#Bulgarian Life Guard

[cuirassier]

Bulgarian Life Guards (in red) at the Bastille parade, 14 July 2022

Here’s some video as well:

#Bastille day #Bulgaria #France #2022 #Bulgarian Life Guard

[anniflamma]

Saint Boris and George the Hungarian

I'm going to start with this. Where are all the retelling books? The discussions? The TV series? The Movies?

So let me begin by talking about Saint Boris and his favorite servant, George.

In medieval Russia, Saint Boris and his younger brother Gleb, both princes of Kiev, played crucial roles in the state established by their father, Volodimir, who introduced Christianity in 988 Russia. Boris had precisely 12 brothers, and himself was born from Anne the Bulgarian. He wasn't the oldest, but due to being loved by his father, he was trusted to be called upon to lead troops against enemy invaders.

However, upon returning from the military campaign, Boris received devastating news of Volodimir's death. Svjatopolk, the accursed, his half-adoptive-brother, had concealed their father's passing and seized power for himself.

Despite having the opportunity to claim the throne, Boris refused to raise arms against his brother, choosing instead to trust in him and God's will.

"He (Boris) was in distress and grief, and his heart was oppressed. And he entered his tent and wept with a broken heart but a joyful soul, sorrowfully lifting his voice: “Despise not my tears, O Lord. For as I have my hope in Thee, so shall I, together with Thy servants, accept my portion and lot with all Thy holy ones, for Thou art a merciful God, and unto Thee shall we render praise forever. Amen.”

Svjatopolk then conspired to assassinate Boris, due to his being a potential threat to his rule. He ordered Boris's assassination, sending men to attack him while he prayed in his tent. Throughout the night, Boris fell asleep and with him by his side was his favorite servant George The Hungarian.

In the text "The Narrative Passion And Encomium Of Boris And Gleb," it never mentions that Boris' servant George was with him when he was sleeping; however, in ancient arts, George is depicted being by Boris' side at all times. He confides his fears of death to George. They pray close together. And George guarding over the sleeping Boris.

We get a short but concise description of Boris and George's relationship.

"He was a Hungarian by birth named George, and upon him was placed a golden necklace; and he was loved by Boris beyond measure."

While Boris and George's bond was initially perceived through the lens of Christian views, it transcended mere "a very good friendship." After all, the lord bestowed a golden necklace to his servant, suggesting something much deeper.

Eventually, three assassins arrived, entered the tent, and Boris was pierced without mercy. In the midst of chaos, George refused to abandon his lord. He threw himself over Boris and said: "I shall not leave you, my precious lord; where the beauty of your body withers, there too will it be granted me to end my life.”

The assassins then tore Boris out of George's embrace, stabbed George, and threw the servant out of the tent, bleeding and dying. And as he was wounded, Boris ran out of the tent (presumably went to George's side) and told their assassins to finish their job. Boris prayed and forgave the murderers....

Unable to remove a golden necklace from George's neck, one of the assassins beheaded him and disposed of his body.

The land mourned the loss of Boris, a righteous and humble prince, while Svjatopolk's reign of terror continued. Yet, Boris's legacy lived on, and he was canonized in the year 1071. Boris and his younger brother Gleb became the first saints recognized by the Russian Orthodox Church, earning the title of "Passion Bearers" for facing death with Christlike forgiveness. They rest at the Church of St. Basil near Kiev in Ukraine, alongside their parents, Volodimir of Kiev and Anne.

While Boris and his younger brother Gleb gained widespread recognition as saints in Russia and Ukraine, George the Hungarian's role has been increasingly marginalized and obscured over time.

Despite Boris being a prince and a skilled military commander, it was his profound love for George that left an indelible mark on early biographers and hagiographers. Professors, such as Simon Karlinsky delves into their same-sex love story in his analysis of the medieval classic, "The Legend of Boris and Gleb," compiled between 1040 and 1118.

Boris's gesture of crafting a magnificent gold necklace for George is highlighted as a testament of love. Karlinsky emphasizes the sympathetic portrayal of their mutual affection and acknowledges the unjust fate that befell George due to the open expression of their love. However, George is recognized in some traditions as a co-martyr, passion bearer, and saint.

