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This is part two of the You Can't Take the Sky from Me resource post. It got large to the point that I wanted to split it into two.

This part includes all of the gift fanart, cosplay, etc.

Every fanartist, fancomic creator, and cosplayer that has done something for this story has meant so much to me. I can't thank you all enough for these amazing pieces of work. If you find that you're particularly fond of any fanwork in this post, please try to make time to let the creator know. They deserve it!

Updated 03/04/11- New Fanart


FANCOMICS:

By [livejournal.com profile] mayurasan

From chapter one:



It's quite huge so I shrunk it down a bit for the post. Please check out the full sized version HERE!

By [livejournal.com profile] winku:

From chapter two:





From chapter four:



Original Post with these pieces.

From chapter seven:





Original Post with these pieces.




FANARTS:

By [livejournal.com profile] winku:

From chapter two:

Prussia and England

“He thought he could outdrink me, but I was still going strong when he started rambling about fairies and unicorns and crying about how they were his only friends.”

America and England


“Good, I’ll be glad to get rid of you. Night then.”

America and England

England puts his blanket on a sleeping America.

Original Post with these pieces.

From chapter six:



America, England, Prussia, and Switzerland in the heat of battle.

Original Post with this piece.

By [livejournal.com profile] mayurasan:

From chapter four:

Poland and Lithuania

Poland pushed himself out of his chair and stood up, standing over the other man. He took his head in his hands and leaned down, planting a kiss on Lithuania’s forehead. Lithuania’s face glowed scarlet, and Poland smiled at him as he pulled away, kneeling down in front of the chair and moving his hands to his shoulders.

Deviantart link to this piece

By Chaolover2:

From chapter six:

Prussia, Belarus, and America

He flew past the ship. Prussia was still blade to blade with the silver-haired woman, and he took a moment to survey their battle. Prussia was flawless. His swipes were bold and confident, and he dueled with a nimbleness and grace that America would have thought impossible from the loud-mouthed first mate. The woman was holding her own very well though, the full-skirted black dress she wore not even causing a hint of hindrance in her calculated movements. Her long hair swung about freely, and every few strikes, she'd pull a dagger from her sleeve and use it instead of her sword.

Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By Sallydawn:

From chapter six:

Sky Battle

Was he too late? He cringed at the thought. The zeppelins were pale white, with black gondolas and rudders, like a skeleton fleet reaping throughout the sky. And that ship, plummeting to its death, must have been the Victoria. Had he arrived too late? Bile rose in his throat and he choked it back. Another figure fell from the ship down into the sea far below. So this was war. Through the cockpit, he could make out only muffled noise. The whistling of missiles, the bang of cannons, and in the distance, gunshots. His heartbeat was fierce and heavy in his ears, and his breath came in shallow gasps. He narrowed his eyes in steely determination and his mouth formed into a thin line. The ship was still falling. Maybe he could still rescue some of the crew.

Maybe he could still save England.

He flew into the fray.


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By [livejournal.com profile] colevic:

From chapter fifteen:

America and England

He glanced warmly at America, secretly hoping that the other man would see the gentle way in which he looked at him. But he was already asleep; England’s presence alone apparently was enough. Asleep he looked naïve, vulnerable, and young, the bravado and ego that sustained him when he was conscious stripped away. It was like seeing inside him, seeing who he really was. Tenderly, with a feather light touch, he stroked America’s cheek. He watched him, not once moving to leave, ignoring the way his eyelids grew heavy with sleep.

Original Post with this piece.

By [livejournal.com profile] soubi_tatsumi:

From chapter sixteen:

America and England

Absently, his fingers moved from his bangs to his thick dark brows, and he chuckled to himself as he noted that they were slightly furrowed, even in his sleep.

Deviantart link to this piece

From chapter seventeen:

By [livejournal.com profile] supertobi:

England:

England was sitting on the end of the dock again, legs hanging over the side and feet dangling in the water. He could make out a book perched in England’s hand, only barely.

