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rudnitskaia · 28 days
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Mau: Pizza for a kiss is only on Fridays! Rocky: Tsk, that's a pity...
If you've heard someone's inappropriately loud happy scream, that was me. My husband just gifted me a commission with RoMaunce from one of my favorite artists. 🥹
Just look at them, LOOK AT THEM! ✨😭✨
The amazing artist who did this masterpiece is @erikaerai (also here are the links to her VK blog and her Telegram channel) ✨💖✨
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aghostnamedcalamity · 3 months
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You and Me, Always Forever
My part of an art trade with the ever-so-lovely @rudnitskaia ! Featuring her OC Maura Venza with Rocky 💕 and just in time for an early Valentine’s Day!
Hope you like it, Heldig!! 💕
Song credit here because I usually listen to something for very specific inspiration.
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ahhhh-118 · 1 month
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAURA!!!🎉🎉❤️
I made a little portrait of her for @rudnitskaia as a gift to celebrate her charming LackaOC Maura!
She is such a fun and amazing character and Heldig, you are such an awesome person!❤️ Thank you for being so welcoming to me when I first posted about Maríanne!❤️❤️
I hope you enjoy this gift!
Also Maríanne is inviting Maura for drinks 🤠
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(Please keep her away from the bunny hugs. Please. 😭)
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spiky-berry21 · 20 days
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G'day mates!
Haven't posted in a while but thought I might as well showcase some practice sketches of other's Lacka-oc's/ Lackasona's!
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Maura Venza belongs to @rudnitskaia
Marianne Villanueva belongs to @ahhhh-118
Lacrimosa Ambrose belongs to @samantha-and-her-chaotic-desires
And finally, Calliope Cairns belongs to yours truly
Planning on drawing more Lacka-oc headshots in the near future (hopefully)
Have a wonderful day/night!
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acesandocs · 1 month
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Happy birthday Mau!
''The parcel is wrapped in Kraft paper, from the wrinkles you can tell this isn't the first time its been used. Two pansies are pinned under the twine holding the package together and the stems are a little mangled.''
Would you like to open your gift?
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''Inside is a scarf, it seems to have been patched together with three different fabrics but its none the less lovingly stitched and embroidered. On closer inspection the stems of the flowers are covered in dirt, that looks like it has been hastily brushed off.''
Ace doesn't have a lot of money but she is pretty good with a needle and thread, so she managed to put together a little something for Mau's birthday. And lets just say she ''found'' the flowers on her way to the party.
Mau belongs to @rudnitskaia
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rudnitskaia · 1 month
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Happy Birthday, my dear girl. You can't even imagine how much light you've brought into my life. Shine bright. ✨
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rudnitskaia · 3 months
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It's The Caturday Evening Post!
I know that it's Sunday, but the 10th of March, 1928 was Saturday, so let's light it up. ✨
P.S.: The original Saturday Evening Post’s cover art is under the cut.
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rudnitskaia · 4 months
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The joke got out of hand. 😂
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rudnitskaia · 1 month
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✨DRUNKEN BIRTHDAY PARTY✨
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A few sketches for @ahhhh-118 after Maríanne's invitation to drink some bunny hugs to celebrate Maura's birthday. x))
Featuring:
Rocky Rickaby and gorgeous Tracy J. Butler herself by @lackadaisycats
Maríanne Villanueva by @ahhhh-118
Unknown Creature by @aghostnamedcalamity
and Maura Venza by me 😁
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rudnitskaia · 1 month
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What can you tell us about Sebastian?! O.O
My newest hyperfixation?
HEYYYYYYY MITYYYYYYYYYYY 💖💖💖 Thank you for the ask, broski. ✨ So, let me introduce you
SEBASTIAN RIVA
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Sebastian Riva is the younger of two sons of Leone Riva. He is almost four years younger than Mau, so in 1927 Sebastian is 18.
(Little reminder: Leone Riva is the best friend of Augusto Venza since their childhood, and it was him who invited the Venza family to move to New York from Turin. I mentioned him in Augusto’s bio here.)
