
Witch Work by Neil Gaiman.
フラワー
So, this was a random piece I wrote a long time ago, in the pretty severe lack of actual friendly Russia.
Summary: Sometimes, you can find friends in the strangest of people.
It was a rare occasion indeed that the anthropomorphic personification of Russia found time to leave the wastelands of wintertime Siberia in favour of the warm tropics. His favourite haunt was a small group of islands off the north coast of Madagascar, Seychelles (though this may have been as much because it annoyed England and France, overprotective bastards that they were, as the warm sun).
He could relax here, without America’s obnoxious suspicion, or his little sister’s disturbing obsession for him. Just himself, the sun and warm sand, and of course, his beloved Magical Metal Pipe of Pain (it never hurt to be too cautious).
This was how Michelle, also called Seychelles, erstwhile adopted maybe-daughter of France and/or England, found him – coat, scarf and even trousers discarded in favour of swim trunks (complete with a dubious palm tree print) and pale skin and hair gleaming like silver in the sunlight.
I will say, thank you. I've been trying to get enough info to write a reasonably historical fic for a while, and now I have somewhere to start!
“Spain’s hegemony over the seas ended after the Armada’s defea-”
“The Anglo-spanish war (1585-1604) was a victory for Engl-”
“British Empire replaced Spanish Empire after 1588”
“Both Empires (Spanish and British) were even during X perio-”
“England and Spain have always been enemi-”
“England has always beaten the crap out of Spa-”
England/Spain is my OTP, and since I’ve read too many times things like the ones listed above I think some real historical stuff would be enlightening for everybody. So, shall we?
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Oooh, this sounds really cute.... I'd like to buy one. Like, the Queen of spades one.
I’ll sell this for about 7-8 USD, though, price might vary when the final product comes out, cheaper or so. Also, I’ll ship this world-wide!
There will be
Original Version (as in the pic)
Spades Queen Version
Bunny Version
Black Top Hat Version
2P Version
Mochi Version
And still open for more suggestions
I’ll sell this for about 7-8 USD, though, price might vary when the final product comes out, cheaper or so. Also, I’ll ship this world-wide!
There will be
Original Version (as in the pic)
Spades Queen Version
Bunny Version
Black Top Hat Version
2P Version
Mochi Version
And still open for more suggestions
http://salientia.livejournal.com/6028.html enjoy!
You guys know this EngMano fanfic on livejournal where everyones shocked that England and Romano are in a relationship and theyre sickeningly sweet together. But are actually lovingly throwing insults at another. Know that ??