Wikipedia on St. Boris (and his brother Gleb)

Blog post from a professor and art historian focusing on their relationship

English Translation of the 1100 year old text "The Narrative and Passion and Encomium of the Holy Martyrs Boris and Gleb"

#oh boy here we go #long post #ancient queer history #queer saints #queer christianity #St Boris and George the hungarian #annirambles

[cinematicct]

Game Night (2018)

🎲💥🌌

This modern action comedy is about a group of friends, whose weekly game night suddenly becomes a real mystery when one of them is abducted.

Jason Bateman and Rachel McAdams star as married avid gamer couple Max and Annie Davis. The supporting cast includes: Jesse Plemons as police officer/next-door neighbor Gary Kingsbury, Billy Magnussen (aka Jed Milgrim/Grimsson on Netflix’s Maniac), as Max and Annie’s friend Ryan Huddle, Sharon Horgan (aka Eva Garvey on Bad Sisters) as Ryan’s co-worker/love interest Sarah Darcy, Lamorne Morris (aka Winston Bishop on New Girl) and Kylie Bunbury as high school sweethearts Kevin and Michelle Sterling, Michael C. Hall (aka Dexter Morgan) as a dangerous arms dealer known as The Bulgarian and Kyle Chandler as Max’s brother Brooks Davis. A crucial animal character in the film includes Gary’s West Highland Terrier named Bastian.

Jason Bateman and Rachel McAdams make a great team creating the perfect balance between wry eagerness and deft wordplay, which can be twice as fun to watch. Jesse Plemons sure knows how to make an audience laugh without even trying to be funny, hence his ability to play a straight-faced character. Billy Magnussen is especially hilarious given that his character (who initially brought a different date with him on game night) is an outgoing gamer who’s also quite dumb. Kyle Chandler has literally got his game face on playing an ultra-competitive alpha male.

In terms of observing the competitive streak of the film’s principal characters, Max and Annie’s relationship is essentially built around their intense love of games. Jesse Plemons’ character is an intensely strange person who, after his wife left him, desperately wants to be invited to the extent that he gradually resorts to subtle (and comedic) underplay. Brooks is a highly successful guy who not only takes game night up a notch, but he takes great pleasure in beating his brother every opportunity he gets (hence, Max’s sibling rivalry literally throws him off his game and is thus unable to conceive a baby with Annie).

The script is insightfully written in both skill and originality, setting the stage for a convoluted narrative that advances to the next level of dark comedy and unforeseen thrills. One moment, you’re in for a legit role-playing murder mystery, but the next you’re caught up in life-threatening situations involving real criminals.

Throughout the course of the movie, references to real-life board/party games are clearly implied. A few examples include: Guess Who? (Kevin and Michelle’s argument on which “celebrity” the latter slept with), Operation (the impromptu surgery in which Annie removes a bullet from Max’s arm) and “Hot Potato” (the scene where the group toss a Fabergé egg from person to person while being chased by guards). What’s more, some three-dimensional aerial camera shots of the city/neighborhood allude to the Game of Life, a clear nod to a “game-within-a-game” concept.

The soundtrack contains a selection of classic songs that fit conveniently into the film. Such specific tracks range from Queen’s “Don’t Stop Me Now” to Engelbert Humperdinck’s cover version of “Quando Quando Quando”.

Finally, underneath the over-the-top comedy and overall adrenaline rush is the idea of just enjoying the things you plan. I recommend this unexpectedly winning (though criminally underrated) cinematic romp to everyone.

“YES! OH NO, HE DIED!”

-Annie Davis

#game night 2018 #black comedy #action thriller #crime thriller #john francis daley #jonathan goldstein #jason bateman #rachel mcadams #max and annie davis #jesse plemons #billy magnussen #lamorne morris #kylie bunbury #Bastian the dog #the Bulgarian #faberge egg

[girlactionfigure]

The Brave Bulgarian Bishop: Metropolitan Kirill

Shouted lines from the Book of Ruth.

Metropolitan Kirill was a bishop of the Bulgarian Orthodox church who defied his own government and risked his life to stop the deportation of Bulgarian Jews to Nazi death camps.