Unlike his older brother Paolo, Seb is as far away as possible from his father's illegal business and the underworld in general. In a way, Sebastian and Maura are similar; both are driven by natural curiosity, but this trait manifested itself in both of them in different ways. Seb is the kind of child who will destroy take apart all the devices in the house to see how they work, and who will fidget in his chair, thinking how these complicated things can be improved. He's especially attracted to automobiles. If he didn't have to eat and sleep, he probably wouldn't leave the garage. And to capture all his discoveries he had a little hobby in the form of drawing.
Fun fact: Seb inherited the entrepreneurial drive of his ancestors and in his youth was already well off with money, drawing erotic pictures almost to the whole neighborhood. 😂 For this he got a few hits with a broom from Mau, but Seb managed to literally buy her silence with 10% of his profits. 🤣
In 1927, Sebastian entered university and began studying engineering. There he continued to draw for money, but this time not only naked bodies, but mostly course works on drafting for other students. Subsequently, he successfully got a job at an automobile factory and married a racer, for whom he, among other engineers, improved the racing bolide. He was head over heels in love with this girl and was so zealous to meet her that he almost threw himself under her wheels. As we already know, in the end he got her favor, and has never regretted it for all the long years of his life.
I think the guy hit the lifetime jackpot. Let's be happy for him. x))
TL;DR
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rudnitskaia · 29 days
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Part 3/3, number 70 from that question list, asked by @ahhhh-118!
...one must really have an eternal patience to bear Mau. x)) And I'm eternally grateful for your asks and your patience for me, my dear @ahhhh-118! I think I improved my skills much while working on this series, and it all thanks to the opportunities and inspiration you gave me. ✨💖✨
Montgomery Pirozhanskii belongs to my beloved husband @lansayn ✨ Maríanne Villanueva belongs to my friend @ahhhh-118 ✨
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rudnitskaia · 2 months
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Part 2/3, number 15 from that question list, asked by @ahhhh-118!
Thank you so much for your interest and for the opportunity to develop such interesting topics, it's such a pleasure to work on these asks! ✨💖✨
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rudnitskaia · 1 month
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MAU!!! 🥳🥳🥳
I tried SO HARD to have this ready in time but my week was so swamped 😭 and then I was hoping to get it done today but my Sunday ended up being super busy! Thought it’d slip it in here anyways just so you know I didn’t forget, my beautiful sweet Diggy, I just have very poor time management skills 😢 Love you! ♥️
Broski, I love you. I simply love you. My heart is melting. Mau in your artstyle is simply gorgeous. So gentle, so... her? Thank you for this amazing gift, I'm indescribably happy. Don't you dare to apologize for anything, I'm only honored you took time to draw a gift for me! You're my precious honeybun and I will always take care of you and carry you in my arms. ✨💖🥹💖✨
But when I saw the label of the bouquet I thought: "Where Rocky could possibly get such a stunning bouquet??" My variants were:
From Nina's garden (he would've been dead already xDD).
Accidentally stumbled to it in some dumpster.
Took from some grave on a cemetery.
Ooooor...
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...this. xDD
Forgive me for this. I had to.
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rudnitskaia · 5 months
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It circled around in my head for a while already, but now I rewatched and it suddenly hit me. Rocky and Mau together have very strong vibes of Olivia Hussey and Leonard Whiting from the time period of Zeffirelli's Romeo and Juliet. Just look at 'em and tell me they do not.
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rudnitskaia · 3 months
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15, 17, 70 on the OC question list for Maura!
Curious to hear more about her :D
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Part 1/3, number 17 from that question list, asked by @ahhhh-118!
Thank you so much for your questions, dude, it was very fun to draw! 😄 Sorry I was so slow with it, though. x)) I promise to work on the answers to your other questions faster! :3
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rudnitskaia · 25 days
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Im desperately withholding the urge to ask like 13 questions for romauncebut ive narrowed it down to 3, 6, 18 and 19
Hey-hey, Edd! ✨
Thank you for your wonderful ask again! I'm very grateful for the inspiration and the opportunity you gave me to reveal more of the RoMaunce story. 💖
I decided to write and post the ficlets for the remaining part of your ask all at once. I remember you wanted a drawing for № 18, and I will certainly do it in the end of May / beginning of June (only from Rocky's perspective and containing that bonus part of the question), but now I want to cover it at least with a short story. :3
So, here they are, the ficlets for questions № 3, № 6 and № 18 from that list in the chronological (for the characters) order.
