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19. He/him. Esp/Eng/中文 Nikolai Bukharin apology form. I miss the Smychka. https://ktcznsky.straw.page

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Index.

Catalogue of my online store.

Thoughts about Call of Duty games:

La Federación de las Américas Unidas.

About Adbell.

Mi opinión sobre el tema polémico sobre la ficción de la Guerra Fría.

Old idea about Adler after 1984.

Idea antigua sobre Adler después de 1984.

Waste of potential with people's interpretation of Bell.

Felix Neumann ridiculous lore with the GDR.

Politics and Cold War cannot be separated.

Beyond gender and nationality.

Bell's experiments.

Nikto and Nazism.

Nikto's tactical gear.

Nikto's tactical gear 2.

How wrong the KGB uniforms are in codcw.

Wrong interpretion of the KGB.

Historical information about the Cold War:

The washing of the CIA's image.

El blanqueamiento de la imagen de la CIA.

The drugs the CIA used.

Perseus analysis. Motivation and ideology.

Homosexuality in the USSR.

Conscription during Khrushchev's era.

CIA thoughts after the death of Stalin.

Uniforms.

El Che and USSR "aids".

The Balkans.

GDR transition to capitalism.

Yuri Andropov.

Socialist kiss.

About my Bell lore, information and imaginary. New information:

Canon vs Fanon.

People I based his appearance on.

Persecutory paranoia.

His sexuality.

1959, before he met Perseus.

Después de Turquía.

Tuvan ASSR.

Doubts after 1975.

About my Bell lore, information and imaginary. Old information in Spanish. Need a update:

Personas en las que base su apariencia.

Su voz.

Cosas sobre Call of Duty: Black Ops Cold War.

Cosas sobre Call of Duty: Black Ops Cold War pt.2.

Metro 2033 oc. Need a update:

Animación.

Un poco de su lore.

Canon vs Fanon.

A little bit of lore. Updated.

Los restos de Iván Ivanovich.

Un poco de texto.

Contexto sociopolítico de la época y protagonistas.

Aleksandr and the Ivan Ivanovich.

March 7 law.

Tima and Sasha.

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Por muy extraño que suene, teniendo en cuenta mis intereses, no tengo ningún tipo de interés sobre Rusia como territorio más allá de una especifica región en Siberia. A lo largo de los últimos años, mi interés ha evolucionado y se ha centrado mayoritariamente en la parte oriental de la Unión Soviética; Tannu Tuva, Kazajistán, Uzbekistán, Tajikistán, etc., no por ninguna cuestión muy profunda, sino que simplemente encuentro más fascinante la mezcla cultural e ideologica de estas regiones ante la parte europea. Aunque debo admitir que es posible que mis desafortunados encuentros con personas de países CIS europeos y sus gobiernos actuales hayan tenido algo que ver con mi visión de estos actualmente y me esté provocado rechazo la sola mención de estos.

Es una cuestión un tanto difícil de explicar. Si bien hay personas que al igual que yo están interesadas en la Guerra Fría y más aún en la Unión de las Repúblicas Socialistas Soviéticas, estas personas siempre terminan teniendo una fascinación y romantización única y exclusiva de la RSFS de Rusia. Su visión de lo que la URSS se queda estancada solamente en una única república y a mi eso me incómoda muchísimo, ya que siento toda esta concentración solo en lo que fue la Rusia Soviética se ha convertido de alguna manera en otra arma propagandística como lo fue el mito del judeo-bolchevismo para denigrar las ambiciones del proletariado soviético.

Es cierto que no necesitas ser comunista para estar interesado en este país en concreto, pero dudo mucho que sea muy difícil leer e investigar un poco más para lograr entender que el concepto de los Soviets iba muchísimo más allá de solamente "rusos" y la cuestión que impulsaba el internacionalismo. Obviamente tampoco voy a intentar justificar las acciones erróneas que tuvo el comité central en sus repúblicas menos "conocidas", pero es que también está el tipo de gente que de alguna manera cree que estas acciones fueron continuas y masivas, o en situaciones específicas, intencionadas. Las cuestiones históricas de estos países ha acabado demasiado ligado a cuestiones políticas a causa de la Guerra Fría y la victoria de Estados Unidos sobre este, y es realmente difícil encontrar fuentes fiables.

Volviendo al tema, no digo que sea malo estar interesado en la RSFS de Rusia, ya que fue en este territorio que se libró la revolución que empezaría el primer concepto de país socialista de la historia, pero de verdad, Rusia no fue el único territorio de la URSS. Incluso peor aún, la parte europea no es la única Rusia que existe. Un país y territorio tan grande como lo fue la Unión Soviética, obviamente no fue monocultural.

En parte todo esto son razones por las que no estoy en contacto con muchas personas que compartan mi misma fascinación. Todas las personas que he llegado a conocer solamente están interesadas en la parte europea de esta y mayormente también en su situación histórica durante la Segunda Guerra Mundial. Llega un punto en el que es súper molesto no poder recibir retroalimentación que no sea exclusivamente sobre Rusia.