During World War II, the Bulgarian government was an ally of Nazi Germany. Early in 1943, Bulgaria signed a secret agreement with the Nazis to deport 20,000 Jews. In one terrible week, March 4-March 11, soldiers arrested thousands of Jews and kept them in makeshift holding pens while they prepared the cattlecars to take them to Treblinka, an extermination camp where 850,000 Jews were murdered.

Word got out, and there were protests across Bulgaria. Leaders of the Bulgarian Orthodox Church were quick to speak out. One bishop, Metropolitan Kirill, from the city of Plovdiv, did more than speak out.

As soon as the deportations began, Kirill sent a personal telegram to Bulgarian King Boris begging for his mercy towards the Jews. He also warned local law enforcement that if they participated in the murderous round-ups, Bulgarians would stop recognizing their authority. Kirill had the full support of Metropolitan Stephan of Sofia, the highest ranking Bulgarian church official.

On March 10, 1943, 8500 Jews, including 1500 from Plovdiv, were loaded into boxcars. Before the train could leave, Kirill showed up at the station with 300 church members. The bishop pushed through the officers guarding the area and approached the boxcars. As he reached them, he yelled out lines from the Book of Ruth: “Wherever you go, I will go! Wherever you lodge, I will lodge! Your people will be my people, and your God, my God!”

Kirill opened one of the boxcars and tried to enter but SS officers stopped him. At this point, Kirill declared his intention to lie on the tracks to stop the train from leaving. Members of his church got the word out about Kirill’s brave stance, and soon all of Bulgaria knew of the bishop willing to lay down his life to prevent the murder of innocents.

The impact of Kirill’s action was immediate. That same day, 42 members of Parliament rebelled against the government. Political leaders from all parties proclaimed their solidarity with Metropolitan Kirill and the Jews of Bulgaria, and sent angry letters to government ministers demanding the persecution end.

The next day, the Jews were freed and allowed to return home. The danger to Bulgarian Jews was not over, however. King Boris wanted to continue to ally with the Nazis, and he arranged a meeting with religious leaders to support Nazi policies against the Jews. He told them that patriotism demanded they support their king, but the bishops stood firm. Boris’ sudden death in September 1943 stopped the deportations permanently.

The people of Bulgaria’s refusal to tolerate anti-Jewish persecution was unique in Europe. At the beginning of the war, there were 48,000 Jews in Bulgaria; when the war ended, there were 50,000. Bulgaria was the only country under Nazi rule that had more Jews after World War II than before.

For putting his own life at risk to save thousands of Bulgarian Jews, we honor Metropolitan Kirill as this week’s Thursday Hero.

#Thursday Hero

[desturnoska]

Not everyone can say they’ve been to the Big Apple, but  [ DESISLAVA SAXE-COBURG ], a [ 36 ] year-old [ CIS WOMAN ] has lived in [ WEST VILLAGE, MANHATHAN ] for [ ALL HER LIFE ]. This is the city of dreams and [ SHE ] knows it, because they came to NYC to be a/n [ LAWYER ]. Living in the city means they meet all kinds of people, but everyone always seems to think they look like [ TROIAN BELLISARIO ]. They even got away with free cab fare once because of it!

TW: DRUGS, ALCOHOL. CAR CRASH, CHEATING, FAKE DATING

      Desislava had never been an ordinary girl. Born in New York, in the family of Kaloyan Saxe Coburg, Knyaz of Turnovo, and Elizabeth Wilson, she was going to be an successor of the Bulgarian throne, if her grandfather Tsar Petar wasn’t abdicate in 1945 and Bulgaria became a republic. But even when she wasn’t going the rule the country, she and her sisters were raised as royals since the rest of the world still accepted them as royals, and because of the fact they still was in the line of the successors of British throne since their grand father was forth cousin of queen Elizabeth II.

      Desislava, as Knyaginya of Turnovo, didn’t have exactly carefree childhood. Yet, she was born with a silver spoon in her month, but this came with relevant responsibilities - she had to learn bulgarian and french before she even started elementary school, attending different dancing classes, and studied Bulgarian and world history in every free minute and this continue until her teen years, when she finally raise her voice and call it it quit, wanting to be a normal girl. Her parents wasn’t happy about it but at the end they didn’t have any other option but agree with her, hoping it would be just a phase and she would remember her responsibilities as Knyaginya.

