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[kivino]

Imagine drawing Jewish country Lithuania being killed and tortured by russia - the inventor of such a thing as "pogroms", the main ally of nazis in WW2 before Molotov-Ribbentrop pact, the country which killed and/or deported hunders of thousands of people, especially including Jews, to Siberia. Did you know that tsarist russia (Catherine the Second) literally deported most of Grand Duchy of Lithuania Jews to russia? from where Litvaks then fled to Palestine? Deportations and antisemitism are not soviet inventions. A lot of Jews - in Ukraine, Belarus, and Lithuania - were killed under russian empire alone.

'During World War I, as the front approached, Tsarist russia gave the Jews in Lithuania two days to gather and then deported them as potential allies of Germany. Later, after the restoration of independent Lithuania, the Litvaks returned home but found that their houses were already occupied and were forced to return them by force."

Imagine drawing this in 2024. Tumblr should have a "Report fashism" button at this point.

Today, russia killed 17 people in Chernihiv, Ukraine. It's been more than 10 years since the russian invasion of Ukraine, and russians still can't accept the fact Ukrainians perceive them as nazis.

And of course, all these artists are russian. How pathetic. Imagine wasting your life on drawing antisemitism and rashism.

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I thought after 10+ years of war and especially 2+ years of all out genocidal massacre accompanied by fascist frenzie inside russia itself, and then especially after Navalny's death, his team, now led by his wife, would have the common human decency to at least stop whining about how mean Ukrainians are being to them on the internet, and how it's only personally Putin alone who is waging the war and massacring people, and how bad Ukrainians are for hurting their precious great russian feelings... but no. I guess that only dying from a missile strike on their home, having lost friends and relatives at the frontline/under occupation/to similar missile strikes, can a Ukrainian understand all the depth of the pain of a russian's hurt fee-fees for not being worshipped as a saint because that russian personally at some point thought to themself or EVEN whispered under their breath, "no to war". Or "** ** ***", as they say.

Burn in hell. The few russians who do actually do something, unlike you, deserve a better representation. And those other few who are afraid to do something but also oppose the war, at least have the humanity to not whine about Ukrainians not liking to be genocided.

The rest of you belong in the same hell pit as Putin.

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“you’re just so small :(“ “he doesn’t want to hurt ur tiny body” “his fist is bigger than your womb” “his hand is the size of your entire stomach” “:( small baby no hurt by big man soldier”-

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brotha eeughhhaa🤢🤢🤢👹👹🤕🤒🤒🤮🤧

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twitter is incredible

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💔 source [here]

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They also used this strategy in Syria

Russia is a terrorist state

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Do u ever read a friend’s fic and it’s like holy shit how do you consider me qualified to talk to you?

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As someone who finds dark topics interesting in a ‘why did this happen? what is the reason behind it?’ sense, it’s really nice to see a blog that does consider dark content in a non-sexual/non-romanticized aspect. It’s so hard to find fics that do have dark content that explore the concepts in it without seuxalizing its content nowadays, and I’m lowkey getting bored of it. This is in no way intended as hate and no offense to those that do write about it in that way, but you know? switch it up sometimes /lh

I understand what you mean! To me, dark content means being uncomfortable & on edge. It means reading something that makes your skin crawl, or peaks your morbid curiosity. It means that classic novel on the shelf that you got because it had a cool cover, but you’re closing the book by page 42 because it’s making your chest tighten.

That’s a big reason why I’m into the things that I’m into. I’m into COD because yes, I grew up with it; but I’ve been into the lore for years. I loved doing the Gaz character analysis because it gave me a chance to explain that a character isn’t just one-sided, and this game series isn’t one-sided. Yes, COD is military propaganda, and yes, the characters are hot, but we should not ignore the storylines and the horror deeply engrained into these games.

Same with SCP, it’s horrifying and dark; the concept that horrific monsters exist & you wouldn’t know. Things of your deepest, darkest imagination being real and you laughing at the concept of that. The concept of a secret foundation, having black sites and holding creatures and anomalous objects around the world, conducting experiments under the guise of keeping everyone safe.

Same with Fallout, the concept of M.A.D. actually happening and watching humanity try to rebuild itself; the unimaginable horrors you see along the way, trying to make sense of the unrealistic science (one of my favorite parts), seeing how these societies work, how people are pushed to their limits and seeing folks act in ways they never have before.

Almost every single one of my interests has this sort of.. “sit back and see what happens” air to them.

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ON MY MIND (Roommate!Gaz x GN!Reader)

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summary; you wear kyle’s hoodie and he’s forced to confront some suppressed emotions.

[WARNINGS; gaz is a smoker & is emotionally weary, fluff!]

“Kyle!”

His head tilts a bit from the call of his name, muffled and frustrated. His eyes focused on the glass plate in his hand, his other hand scrubbing the thing with an overly-used sponge. “Yeah?” He calls back, only turning his head by his left shoulder a tad bit so you can hear him better as he’s assuming you’re not near the kitchen.

Kyle hears you shuffling around, your shoes scuffing against the floorboards. You don’t respond for a second, but Kyle knows you’re focused on.. Whatever you were doing. He puts the soapy plate in the other side of the sink in the next tub, reaching for the next dish. However, his sleeve slips down his arm a bit, getting wet and soapy. “Ah..” He cringes out loud, his lips pulling uncomfortably as he uses two fingers to tug the now wet sleeve back into place.

Kyle hears your footsteps approach from the next room, causing him to tilt his body so he can keep his wet hands over the sink whilst also looking at you. You enter the room with a frustrated look upon your face, your eyebrows furrowed and your lip curled ever so slightly curled. Kyle chuckles, unable to help himself at how pathetic you look at the moment and he knows it’s not over anything important. “What’s wrong?” He murmurs, already amused.

