KOROL REZNI.

𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐈 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒𝐎𝐕 : 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒. by heneen. 

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hi i will b on my jihad sb to write w laila do any of yall want anyting....

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     THE SOUND OF THE SAW MUST BE KNOWN BY THE TREE.

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i have a twitter now... help me navigate dis app

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blessed  be  they  whose  lives  do  not  taste  of  evil    /    but  if  some  god  shakes  your  house,  ruin  arrives  and  ruin does not leave.   [ a roleplaying blog written by juliet ] 

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haven’t been online bc i’m being social but LIKE THIS POST and i’ll write u a starter hehe

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      as all matters of murder and espionage go ,  there is no knock at the door ;  there is only tolya’s muscled body bursting through the door ,  limned in corridor light and shrouding tamar’s axe - wielding frame.  even with the suddenness of his rousing ,  shirtless and bare as a lover rolling into the street ,  nikolai lantsov is pulsing with alarm.  they brief him on nothing ,  as he is in known for anticipating everything ,  but even he could not prepare himself for the figure that drags itself into the dim scene of his bedchamber.  

         in an instant ,  he finds his pistols.  in an instant ,  they are at aim ,  dark and hungry against the flushed skin of perfect palms.  he does not shake ;  he does not heave ;  he does not betray anything but perpetual calm.  inwardly ,  he feels he might be sick with bloodlust.  she is somewhere distant ,  existing to him only through the barrel of a gun.  a pause.  in the uneasy stretch of silence ,  it seems as if he might kill her where she stands.  this is improbable.  (  that does not mean the gun doesn’t beg for its tune.  )  with the refined ice of an earned major ,  he speaks ,  moving the bullets into their chambers with a solus click. 

      “  state your business.  ”   x.

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      in everything ,  there is a mouth :  the tender parts of the body ,  furling and unfurling ,  own mouths ;  the dark stains of the sky ,  shifting shapes and shades in their ceaselessness ,  own mouths ;  the black of ungloved fingers ,  seething in shadows ,  owns a mouth  --  nikolai owns mouths of his own,  but he does not choose the teeth. 

      and zoya nazyalensky ?  she is all mouth ,  all bite ,  all things untender and mirthless.  sitting beside her now ,  blanketed in silence that impersonates privacy ,  he understands that there is no way to escape the mauling.  thus ,he beckons her wrath prematurely.    

      “  at least i didn’t kill anyone.  ”  this time. x.

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good morning. nikolai lantsov is my boyfriend

[heireating]

         MOVIE STARTERS VOL.16    THE OTHERS    ALEJANDRO AMENÁBAR

❛ I’m beginning to feel totally cut off from the world. ❜

❛ What does this all mean? Where are we? ❜

❛ Sometimes I bleed. ❜

❛ If you see a ghost, you say “hello”. ❜

❛ The war is not over. ❜

❛ You’re not going. You left us once already. ❜

❛ You can’t go! ❜

❛ I loved you, but that wasn’t enough, was it? ❜

❛ If you’re dead, then leave me in peace. ❜

❛ The only thing that moves here is the light, but it changes everything. ❜

❛ I won’t ask for forgiveness for something I didn’t do! ❜

❛ Sometimes the world of the living gets mixed up with the world of the dead. ❜

❛ Death of a loved one can lead people to do the strangest things. ❜

❛ Sooner or later, they will find you. ❜

❛ They’re everywhere - they say this house is theirs. ❜

❛ You’re always teasing me, and telling lies. I’m sick of it. ❜

❛ Others will come. Sometimes we’ll sense them. Other times, we won’t. ❜

❛ No crying now. No crying. Stop that. Here. Look what an awful face you’ve got when you cry. ❜

❛ You listen to me. I’ve seen them too. ❜

❛ You’ll see. There are going to be some big surprises. There are going to be… changes. ❜

❛ Why did you go and fight that stupid war that had nothing to do with us? Why didn’t you stay like the others did? ❜

❛ Your place was here with your family. ❜

❛ So you say you know this house well? ❜

❛ I wasn’t expecting you so soon. ❜

❛ What’s the matter? Has the cat got your tongue? ❜

❛ You mean they just vanished? Into thin air? ❜

❛ No door must be opened without the previous one being closed first. ❜

❛ Here, most of the time, you can hardly see your way. ❜

❛ Whatever you do, don’t open the curtains. ❜

❛ Now, come on. Eyes closed. ❜

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peep the new header courtesy of my mother @lamorts ♥♥♥♥

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ok grishas. tomorrow is Big Day One for this blog but everyone here rn either doesn’t sleep, is in a different country w a radical tmz, or is just one of the bois. love u all thanks for the loyalty