     Finaly being able to live as an ordinary girl, Desislava was able to do whatever other oeople her age did - she started going out more often, had different friends most of which was not the best company parents wanted for their kids. The money of Saxe-Coburg family had attractive force for any freeloader who were able to do anything to be around somebody famous and rich. Soon the young Knyaginya started to downfall - the parties she attended became more wild surrounded by a lot of drugs and alcohol. Pictures of these parties started appear regularly in the tabloids and Desislava became a hot topic. Kaloyan and Elizabeth did everything possinble to cover the stories but when Desislava and her best friend became a reason for a huge car crash luckily no casualties, Saxe Coburgs had to do something and they sent the oldest Knyaginya to a rehab at UK and then for a year in Bulgaria where desislava had the opportunity to think a lot about her life and her role in the Bulgarian royal family realizing how much this meant to her but also that she needed to do something more with her life and when she returned to USA she started study law at Columbia University. Along with her education, she also took her role as Knyaginya of Bulgaria seriously becoming a face of few charitable organisations.

      Desislava met Aaron, a son of investment banker, when she was 30 and they started dating.They was like a dream couple abd few years later Aaron proposed and she was happy to say “yes”.  The newly engaged couple was favorite to tabloids and they followed them around but Desislava didn’t mind to show their love being sure they could be inspiration for other people, But it seemed the happy fairtail was not going to last long. The poltical crisis in Bulgaria and the fact the court gave back some of the lands in Bulgaria to Kaloyan led to some death threat to the whole royal family and they were forced to hire security guards. Desislava was not happy because it took away her freedome especially since she couldn’t stand her guard Alexander which seemed mutual, Her only consolation was her fiance but everything fell apart when one late night she came home only to found Aaron with another women in their own bed. Not knowing how to handle it, Desislava ran away only with Alexander by herself and she didn’t even know how she ended up in Las Vegas, but more more surprising was her marriage to Alexander. 

Wanted connections:

best friends

partying buddies ;; a friendship that relies on nothing more than  going out and having a wild time

assistant;; someone who could help her with her work and also the charities she works on.

frienemies ;; they’re nice to each others faces and act like friends but are constantly talking badly about each other

friends turned enemies ;; they have been pretty close, but something changed and they couldn’t stand each other

exes ended on bad terms

exes ended on good terms

neighbour ;; they could live next door, across the street. maybe they hang out? maybe not? maybe there is some attraction, maybe they just find each other annoying?

a new friends;; people Desislava recently met but they are pretty close

casual hook up ;; they aren’t friends, but will call each other whenever they need a lil sexual intercourse. basically like a booty call.

relatives of her husband ;; family, friends, ex-lovers; it’s going to be interesting interaction so plese give it to me

co-workers

gym-buddy

a sibling she had no idea about - could be on her mother or her father side

#ENYC.INTRO #tw drugs #tw alcohol #tw car crash #tw cheating #tw death threats #tw fake dating

[desislava-saxecoburg]

FULL NAME: Desislava Saxe-Coburg

NICKNAMES: Desi, Des. D

PRONOUNS AND GENDER: she/her, cis woman

SEXUALITY: Bisexual

HOUSING: Coral coast

OCCUPATION: Attorney at Fairford law

TRIGGER WARNING(S): DRUGS, ALCOHOL, CAR CRASH, CHEATING, FAKE DATING

ABOUT:

   Desislava had never been an ordinary girl. Born in New York, in the family of Kaloyan Saxe Coburg, Knyaz of Turnovo, and Elizabeth Wilson, she was going to be an successor of the Bulgarian throne, if her grandfather Tsar Petar wasn’t abdicate in 1945 and Bulgaria became a republic. But even when she wasn’t going the rule the country, she and her sisters were raised as royals since the rest of the world still accepted them as royals, and because of the fact they still was in the line of the successors of British throne since their grand father was forth cousin of queen Elizabeth II.