You’re holding up one of Kyle’s hoodies, one the ones that has his last name sprawled across the back. He blinks for a moment before you begin to speak. “I gotta run to the corner store real quick and all of my hoodies are still damp in the dryer,” You exclaim, putting the hoodie down a bit so you can look at him. “Do you mind if I wear your hoodie to walk down there?” 

Kyle’s lips purse for a moment, a weird sensation manifesting in his chest cavity as he thinks about wearing his hoodie. “Go ahead, don’t need you getting sick, yeah?” Kyle utters as he turns back to the sink, pinching the front of his shirt and pulling it from his chest as if it’ll ease the sensation. “Sick! Thanks, Kyle. You want anything?” You ask, quickly pulling the hoodie on, adjusting the sleeves.

Kyle’s back is to you as he grabs another dish, mindlessly cleaning it. “‘Course, sweetness. Grab me some crisps, won’t you?” He says, putting the.. clean(?) dish into the other side of the sink on top of the soapy plate. “Yep, I got it. Bye, Ky!”

The door shuts.

Kyle blinks, staring at the soapy water with the tightness in his chest remaining, even after your exit. He sighs slowly, pushing his thumbs into the corners of his eyes—then he shouts, because now soap is in his eyes. “Shitshit—” He hisses, quickly turning on the faucet to wash his eyes out.

Kyle never asked for his hoodie back—a part of him expected for it to appear folded on his bed, washed and taken care of and the other part wished he never saw it again except for you wearing it. You always seemed to lose your hoodies after that, or you went through your collection much faster than you previously had. Neither of you pointed it out, especially Kyle. He was quite alright with a couple of his hoodies disappearing conveniently right at the times you were planning on leaving for a store, or just an outing in general.

Something sickly sweet twists in Kyle’s gut when he sees you wearing his hoodie. It’s something clawing at his insides, gnawing at his bones—energy that makes him want to bash his head into the wall and he isn’t completely understanding why. The second he sees you wearing one of his hoodies, especially the ones with his name on it.. It’s like a little feral squirrel in his body goes wild. 

Kyle turns in his bed, groaning softly as he rubs his hand over his face, trying to focus on the coolness of his sheets as he rolls over. He thinks about Soap and Price, thinking about the night where you embarrassed him in front of his mates. Kyle stares into the darkness of his room as he thinks about how proud you seemed to be after making them laugh—how you seemed to beam at him after sharing a reassuring look.

“Bloody hell.” Kyle mumbles, his words muffled as he turns his face against the warm of his pillow, his breathing harsh for a moment. A pleasant warmth trickles into his chest as he thinks about his missing hoodies. How he isn’t able to help the giddy smile on his face when he sees you walk through the door, coming home wearing something with his name on it. His. His. His.

Kyle lifts himself from his bed, grunting as his feet hit the cold floor. He patters across the floor, quietly exiting his bedroom. Kyle’s heart thumps harshly against his chest. He shakes his head and gently slaps his cheeks as he walks down the hall towards the living room and kitchen, trying to rid himself of these thoughts—of thinking of you like that. He pauses for a moment when he hears the television on, playing at a low volume. Kyle slows his footsteps as he makes his way past the hall, coming into the living room.

The television is gently illuminating the room and he hears you before he sees you. You’re sleeping on the couch, your favorite blanket sprawled across your lap, your back and head supported by the stupid throw pillows Kyle insisted that you two needed for the couch. Your head is tilted down in a position that looks slightly uncomfortable, your lips parted—wearing his hoodie.

Kyle stares for a minute, his eyes softening as he leans forward, his fingers gentle as he takes your head in his hands and slowly but surely, adjusts the positioning of your head. Kyle watches the way your eyebrows furrow for a moment, your lips pressing back together closed. His lips twitch into a soft smile as he watches you shift in your sleep, your face leaning more into his palm.

Kyle’s heart stops for just a second before he brushes the pad of his thumb against your cheekbone, your skin hot under his touch. So warm and full of life.

His chest tightens again and Kyle carefully pulls his hand away from you, his feet quick as he grabs his cigarettes and lighter from the counter near the backdoor, escaping out the back to forget about what his feelings truly mean.

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#oh my god i want to eat him in this one #slayed as always #ILY CROWWW

[kivino]

I wonder if the West is going to be so concerned about the gas prices once russia uses Ukrainians along with the other enslaved nations as a draft resource in the WW3.

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"Ukraine is getting too much attention" "it's not that bad suck it up" "but what about [insert country]" "I bet if russia did [something russia has done 20 times] the world would react bc Ukrainians are white" "but what oil prices" "there are only 647 dead Ukrainian children in 2 years" "what about russian protesters" "white privilege" "that's not genocide this is anti-imperialism" "what about 8 years of bombing bambas children" "but Azov regiment" "I don't want WW3 we must appease russia at all costs" "Ukraine rejected peace deal with russia" "they are all nazis anyway" "kill yourself"

This is how it feels.

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Ukrainian sapphics <3

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*film shot in Ukraine, about Ukraine, by an Armenian who was imprisoned by Moscow government for his "Ukrainian nationalism", filmed in Ukrainian language (a rarity in those times), based on a book by a Ukrainian author written after he visited Western regions of Ukraine*

The French festival: "Russian film"

#fucking kill me please so i don’t have to see bullshit like that

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As a ukrainian I ADORE our culture and traditional clothing. Here is my take on designing a modernised versions of ukrainian national costumes from different regions of my beloved country ❤

#slayed

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Join him? 🍜🌱✨

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sir i'm going to need you to STOP-

#he is so me actually #gotta collect them bad boys like pokemon