№ 18 - Who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch? (Bonus: what does it usually say?)
A Real Unicorn
“Oh, Rocky, what a—” Ivy stopped short when she noticed that the pieces of paper she had picked up from the floor beneath the table where Calvin and Rocky had been sitting just a moment ago weren't trash, but… notes.
A pile of small, tightly crumpled notebook sheets, all neatly handwritten in pencil. It was unlikely that anyone had ever given Rocky an assignment on paper, and Calvin also had no reason to write so often to the cousin whom he saw every day. Maybe Rocky wrote down poetry that way? Though it would have been a bit of a stretch to assume that he was that meticulous. Ivy stroked the sheets with her fingers. Were they really valuable, since Rocky kept them with him, or did he just put them in his pocket and then forget to throw them away? It wasn't that important, actually. It was better to just return the loss… but curiosity eventually got the better of Ivy.
Forgetting about the plates and cups, she began to read the lines, puzzled to find a strange list of orders from the cafeteria. Pizzas, pastas, salads, coffee… no, Ivy didn't see anything surprising in the fact that Rocky might have dined somewhere else besides Little Daisy, but why did he keep the notes that the waitresses usually made for the kitchen?
She wondered about that until she accidentally turned over one of the sheets.
What she saw was hard to comprehend. With each new word, Ivy's gaze grew more excited. Her heart beat more frequently. Her eyebrows arched in surprise.
She didn't stop until she had read them all, from beginning to end, but even then she couldn't believe it. Ivy sat back in the chair and stared at the wall.
What was more likely? That Rocky had completely lost his mind and over and over again was writing himself tender endearments and, for some reason, wishes of bon appétit, in the same thin handwriting that listed the orders on the back side of the sheets, or that he had a… no, it couldn't be. It seemed ridiculous to even try to imagine.
After all, if somewhere in the world there existed a woman who willingly writes such words to Rocky Rickaby, then somewhere in St. Louis might as well live a real unicorn.
№ 3 - Most common argument?
The Chains That Are Too Short
“Someday I'll steal you away for more than a couple hours, and then we'll get really entertained,” Rocky chuckled, helping Mau roll up the blanket. Another night under the stars in St. Louis was coming to an end.
“Really? Are you planning something for a whole three hours?” quipped Maura at him.
“I was rather hoping for something between fifty years and forever,” Rocky shrugged, picking up his violin case. “And then it is as it goes. You know, all that happily ever after, but… livelier. With a bit of sparks here and there.”
“Hmm. So, you’re going to take me, like a princess, away on a white horse to your sugar castle in the kingdom beyond the clouds, and we'll live in love and harmony, become exemplary neighbors, start paying our taxes, have a bunch of obnoxious kids and die the same day.”
“Why not?” Rocky seemed not to notice her sarcasm. “Yes, the script is old-fashioned, but it's proven by both time and folklore. It's almost a guide to action, if you know how to apply folk wisdom properly. And if we dig deeper into the poetry of feudal Europe, we can probably find a couple or three good tips even about paying taxes.”
“Maybe so, but unfortunately, happy fairytales are now left only as an exception and only on the stages of theaters. And you and I don't have enough for a single ticket even together,” Mau started to walk toward the fire escape, but Rocky caught up with her and took her by the arm. Her words, or rather what was clearly between the lines, made his heart feel totally uneasy.
“Mau… I can get some money. I…”
“It's not about money, Roark,” she sighed. “Or rather, it's not just about them. You know it well already…” she took only a step before Rocky stopped her again.
“Come with me,” he blurted out anxiously.
“Where to?”
“In general! Now! We could live together…”
“You sleep in a car. Which isn't even yours.”