   Desislava, as Knyaginya of Turnovo, didn’t have exactly carefree childhood. Yet, she was born with a silver spoon in her month, but this came with relevant responsibilities - she had to learn bulgarian and french before she even started elementary school, attending different dancing classes, and studied Bulgarian and world history in every free minute and this continue until her teen years, when she finally raise her voice and call it it quit, wanting to be a normal girl. Her parents wasn’t happy about it but at the end they didn’t have any other option but agree with her, hoping it would be just a phase and she would remember her responsibilities as Knyaginya.

  Finaly being able to live as an ordinary girl, Desislava was able to do whatever other oeople her age did - she started going out more often, had different friends most of which was not the best company parents wanted for their kids. The money of Saxe-Coburg family had attractive force for any freeloader who were able to do anything to be around somebody famous and rich. Soon the young Knyaginya started to downfall - the parties she attended became more wild surrounded by a lot of drugs and alcohol. Pictures of these parties started appear regularly in the tabloids and Desislava became a hot topic. Kaloyan and Elizabeth did everything possinble to cover the stories but when Desislava and her best friend became a reason for a huge car crash luckily no casualties, Saxe Coburgs had to do something and they sent the oldest Knyaginya to a rehab at UK and then for a year in Bulgaria where desislava had the opportunity to think a lot about her life and her role in the Bulgarian royal family realizing how much this meant to her but also that she needed to do something more with her life and when she returned to USA she started study law at Columbia University. Along with her education, she also took her role as Knyaginya of Bulgaria seriously becoming a face of few charitable organisations.

   Desislava met Aaron, a son of investment banker, when she was 30 and they started dating.They was like a dream couple abd few years later Aaron proposed and she was happy to say “yes”.  The newly engaged couple was favorite to tabloids and they followed them around but Desislava didn’t mind to show their love being sure they could be inspiration for other people, But it seemed the happy fairtail was not going to last long. The poltical crisis in Bulgaria and the fact the court gave back some of the lands in Bulgaria to Kaloyan led to some death threat to the whole royal family and they were forced to hire security guards. Desislava was not happy because it took away her freedome especially since she couldn’t stand her guard Alexander which seemed mutual, Her only consolation was her fiance but everything fell apart when one late night she came home only to found Aaron with another women in their own bed. Not knowing how to handle it, Desislava ran away only with Alexander by herself and she didn’t even know how she ended up in Las Vegas, but more more surprising was her marriage to Alexander.

 The marriage brought a lot of attention and the new couple as well the whole royal family had to deal with,  It was like a nightmare for Desislava and she decided she had to leave New York. “Knyaginya Desislava and her husband Alexander decided to took few weeks off and would spend their honeymoon at Alexander’s home town Fairford" said the message send to the press by the royal family but it was a lie since the new family continue to hardly stand each other but the town seemed like a good place for Desislava to spend some time away from the tabloids. But once Desislava came in the small town she felt in love with the place and she decided she wanted to stay permanently

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

- best friends - partying buddies ;; a friendship that relies on nothing more than  going out and - having a wild time - assistant;; someone who could help her with her work and also the charities she works on. - frienemies ;; they’re nice to each others faces and act like friends but are constantly talking badly about each other - friends turned enemies ;; they have been pretty close, but something changed and they couldn’t stand each other - exes ended on bad terms - exes ended on good terms - neighbour ;; they could live next door, across the street. maybe they hang out? maybe not? maybe there is some attraction, maybe they just find each other annoying? - a new friends;; people Desislava recently met but they are pretty close - casual hook up ;; they aren’t friends, but will call each other whenever they need a lil sexual intercourse. basically like a booty call. - relatives of her husband ;; family, friends, ex-lovers; it’s going to be interesting interaction so plese give it to me - co-workers - gym-buddy - a sibling she had no idea about - could be on her mother or her father side

#fairfordintro #drugs tw #alcohol tw #cheating tw #life threatening tw #fake dating tw #car crash tw

[polariscv]

Harry potter and the deathly hallows part 2 blu ray

Rowling and Daniel Radcliffe for an exclusive conversation about bringing the character of Harry Potter to life, the last decade of films and how their lives have changed by the fame that they've both experienced.