By [livejournal.com profile] technoranma:

America and England:

His heart leapt, color burst behind his eyes, and England registered first that America’s lips tasted of salt water. And they were warm just like the rest of him, and soft, and really, he was quite a smashing kisser if he did say so. There were hands running through his choppy blonde hair, and those hands could only belong to---

America was kissing him back. The cynic in him, strong as it was, couldn’t form any kind of argument against the fact that America was very much running his fingers through England’s hair and kissing him, so undeniably kissing him. And there was a moment in which America’s tongue flickered forward, although perhaps England had imagined that, but nonetheless, he opened up his mouth slightly and gave purchase, allowing the other man to slide his tongue in and England did the same and entered America’s parted lips and…

Something was forming inside of him, warm and inviting and new, and it was that tenuous thread of hope, now much thicker, much less fragile, although still far from completely solid.


Deviantart link to this piece

From chapter eighteen:

By [livejournal.com profile] socialholic:

America England:

America hopped halfway into the cockpit, one side still dangling out, when England reached forward to shake his hand.

The aviator grinned at this, and knocked his hand aside, instead deciding to wrap the other man in a one-armed hug. England leaned into his shoulder and America could see his contented smile out his peripheral vision. He tousled the pirate’s hair and whispered into his ear, “See you later, England.”

England’s hands rubbed up and down America’s back as he replied, “Then I suppose I’ll look forward to it.”


See it FULL-SIZED HERE!

By lokiescape:

America and England:



Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By [livejournal.com profile] colevic:

America:


Original Post with this piece.

By [livejournal.com profile] harlequinzombie:

England and America:


Deviantart link to this piece

By [livejournal.com profile] soubi_tatsumi:

England:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By Kia Namida:

England:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By Brainiac6Techgirl:

America, Japan, Canada, France:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By [livejournal.com profile] luvpixel:

America:


Deviantart link to this piece

By [livejournal.com profile] mayurasan:

America and England:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By [livejournal.com profile] blulious:

Belarus:


By Vermillion-Shadows:

America and England:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By LikeaMelodyinMyHead:

America and England:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]


By TemaHina:

England:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By [livejournal.com profile] kiirusama:

America and England:


Deviantart link to this piece

America and England:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By DarqueCrystal:

China:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

Italy and Romano:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By Sallydawn:

England:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By [livejournal.com profile] gloomybunny:

America and England:


Original post with this piece

By Chaolover2:

America:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

Switzerland:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

Prussia and Switzerland:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By LiveOak:

Belgium:


Tegaki link to this piece

By [livejournal.com profile] revoiment_hika:

Belarus:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]

By Akira-chan01:

America, England, Russia, Belarus, Lithuania:


Deviantart link to this piece [FULL SIZED]



CHINESE FANART

You Can't Take the Sky From Me is being translated into Chinese, and a few Chinese fans have done fanart for it. Please do not use any of this art for anything. It is being posted here with permission from the artists.

By Muri:

Captain Jones



Captain Kirkland



First Mate, Prussia



By Wuusen:

Captain Kirkland




By 月珑 :

From Chapter Two:

America


America’s eyes slid open to meet with the full brunt of bright morning sunlight.

Please view the full-sized fanart HERE

By 天守野阿弥 :

From Chapter Four:

America and England


England stepped closer to America again and began tossing the watch back and forth from hand to hand. “I want to be able to call you, once. I want to know that wherever you are, you’ll drop what you’re doing and come to my ship.”


COSPLAY

PREVIEW:


(Captain) America Jones [livejournal.com profile] sailorkagura07
(Mechanic) Canada Williams [livejournal.com profile] tamara_shadow
(Captain) England Kirkland [livejournal.com profile] tan0sh11_chan
(Gunner) Switzerland Zwingli no lj or DA
(Kosmider) Russia Braginsky [livejournal.com profile] hazel_secrets
(Blade Mistress) Belarus Alfroskaya [livejournal.com profile] wanderingoddity

REST OF COSPLAY IMAGES LOCATED HERE!

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