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Artyom's father, Konstantin Arkadyevich Kuznetsov, went crazy during WW2. Artyom was born in January of 1939 in Tannu Tuva, 4 months later, in May, his father heard about the Japanese invasion in the People's Republic of Mongolia and decided to leave his wife and 4 months old baby to start a trip of almost 1 week with a couple of people in war horses to Khalkhin Gol to support the Mongolian troops.

4 months later, in September, when the war ended with the victory of Mongolia and the USSR, he returned home to his wife, Shonchalay Khovalyg, hating him real hard, but in the end they fixed things and lived kinda peacefully until June of 1941 when he heard about the German invasion in Ukraine. He wanted to go to the front again, but this time his wife convinced him not to because she was pregnant again. So instead, he just stayed at home working with their family's animals and later donating almost 70 livestock to the USSR.

But then in 1943, 1 year after her daughter was born, he saw that their government was recruiting people to fight in the Soviet Cavalry in Ukraine, and again he went directly to it without telling his wife.

In 1944 when he was still in the front, he heard the news that Tannu Tuva became a Republic of the USSR and he was kinda happy about it because it was his father's dream when he moved to Tuva for his wife.

After the war ended, he returned home and his wife refused to talk to him for 6 months, but in 1946 they had another daughter.

Maybe he had too much FOMO and wanted to live a historical moment or he was just dumb as hell. The same thing happened to his father, Artyom's grandfather, during the Russian Revolution. But well, non of these people can surpass what Artyom did.

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The reason why Artyom was against marrying Tatyana in the beginning went beyond the fact that he did not like the idea of Tatyana forcing herself to join her life with him just to get legal and living facilities in the country, but also because Artyom saw marriage as a form of oppression created from barbarism to trap women into a life and prejudice that they can hardly escape. Artyom wanted so much more for Tatyana, so much more for anyone living under a system that leads them into a false life far removed from what they would truly wish to do and be. The journey of a life should not only involve marriage and children.

The relationship between Tatyana and Artyom was obviously not one of romance, although they loved each other platonically. They were just best friends. They would have done the impossible for the other. That's why Artyom ended up agreeing to marry Tatyana, because if he didn't, who would Tatyana turn to? An idiot who didn't respect her and who made her unhappy? Artyom knew that being married to him would also make her unhappy, but at least he hoped that this way Tatyana would have the respect she deserved and that she wouldn't have to do things she didn't wanted to. They could continue to have the dynamics they had, only with the inconvenience of being legally tied.

Although when they met in 1959, Artyom had an unrequited love with her, he overcame it a long time ago and his beliefs changed a lot since then. His beliefs about romance ceased to be so idealised and simplistic. He had grown as a thinker ever since.

Artyom wondered how that hadn't changed yet? How did barbarism still exist? It's quite ironic considering that in desperation for answers and action, Artyom would end up doing things that went against his own beliefs and values. Perhaps his ideas were too idealistic and utopian, but he really wanted to create a better future for those who would follow him.

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My ocs in their cultural outfits for fun.

Do never doubt about the levels of my larp.

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Have you ever missed the old good days? For me, depend which old good days we're talking about. In the meantime, why don't you check my catalogue? Maybe you will find something that fill that nostalgia.

You will find them in my ACGgoods store!

Likes and reposts are really appreciated!

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She was born in a Polish town named Zamość. After WW2, her family moved to Hamburg. When she turned 19, she was recruited to work as a spy in the GDR. They made her a new identity; Anna Eisler, and she sneaked into the East and started working for the state. When her settled well, she started stealing information for the West. But in 1959, she discovered that her boss in the West and all the bureaucrats she's been working under for the last 5 years used to be former NSDAP members.

When that happened, she decided to now steal state secrets of the West to give it to the East. After that, she escaped to Kaliningrad before both sides discovered what she did. Her plan in Kaliningrad was to sneak into a ship to go to Leningrad and then take a train to Smidovichsky, but then she met someone and her plans changed.

After escaping, she russified her real name to Tatyana Dzerzhinsky.

In Kaliningrad, she met Artyom Konstantinovich, a young man who fell in love with her.

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I'll try to participate in this year artfight if someone is interested. I even added more ocs this year!

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What was the meaning of this text? Kuznetsov was frustrated. All other texts were the same! He looked with apprehension at his other companions. This would take weeks. —Tyomochka, a call for you from Berlin. I'm going to transfer it to you. That immediately brought him out of his thoughts. —Cheers, Lyosha —he said as he immediately picked up the phone and held it to his ear. —Are you the agent in charge of this investigation in Moscow? —asked the voice on the other end in rather rudimentary Russian. —Don't answer. Listen, lad. We've been following von der Schulenburg. He met someone in a café. We got this man to stop using the same excuse of checking documents. A Soviet tourist —he paused for a long time. —Then...? —When did I tell you that you can talk? Damn rookies —he muttered as he clicked his tongue in disapproval. —As I said, his name is Mirza Abdulcabbar oglu Magomayev, born in Shusha, now living in Leningrad. —An Azeri? —Yes, well. Call me when you know something else. And he hung up before Artyom could ask him for his phone number. He sighed and leaned back in his chair. What had he gotten himself into? No wonder no one else wanted to work on this case. Tyoma got up, taking his coat with him to leave the department and go discuss needing information about where this Mirza fellow lives.