A Conversation with JK Rowling and Daniel Radcliffe - Join J.K. Maximum Movie Mode hosted by Matthew Long (Neville Longbottom) and other cast members (80 minutes) - As the epic showdown between Harry Potter and Lord Voldemort approaches, don't miss a single detail as the forces of Good and Evil clash one final time throughout the grounds of Hogwarts. The "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows - Part 2" Blu-ray™ 3D Combo Pack and Blu-ray™Combo Pack contain the following special features: WB Studio Tour London - The Making of Harry Potter Hear the personal stories of the faces we know, and those we don't, as we come to the end of one of the most successful eras in cinema history. When Harry Left Hogwarts - BAFTA award-winning filmmaker Morgan Matthews has been given unprecedented access to the creative decision-making processes that have been kept as a closely guarded secret - until now. The Women of Harry Potter - A look at the remarkable women in Harry Potter's life and the critical role they play in the films. The Goblins of Gringotts - Hosted by Warwick Davis, you'll see the entire process of becoming a goblin" on a Harry Potter film, from auditions and casting to makeup and prosthetic tests as well as filming the final scenes. But it is Harry Potter who may be called upon to make the ultimate sacrifice as he draws closer to the climactic showdown with Lord Voldemort. The stakes have never been higher and no one is safe. In the epic finale, the battle between the good and evil forces of the wizarding world escalates into an all-out war. The much-anticipated motion picture event is the second of two full-length parts. "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows - Part 2" is the final adventure in the Harry Potter film series. As a result, Disc 2 is coded for Regions 2, 3, and 4 in those countries.Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 DVDĬast: Daniel Radcliffe, Rupert Grint, Emma Watson Helena Bonham Carter, Robbie Coltrane, Warwick Davis, Tom Felton, Ralph Fiennes, Michael Gambon, John Hurt, Jason Isaacs, Matthew Lewis, Gary Oldman, Alan Rickman, Maggie Smith, David Thewlis, Julie Walters, Bonnie Wright In Japan, South Korea, Taiwan, and Brazil, Disc 2 is the same in every country, with a total of six subtitle languages all in one disc. Same as the Taiwanese version, but with English, Korean, and Thai audio and subtitles. The import here contains English, Mandarin Chinese, and Cantonese audio tracks with subtitles in English, Traditional Chinese, and Indonesian subtitles. The Brazilian import contains audio tracks and subtitles in English and Portuguese, and is Region 4 encoded. The UK import contains English and Hungarian audio tracks with subtitles in English, Bulgarian, Hungarian, and Romanian. The Blu-ray Disc version has more special features, such as a Maximum Movie Mode, some Behind the Story featurettes, a sneak peek at Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2, and a grand opening to The Wizarding World of Harry Potter.

Godric's Hollow/The Harry and Nagini Battle.

Scene 108 Montage - Ron and Hermione Skimming Stones (1:51).

Scene 83 - Ministry of Magic Lifts (1:50).

Dan, Rupert and Emma's Running Competition.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1 - Behind the Soundtrack.

The Wizarding World of Harry Potter - Promotional Trailer.

On the Green with Rupert, Tom, Oliver and James.

#Harry potter and the deathly hallows part 2 blu ray

[scviet]

❛❛  in the UNFORGIVING embrace of siberian nights, the winter soldier emerges —a silent HITMAN, a living embodiment of paradox. masked in the frosty expanse, he moves like a GHOST through the shadows, executing a lethal assignment orchestrated by the cold whispers of mother russia’s secrets

from the womb of secrecy, i was TRANSFIGURED into a blade. the nurturing touch was REPLACED by the cold hands of training and the harsh cadence of orders. i was not nurtured as a child but sculpted into a WEAPON of silent purpose.

contains mentions of: death, psychological abuse, torture, violence and mental disorders

— BASICS.