“If I rearrange a few things, we both could fit in there. And I could give the cactus to Freckle…”
“Roark…”
“And… and! And I could also ask Miss M. about a job for you. Sooner or later things will get better at Lackadaisy, and… what if we could rent a room together?”
“That's the very problem. I can't be seen anywhere in criminal circles. My father and I are being chased, and rumors will definitely spread if I show up in the underground, and then… then my father and I will have to run away again, and if anyone finds out that you and I are together… Dio mio, don't you realize they'll kill you?”
Rocky quietly groaned and started pacing back and forth. He was almost shaking from nerves. Mau, meanwhile, continued, oblivious to the need to speak in a low voice:
“These thugs are not going to stop at anything to get us. It's bad enough that you're at odds with the locals, so I pray every night that you'll at least stay alive after your ventures, and I don't want to bring the New York Mafia down on you too! This is madness, Roark! I told you many times, I can't be seen with you while you're in the bootlegging business. Maybe we could rent a shabby little room somewhere if you were just a musician, but you ain't, and you ain't going to be!”
In despair, Rocky flailed his arms.
“But I can't! I can't leave Miss M.! I can't—”
“I know,” Mau interrupted him. “And I'm not asking you to. But you can't tease me with a bright future either… It's too much even for me. We're alive, and we have each other, here and now, and that's more than I could ever hope for. Please, just be with me while it's possible…”
Rocky still couldn't calm down. He was breathing erratically, heavily… when Mau stepped closer to him and gently embraced him, he pulled her against him so tightly that she involuntarily sighed. He was sickened by how right she was. His entire being was rebelling against that rightness, wanting to burn that truth to the ground and recreate his own, happy truth from the ashes, whatever risks it took. The seconds lingered… Rocky didn't unclench his hands. Anything to keep Mau in his arms now… anything to avoid going back into the night alone.
But the chains bound to them were too short to allow them to reach the morning.
Interesting fact: The question № 3 was the hardest for me to explore, because for me Rocky and Mau are not the couple that has many constant, repetitive topics to argue about. At first I thought to write about Rocky ignoring his health issues, because that definitely would've got Maura's nerves, but that topic becomes a 'constant argument' only in the distant future from the Lackadaisy current timeline. But finally, I found the topic that is definitely difficult for them both and may cause repetitive uneasy discussions. I hope it covered the question.
№ 6 - What is their favorite feature of their partner’s?
The Serenity in You
The Epigraph: When stars drown in the night and the storm fills your mind, it's important to find the safe haven to hide…
The summer heat in the car was becoming unbearable. Rocky felt as if he was drowning in the dense air, almost as much as in his own thoughts. Whenever he was able to doze off, fears and memories began to flood his mind, to crash over him in suffocating waves. Carefully, so as not to wake her, Rocky found Maura's hand, gently intertwining their fingers together. Even back then, when he hadn't had the courage to tell her about his feelings, she had taken his hand in hers so often that it had become almost a sacred act for Rocky. She didn't even seem to realize how every time they were sitting or standing in front of each other she began to stroke the back of his hand… and how much peace, serenity even, that gentle touch brought him.
Suddenly he heard a whisper:
“What are you thinking about?”
Rocky slightly shivered from tension. What he was thinking about… he wished he didn't know himself. Keeping his eyes shut, he mumbled:
“Ah, it's nothing. You know, there's a pesky streetlight out there, and its reflection in the window keeps me awake…”
Mau was silent for a while, and only turned slightly on her side, resting her head on his chest.
“I love hearing your voice, Roark. Falling asleep listening to the tune you hum and the sound of your heartbeat. It's soothing… almost like the sound of the rain outside the window, only… much warmer. Dearer. But when your heart beats like this… like how it beats now… I want to know what makes it so heavy.”
Once again, the nightmares that had haunted him became clearer in his mind. He hesitated; he was uncomfortable with these ugly thoughts himself, and the last thing he wanted to do was to make Mau sink into them, too. But when she gently, yet confidently squeezed his hand in hers again, his doubts receded. She was here, right next to him. And as long as she touched his fingers with hers, they would not drown in this boundless sea. So finally, gently leaning his cheek against the top of Maura's head, Rocky began to speak.
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