After what seemed like hours, he managed to obtain information about this man. Apparently, this man was a scientist who was part of a classified investigation to which he did not have access. How not... After being removed from his position, he disappeared from the scientific sphere and now lives in Polyustrovo, Feodosiyskaya Ulitsa. Artyom cursed inwardly as he put a copy of the information inside his jacket and left the headquarters to catch a train to Leningrad; it was already night and he would have to take a night train. It seemed very convenient, perhaps he would manage to get some sleep. The trip to the station was quite... Well, boring as always with the public transportation. He could have bought a car a long time ago, but he preferred to save it for other things, such as... Artyom dismissed that thought immediately. He shouldn't think about it now. He had promised Tatyana that he would not do it. In the end he ended up buying a ticket to travel on the Red Arrow. The journey was quite comfortable and quick, just as he had read in an interview with Yuri Gagarin. After about four hours, he finally arrived to Leningrad. He looked at the time on the station clock; just past three in the morning. The first time he was going to Leningrad and it was for work. What a way to ruin the experience of getting to know new cities. Upon leaving the station, he found himself faced with a scene that surprised him slightly; very brightly lit streets and highly maximalist buildings. He had seen things like this in Moscow, but this was much more exaggerated and it was making him feel a bit dizzy. Artyom would never get used to this things of big cities. He walked through the streets, trying to get his bearings, but it was rather difficult. Field work... God, he was really bad at this. He actually found it quite hard to find the place, wandering around the Leningrad metro trying to find where it was because he was far too embarrassed to ask anyone. It was even already dawning on the horizon! As he walked down the street he thought was the right one, he came across a brown dog with cream-coloured patches that was staring at him intently. Artyom walked past it, noticing that there was something strange in the dog's eyes, but he couldn't identify what it was. There was no one else on that street, only him and the dog. Suddenly, he felt overwhelmed by a sense of unease, but he tried to ignore it. He approached the dog slowly and extended his hand. —Good puppy. Who are you waiting for here so obediently? —he asked, petting the canine behind his ear. The dog obviously did not respond, it simply stared at Artyom fixedly, very intensely. Then Artyom realised what was wrong with this animal’s eyes; its eyes looked far too human. Kuznetsov slowly moved away and continued on his way, but not before turning around and looking at the creature one last time.

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"The Baltic, my native sea. The ships are moored at their berths. The surf is pounding the rocky shore."

It's funny when you think that my oc was born in Tannu Tuva, which the nearest coast is like 3.000km away. He just ended up doing his conscription in the Baltic sea.

These are some photos I have of Krasnoflotets of the Baltic Fleet.

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Have you ever missed the old good days? For me, depend which old good days we're talking about. In the meantime, why don't you check my catalogue? Maybe you will find something that fill that nostalgia.

You will find them in my ACGgoods store!

Likes and reposts are really appreciated!

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He's yellow piss for an amazing reason.

You can easily tell how I don't know how to paint backgrounds.

This it's just a drawing of my oc in 1966 in a night train to Leningrad.

My cat helped me drawing this.

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I went to a park to paint.

They're so ugly bruhhh.

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Today I felt very performative.

Fuet and idk. I tried to replicate how I paint in dígital with watercolours.

Notice how you can tell I got inspired by John Singer Sargent.

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Painting a bag timelapse if someone was curious about how I paint. Idk.

Dude, the quality of the video it's so bad. Wtf happened?

Btw, this has nothing to do with this, but I think TikTok shadow banned me to force me to use the promotion function.

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This is Artyom's fiancé; Tatyana Dzerzhinsky. I'm still debating if she should have brown or red hair.

Tatyana: Tyomochka I'm lesbian. Do you still love me?

Artyom: Of course I do, Tanyusha! (platonically)

They're so funny. I love them so much. I need to finish writing how they met and how they ended up engaging in 1966.

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I've been cooking so much about Artyom that in some point I completely forgot he's supposed to be my interpretation of Bell lol.

Btw, I've been thinking about what can be Tatyana's backstory. Something like she used to be a spy for the FRG, but in some point she ended up doing something that led her to escape and that's how she ended up in Kaliningrad and met Artyom in 1960? I don't know. I just wanted to call her Tatyana because of a song of Pyotr Leshchenko. She's supposed to be Polish. I was thinking of giving her Dzierzynski/Dzerzhinsky as a surname.

I also thought that I wanted her to look like Anna German, but with short hair.