Name: Mstislav Strelnikov

Nickname: Misha / Mikah

Age / D.O.B.: 47 / December 20, 1976

Gender, Pronouns: Cisman. He/Him

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Hometown: Moscow, Russia

Occupation: Hitman / Former KGB Assassin / Spy

Affiliation: N/D

Languages: Russian, German, Swedish, Norwegian, Bulgarian, Arabic, Spanish, Italian, French, Portuguese

Relationship Status: N/D

Children: N/D

— SKILLS .

expert martial art: highly skilled in hand to hand combat and various martial arts

marksmanship: proficient in the use of firearms and skilled maksman

assassination techniques: trained in covert operations and assassination tactics

stealth: capable of moving covertly and maintaining a low profile

master tactician: strategic thinker with tactical skills

weapon proficiency

espionage and covert operations

interrogation expertise: skilled in extracting information through interrogation techniques

adaptability

impersonating: skilled in impersonating specific individuals to gain access to restricted areas

poison expertise: knowledgeable in the use of poisons to eliminate targets

lock picking and hacking: proficient in bypassing security systems, picking locks and hacking electronic devices

— PHYSICAL.

Hair Color: Blonde

Eye Color: Blue

Height: 6 ft 4

Scars: Several

Tattoos: N/D

Faceclaim: Alexander Skarsgard

— MENTAL.

Personality Type: ISTP

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Positive Traits: Indomitable, Eloquent, Assertive, Cunning, Dominant, Ambitious, Bold, Decisive, Resourceful, Self Disciplined, Confident, Perceptive

Negative Traits: Brutal, Detached, Volatile, Manipulative, Cynical, Rough, Competitive, Vengeful, Malicious, Obsessive, Paranoid

Mental Health: (Undiagnosed) PTSD .

Narcotics of use: None

— FAMILY .

Parents: Mikhail, Elena

Siblings: Aleksandra Strelnikova

Cousins: N/D

— BIOGRAPHY .

Mstislav Strelnikov's journey began in the heart of Moscow, where he was born into a life marred by adversity. His father, a ruthless and unyielding figure, showed no affection to his son, subjecting Mstislav to constant emotional abuse during his formative years. The same truth was faced by his mother and his young sister, also victims of a web of emotional scars.

At the tender age of 12, Mstislav's life took a dark turn when his father, driven by his own ambitions, callously sold him to the Russian government. This marked the beginning of his harrowing odyssey within the confines of the notorious Red Winter Program.

Transferred to an assassin training facility in the unforgiving terrain of Siberia, Mstislav faced an existence that shattered the boundaries of humanity. Within the clandestine walls of the assassin facility, Mstislav was systematically broken into a million pieces, exploited, tortured, and subjected to relentless brainwashing. The handlers of the Red Winter Program molded him into the epitome of the perfect soldier, a lethal instrument honed for the shadows.

As the years passed, Mstislav's transformation was complete. Emerging from the crucible of torment, he had become the most lethal hitman, a living weapon shaped by his traumatic past. The Red Winter Program's cruel machinations had forged a man devoid of emotion, driven solely by his training and the orders that echoed through his conditioned mind.

Under the guarded eyes of his handlers, Misha embraced the constraints of his tight leash. The hits became his ticket to praise and a tantalizing opportunity to escape the clutches of Siberia. The more lethal the assignment, the more accolades showered upon him, offering a semblance of validation that eclipsed the emotional void within.

Mstislav's innate affinity for languages became a double-edged sword for his handlers. As the geographical range of his assignments expanded, so did his linguistic repertoire. He seamlessly slipped between identities, becoming a chameleon in the world of espionage. Each assignment was a move of deception orchestrated by the man who had once been broken into a million pieces. Found solace in the fluidity of his ever-changing personas, navigating the complexities of his existence with a deadly aplomb. The thrill of adopting different roles fueled his desire for more lethal assignments, each pushing the boundaries of his skill set.

Amidst the blood-soaked landscapes of his missions, Mstislav discovered a semblance of control, a fleeting sense of purpose that transcended the scars of his past. The languages he mastered became tools of manipulation, enabling him to infiltrate and vanish without a trace. For Mstislav Strelnikov, the world became a chessboard, and every assignment was a calculated move in his relentless pursuit of freedom and redemption, one deadly identity at a time.

In the shadows of a covert assignment, Misha unraveled the tightly guarded secrets of his past. The truth, like a dagger to his soul, revealed every memory stolen by the Red Winter Program, every step of his torment, and the life mercilessly stripped away. Consumed by a burning desire for retribution, he returned to Russia, a man on a mission to reclaim what was rightfully his.

