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nyetrusskogo · 1 month
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С нами бог. Remember - no Russian. ©
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pseudolife-archived3 · 4 months
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"Vladimir." Like always, her pronunciation is careful, and very nearly perfect. While her Russian was still pretty much nonexistent, and her English still rough around the edges, she'd worked hard to overcome her native tongue's issue with v's - and the effort shows with how confidently she speaks his name. "You look like you stuck your finger in an outlet."
Her confidence in her position (and the terrorist's affection for her) shows in the way she insults him - and bosses him around. One finger raising to point at her nearby vanity in a way that leaves zero room for argument. "Sit."
@nyetrusskogo ; starter call
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arcanumsolitude · 1 month
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pseudowar-archived · 6 months
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WHAT FORM OF LOVE DO YOU EMBODY?
ROACH
love as tenderness [ love as gentleness after a lifetime of cruelty ] when ocean vuong said "sometimes being offered tenderness feels like the very proof that you've been ruined" and when pablo neruda said "like a jar you housed the infinite tenderness and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar" and when anais mitchell wrote "all i've ever known is how to hold my own, and now i wanna hold you, too”
YETI
love as light [ love as a luminous force—warm, radiant, and golden ] when mary oliver wrote "light of the world hold me” and when charles bukowski said “I look at her and light goes all through me” and when david viscott said “to love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides” and when e. e. cummings said “lovers alone wear sunlight”
tagged by: @deadwar tagging: @pseudodead ; ghost / soap, @lt-ghxst, @nyetrusskogo, @glorylead, uhh who hasnt done this do it gdi i'm too tired to search urls and blogs and shite
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pseudolife · 1 month
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PSEUDOLIFE. ㅤ» ㅤan independent, selective multimuse featuring original & canon characters from a multitude of resources and inspirations. primarily modern genre based, with a touch of fantasy here and there. heavily intertwined with ( & inspired by ) @pseudodead & @nezemny / @nyetrusskogo. blog established 2022. mature, adult (21+) audiences only! written by anarchy ( she/her, 30+, cst ).
warning: contains mentions of canon typical & other mature subjects including: bad therapy, blood drinking / cannibalism, monster fucking, sexual content, substance abuse / dependence, unhealthy co-dependence, violence, murder... mun does not use trigger warning tags, but will take into account your triggers when writing with you - you are responsible for reading other threads you are not involved in, mun will not be held responsible for you exposing yourself to triggering content.
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links: carrd ❧ interest checker ❧ writing prompts ❧ pinterest ❧ cod sideblog
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sparkfelt · 2 months
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#SPARKFELT : independent private selective RODIMUS primarily based in idw's MTMTE / LOST LIGHT. headcanon heavy. transformed by ZIRKA. ( 25+ || he / they || EST )
ALSO FOUND AT : @nezemny @nyetrusskogo
google site / spotify / pinterest
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pseudolife-archived3 · 6 months
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VERSE INFO DROP ; Fujiko Tsuda / The Terrorist's Wife
How she got from Japan to Russia is her own business, she never speaks of it.
Neither does she speak the real story behind meeting Vladimir Makarov. Oh, they have a cute little story for when normal people ask (or asked, pre-Gulag) but the truth of it? Only they know.
On that same note, obviously, married to Vladimir Makarov (@/nyetrusskogo) and has been for some time. The wedding itself was a culture shock and she's still not entirely sure what the hell happened, other than lots of alcohol.
Her Russian is... minimal, so mostly they communicate in English, with the few words of their native tongue sprinkled in. They have learned the basics of each other's languages, but you know, knowing a word and being able to pronounce it are two entirely different things.
Due to the language difference, and general difference in pronunciation of words or letters, they mainly use pet/diminutive names for each other. Vladimir often refers to her as Лисичка. Fujiko really, really fucking tries to call him Volodya or Vova, depending on her mood, but sometimes she doesn't quite pronounce it right - but no one dares to poke fun about it because she's, well, the boss's wife and a bitch in her own right.
Vlad as a nickname is off the table. She called him it once, got corrected, and hasn't used it since.
She doesn't run the show while he's in the gulag for four years, but she does stick to his plan about it - and there is a plan. With Makarov and her, there is always at least one plan in action at any point in time.
Since baking is her only... nonsexual joy, she immediately takes it upon herself to learn how to make Russian sweets. Poor Andrei is often her tester - not willingly, but you know, boss's wife and all that.
She's indifferent to Milena Romanova. They are two women cut from the same cloth in a lot of ways, but that doesn't mean they are friends because of it. Milena, like her, is only ever in things for her own skin. Loyalty to a man is not really a thing for women like them.
Why's she loyal to Makarov, then? He has power. Power is fun. Next question.
There is very little that goes on with the Konni group that Fujiko is unaware of. She's not a factor at all in their day-to-day events, and she barely interacts with most of them, but she always knows what's going on. The men are gossips - and if they're not talking, their women are, and Fujiko has a... way with wives that's not to be underestimated.
She do still be bossing the men around though. Listen, if they're going to be trampling about her very clean home, they need to play by her rules.
You know that makeover scene in Miss Congeniality? Fujiko goes full on that when Vladimir gets out of the gulag. He may not have been rotting in that cell, but he most definitely smells like it and she has a reputation to uphold, thanks.
During whatever canonical events of MWIII that Zirka and I end up keeping for them, you know, she's just is so high-key annoyed. She gives him the "You take too many risks being in public like this." chat at least once a day on the phone.
There is no love between them, but she is fond of Vladimir. They get along well, and he's never hesitated to physically harm someone who disrespects her - and usually he keeps it out of her sight so she doesn't get sick.
Mild fascination with Ghost - she wants to know so fucking bad what's under that mask. Thinks Soap is an adorable puppy that needs to be taught some... Rules. Thinks Gaz might be fun to play with - he doesn't look too breakable. Has no idea what Makarov's obsession is with John Price. Once or twice has made a comment about how breakable Graves looks - 'He's American, it wouldn't be too hard.'
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arcanumsolitude · 3 months
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WHAT EMOTION ARE YOU?
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Bell — Longing Your longing is like a ghost, a haunting presence that follows you wherever you go. It is a feeling that slips in and out of your mind, a reminder of what you have lost, what you will never have. Don’t you wish to feel their touch again? It’s too late, so let me guide you. You can resist, it’s expected. The passion of your heart is like a wound that never heals, a scar that won't fade. Not even you can stop it.
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Ilona — Anger You are a pot of boiling water, your anger a bubbling liquid that froths and spits, threatening to overflow and destroy everything in its path. It is a consuming fire, an unstoppable force that burns everything in its path, leaving nothing but ash in its wake. Please, do not blame me- I was trying to protect you. Every bruise you inflict- trying to return your pain- strays you farther from humanity. When you enter purgatory, you will see the Devil’s face and think of yourself, for your rage turned you into a monster.
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Yuri — Disgust Your disgust is like a rot, a vile and toxic waste that festers and spreads, poisoning everything it touches. It is a feeling that leaves a bad taste in your mouth, a feeling that makes you cringe at the mere thought of it. It is like a disease that spreads, infecting everything in its path. Why do you feel repulsed at the sight of yourself? Is the weight of the world so much that you must push it away? I can see you swallow down your words- the scowl on your face is enough to know why.
Tagged by: Stolen from @designedparadigm Tagging: @nezemny / @nyetrusskogo, @knghtlock, @line-of-fire, you!
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