#hws ivan

[arina-nov]

Who knows why, they light the stars? For whom are Moscow windows lit when winter will ends?

🎨Tw: Bright colors!🎨

[daydenmax-drawings]

"If you loved me, you wouldn't have missed"

[ivan-braginsky-fanpage]

He is so precious I must protect him...

[dappy-dappernette]

[samrut]

Interactions between Ivan and Tolys are so fun to imagine. There is so much tension...

Tolys had forgotten his planner in the hotel room. He rode the elevator upward. It dinged prematurely, and the doors slowly glided open.

Ivan Braginsky stood waiting. His soft, mauve eyes widened in surprise. He had not anticipated encountering a fellow colleague so early before the scheduled meeting. Certainly not a former underling.

He stepped inside. His movements were graceful for a man of such large stature. Tolys' body noticeably stiffened as Ivan extended a long, pale index finger and pressed his floor selection on the control panel.

A gentle smile spread wide across his face, "good morning, solnyshko," he greeted melodically.

Tolys knew better than to trust the devilishly handsome man's seemingly harmless smile. The mastered facade was convincing, but he was no fool.

Cautiously, Tolys replied, "hello, Mr. Braginsky. I would prefer we address each other formally."

"Oh?" Ivan answered in a condescending fashion. He flashed his brilliant, white teeth and said, "do you not consider us close? We have such a long history."

Tolys' brows furrowed. Unlike his colleague, he could not so easily mask his emotions. 

"I do not," he answered coldly with a piercing glare.

Ivan was momentarily taken aback by his reply, then began to chuckle in amusement. It made Tolys' stomach churn. He glowered up at him with disdain.

Placing his arms behind him, Braginsky approached. He circled him like prey. Tolys tried to evade him but found himself trapped between Ivan and the elevator controls.

With great force and calculated precision, Ivan slammed his hand into the control panel. The elevator shook violently, and the lights flickered overhead. The once warm, inviting smile had become malicious and twisted into a sinister grin.

Braginsky bent close to Tolys' ear. His breath was so cold it was nearly visible as he whispered sweetly, "let us catch up, solnyshko."

[mickskicks-art]

Next, a Russian!

[the-doll-house-gallery]

Oh hey look its the man behind the slaughter.

[snoozerin]

Repost cuz my stupid lil gif got all crunched up

[alloydia]

Калинка

[arina-nov]

(A more canonical version with a scarf at the bottom!)

Drawing of Ivan Rurikovich Braginsky in charcoal. 1895 year, Saint Petersburg.

[ma-re-zo]

My pookies Fyodor and Ivan

I made this without thinking at all my iq is in the negatives

[504py]

what was hima thinking drawing ivan in the sluttiest skin tight clothing ever??? 😭😭 *draws ivan in exactly that*

[dappy-dappernette]

Tbh I can never find a way to draw him that I like- He seems to have the most polarizing characterization in the fandom, I'm always torn between "big ol creepy cute somewhat Yami kawaii weirdo who likes pink and purple" or "big intimidating authoritative man who probably wrestles bears for a hobby" and it's surprisingly hard to find a good in between. I guess you can't please everyone, not even yourself. Let's just hope I like this ver enough to keep him for longer than a week! Oh Yeah! Bonus:

[hydraespacial]

.🇫🇷❤️🇷🇺.

[kamizuya]

Hetalia men vs women… 😅

Inspo: https://imgur.com/gallery/is-not-fact-that-hes-afraid-of-needles-its-fact-that-homies-are-there-him-his-time-of-need-BiYPibY

[the-doll-house-gallery]

♣️ King of Clubs ♣️

And finally, a redesign of Cardverse Russia! I actually had some fun designing him, and I really enjoy how he turned out!