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@sokrovennyi
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An old picture of Ivan as a soldier in Stalingrad, taken in 1942.
I'm sorry for the very slow activity over here I haven't been doing too great haha but I am gonna try and get some writing done in the next couple days! But I apologise if it doesn't turn out as I planned
Insp.
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Resting bitch face saves me from so many conversations I don’t want to be a part of
NAME 7 COMFORT FILMS & TAG 7 PEOPLE !
one —— Company Business
two —— Any of the Star Wars films tbh
three —— Стиляги
four —— Sailor Moon: Hearts in Ice
five —— Van Helsing
six —— Does the Steins;Gate VN count as a film?
seven —— Deep Blue Sea
tagged by: @lilyintheashes tagging: you !
russian literature: a summary
ivan ivanovich ivanov is an upper middle class student who is madly in love with maria petrovna petrova! BUT maria petrovna petrova loves dmitri dmitrivich dmitrov who is a nihilist upper middle class student!
ivan ivanovich ivanov goes through a long soul searching journey before realizing all life is petty and meaningless and eventually dying alone and unloved of tuberculosis while dmitri dmitrivich dmitrov marries maria petrovna petrova
#lmao americans will remember 1000 different ways to spell the name kyle & then act like every patronymic is the voynich manuscript
@sokrovennyi @radiomayak
-leans in and whispers- Suplex Daddy
Watch him suplex the grey fool straight to hell.
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Ivan is her Suplex Daddy.
Go toss Ludwig for the poor girl, Ivan.
Ivan vc: N O
I hope everybody can enjoy the typical day at the Russian parliament
it looks like a classroom where the teacher’s left for a few minutes
ladies and gents, ppl who make 200000$+ dollars a year
@sokrovennyi @radiomayak
As a child, when you reached out to connect emotionally (as all children naturally do), the lack of response sent you an unspoken message, loud and clear: Don’t reach out. So now deep down, when you need help or connection, you are stopped from making connections by a block inside of you. Somehow, it just feels needy or wrong to ask for help or even want to connect.
@sokrovennyi from x
She held the mug in her hands, enjoying the warmth coming from it without drinking it yet. She would wait until it wasn’t going to burn her tongue. She looked at him with gratitude in her eyes and a tiny smile on the corner of her lips. “You know I would love that. I would love to see you throw him across the yard…or off a tall building…especially since I can’t.” She was strong, sure, and a good fighter. But there were limits to what she could do because of her smaller size. “But…I wouldn’t want a scandal to get caused by me. I certainly wouldn’t want to cause you any trouble.”
She sighed, rubbing her thumb along the edge of the mug. Small bruises and scratches were present throughout her body, including her neck, face, and hands. She had kept herself from dying, but the landing had been rough all the same. “Yes…and no. I’m not even sure anymore. I can’t stand being around him now though. If I weren’t so literally tied to Berlin, I would leave. It’s all I can do to see him in a professional setting and keeping things as cold as possible. I’m sick of him. He has no idea…no idea what I’ve…” She shook her head. “Well, you know what most of my life was like. And what Gilbert did…”
He may have allowed a smile to grace his face as he imagined a few ways his talks with Ludwig could go. For Lily’s sake------he would be lying if he said his years with her did not result in some soft spot and understanding------and this doubled had they not had their status looming over their heads, he would follow through without a care. It was one thing for siblings to be fighting amongst each other, but an impartial third party? Perfect.
Ah, if only it was so easy. Said status would only result in stunts like that being blown out of proportion and considered acts of hostility between the two countries or something even worse depending on what fool was spinning the tale. That was the last thing he wanted added to his list of concerns.
“You know I would never offer if I considered it troubling. The scandal seems more likely, however...”
That smile faded quickly upon hearing her sigh and he settled back into his own chair across from her, savouring the warming heat from his own tea. “Are you in pain? I have a few things that can help you.” This was one of the moments he wished his past with his siblings had gone much smoother; despite how hard they tried, they could never truly be a proper family, and that gave him a very poor baseline when it came to such issues. Still, he would try his best.
“I do. I take it he either does not wish to know or allows his paranoia to overwrite his ability to do something about it? Right now, space may be what is best for the both of you. Yes, you may be tied to your homeland, but you can still spend quite some time away from your home comfortably. Ignoring each other permanently may not be the best solution, but as a start I do not see why not.”
Dirty fingers wrapped over the top of the low stone wall of the garden. The nails broken, some of the beds splashed with the greens and yellows of bruises almost healed. Her head followed suit. Large, pale eyes observed him a moment before returning behind the safety of the stone only to return again seconds later for another peek.
“You look sad,” she decided aloud, mouth still hidden behind the rock. “Why are you sad?” Relatively alone in such a beautiful place, it did not seem like the sort of thing that would make one sad, but then again, she did not know much about the way others thought. “Do you want to play a game?”
@sokrovennyi ❤’d for a starter.
He had thought this path would be empty, each step careful and deliberate as he walked along the once quiet road. Dust kicked up as the wind blew through and once, a few metres back, he had kicked a small rock and sent it scattering down the way. That must have been what alerted her to his presence, for he hadn’t said a word otherwise.
She spoke and he stopped mid-step to turn and face the owner of the voice, violet eyes shining with a mixture of curiosity and surprise. "Sad? No,” he said quickly, not sure if he wanted to launch into an explanation of his feelings. Thankfully, the girl before him seemed content to quickly change the subject and he latched onto that. “A game? What kind?”
"Would it be okay if I stayed with you for a time? Ludwig has become unbearable at this point. I need to get away from him. At the same time, it would be nice to be around someone who is pleasant, and who isn't about to almost snap my neck by literally throwing me across the yard." Yes, Ludwig did really just do that to her.
“…You two seem to be fighting more and more often as of late,” he said, placing a steaming mug of tea down in front of her. “Would you like me to accompany you next time and talk some sense into him?” That was said in jest, but had she agreed, he would have followed up on that. “I have a guest room I can set up for you.” His gaze dropped to her neck in search of any bruises.
“Is this still about what you told me last time?”
Munday - Would You Rather: Only write a few high-quality threads full of character development or write a lot of shallow threads with some sparse character development sprinkled in
I'd definitely prefer threads packed full of character development because that to me is super important, especially with a character like Ivan. Roleplaying, for me, is most exciting when building worlds and scenarios with another mun, putting our characters in the middle of horrible shit (or not, depends on the thread), and seeing them grow and bond and change together. I love characters that learn and grow and even a stubborn bastard like Ivan has people who have absolutely changed him as a person
Prince Alexander Nevsky begging Batu Khan for mercy for Russia
the best way to describe felix yusupov is to say that he’s a “bisexual cross dressing fashion designer and royal assassin” not just “prince of russia”
“The rest of the country was asking the same thing. What was happening to Russia? The answer that made the most sense to nearly everyone was simple: treason. The honest answer would have required looking too closely at the morass of problems at the heart of the Romanov regime—its inefficiencies, corruption, underdevelopment, and antiquated political system that blocked nearly every effort of the educated classes to come together as a civil society to support the war. No, it was much easier, and more gratifying, for Russians to see themselves as victims, as having been stabbed in the back, sold out. As one historian accurately remarked, ‘Treason was the supreme and comprehensive excuse for everything.’”
Rasputin: Faith, Power, and the Twilight of the Romanovs — Douglas Smith