#caughtintherevolution

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Merry Christmas and a happy new year! We hope you enjoy yourselves!

         - From the Chapmans!

Christmas Aesthetic: Masha Voronina ( @caughtintherevolution) & Eric Chapman ( @enjcyourselves) + kids

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@caughtintherevolution asked: Nat wants to give Luka hickies!

       “-fuck.” His words groaned out as he felt her settle on his lap and lips pressed to his neck in that all too familiar way. “Nat mhnng... -tasha please....my uniform.” Were the pleads for her to keep in mind that uniform inspections were becoming more and more regular lately, but he himself wasn’t sure if he was asking her to mind where she left the mark or just divest him of the uniform entirely. Either way his hands tangled in her hair and gently tugged at the roots to pull her away from his neck so he could instead plant a searing kiss against her lips.

[enjcyourselves-archive]

“If it takes fighting a war for us to MEET,               it will have been WORTH it.”

Aesthetic:Masha Voronina ( @caughtintherevolution) & Eric Chapman ( @enjcyourselves)

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Eric Chapman: I wasn't even that drunk yesterday.

Rudyard: You were flirting with Masha.

Eric Chapman: So what? She's my wife.

Rudyard: You asked her if she was single.

Rudyard: Then you cried when she said she wasn't.

[conmenandprincess]

@caughtintherevolution

The rain continued to patter against the roof well into the morning. Dmitry wasn’t quite aware how the events of the previous night came to pass either. All he knew is that he woke alone, in a bed. An actual bed. He hadn’t been drunk the night before, he was completely aware of what transpired. However, his first thought upon waking up that morning was. “Where is Dom?” 

He recalled falling asleep next to her, but waking up without her in her bed was what freaked him out a bit. Where were his clothes? How did he end up here? It was all very disorienting, and he considered just leaving his clothes and climbing out the nearest window.

He could hear muffled yelling coming from the hallway outside Dominika’s bedroom door. One voice was clearly Dom’s, and he quickly recognized the other person’s voice as Natasha’s.

Climbing out of the bed, Dmitry opened the door a crack to hear Natasha and Dominika arguing. Then, deciding to be bold, he walked out into the living space, fully nude. With a nod to Natasha, he picked up his pants off of the floor and walked back into the bedroom without a word.

[conmenandprincess]

@caughtintherevolution

He needed to blow off some steam. Things had stalemated in Anya’s training to become the Grand Duchess, and it was just getting more and more frustrating by the day. They had to make progress soon or they’d never make it out. Vlad was doing his best to keep Anya and Dmitry from biting each other’s heads off, which was a difficult enough task as it was. That, and Dmitry didn’t think he could dance another step. 

Today, they had decided to take a break to recharge a bit. Perhaps things would go better tomorrow. Dmitry sat against a wall, messing with the music box he had purchased not long ago. He was still unable to open it, but it was nice to have something to do with his hands. 

He couldn’t help but think about all they had done so far, and how it would all be in vain if they didn’t make more progress sooner rather than later. He considered seeking out some company that wasn’t Vlad or Anya. But who would he seek out? He didn’t have any friends aside from Vlad and Anya (if he could even consider her a friend at this point). Oh well, he thought bitterly. Maybe I’ll just go back and see what Vlad is up to.

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@caughtintherevolution RANDOM GENERATOR

“I never asked for this. Or planned it in advance.”

 (wonderful- wicked)

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Luka: Bad News - Grusha locked the keys inside the house

Luka: Good News - We didn’t have to wait around for a locksmith.

Luka: Bad News - Grusha finds it very concerning that I know how to pick locks, and tried to unlock my Tragic Backstory™. I was too embarrassed to admit that the reason I learned was because, at thirteen, I figured that was the kind of skill that would impress cute girls.

Luka: Good News - A cute girl saw me do it.

Luka: Bad News - It was Natasha, and since she’s already seen me fall out of several trees, cry because I saw a fawn that was just too damn small, and knows I can ride a unicycle, she’ll never think I’m cool no matter what I do. It’s too late. She knows