In a ruthless display of defiance, Mstislav executed his handlers, purged files, and defects, severing the chains that bound him to a life of manipulation. A traitor to the government, he became a fugitive, a shadow weaving through the dark alleys of his own fractured history.

Embracing the newfound taste of freedom, Mstislav regained his role as a hitman, drifting across borders with no ties to bind him. Never lingering in one place for too long, he eluded capture and refused to let any location become a home, haunted by the ghosts of his past.

Fate led him to London, where an assignment awaited. Unbeknownst to him, his sister had risen to power as the leader of a local gang, The Sapphire Devils. The convergence of past and present set the stage for a collision that would test the limits of his resilience.

— TIMELINE .

december 20, 1976  mstislav is born

end of december, 1988  misha is sold to the russian government and sent to a assassin training facility in siberia

march, 1995 became a trainer at the Red Winter Ops program

february, 2001 he leaves the facility and starts working as a hitman

mid december, 2022 finds out the truth about his family

end of december, 2022 completes his 930th hit by killing his handlers. he defects russia

2023 mstislav has been to many places around the world due to his jpersonal tasks and job assignments, never actually having a permanent residence.

early january, 2024 he settled in london

— WANTED DYNAMICS. (self explanatory mostly, but always game to brainstorm !)

budapest / potential love interest : they met during one of his tasks, it was supposed to be a fling, but they ended up developing feelings. misha was still under russia's control and had no choice but to leave. they lost contact and recently found each other again.

black widow : ( thats actually a wanted connection, all the details can be find here )

assassins he trained : during his time at the assassin facility, he became a trainer, aka your character's handler, and responsible for shaping him. more details can be discussed by us.

potential alliances

assignment : pretty self explanatory. you're his target. he woke up one day with a paper on his door, a name written on it, and lots of cash. the reason why or who hired him can be discussed by us.

someone who has already hired him in the past, or wants to hire his services

#talesfmintro #took forever jfc

[exclusivenyc]

We just spotted DESISLAVA SAXE-COBURG ( TROIAN BELLISARIO ) hopping off a plane in the City that Never Sleeps! Make sure to send in your account within 24 hours and read our NEW MEMBER CHECKLIST before getting settled. Can you make it in the Big Apple?

Not everyone can say they’ve been to the Big Apple, but  [ DESISLAVA SAXE-COBURG ], a [ 36 ] year-old [ CIS WOMAN ] has lived in [ WEST VILLAGE, MANHATHAN ] for [ ALL HER LIFE ]. This is the city of dreams and [ SHE ] knows it, because they came to NYC to be a/n [ LAWYER ]. Living in the city means they meet all kinds of people, but everyone always seems to think they look like [ TROIAN BELLISARIO ]. They even got away with free cab fare once because of it!

HEADCANONS:

TRIGGER WARNING(S): DRUGS, ALCOHOL, CAR CRASH, CHEATING, FAKE DATING

  Desislava had never been an ordinary girl. Born in New York, in the family of Kaloyan Saxe Coburg, Knyaz of Turnovo, and Elizabeth Wilson, she was going to be an successor of the Bulgarian throne, if her grandfather Tsar Petar wasn’t abdicate in 1945 and Bulgaria became a republic. But even when she wasn’t going the rule the country, she and her sisters were raised as royals since the rest of the world still accepted them as royals, and because of the fact they still was in the line of the successors of British throne since their grand father was forth cousin of queen Elizabeth II.

  Desislava, as Knyaginya of Turnovo, didn’t have exactly carefree childhood. Yet, she was born with a silver spoon in her month, but this came with relevant responsibilities - she had to learn bulgarian and french before she even started elementary school, attending different dancing classes, and studied Bulgarian and world history in every free minute and this continue until her teen years, when she finally raise her voice and call it it quit, wanting to be a normal girl. Her parents wasn’t happy about it but at the end they didn’t have any other option but agree with her, hoping it would be just a phase and she would remember her responsibilities as Knyaginya.

 Finaly being able to live as an ordinary girl, Desislava was able to do whatever other oeople her age did - she started going out more often, had different friends most of which was not the best company parents wanted for their kids. The money of Saxe-Coburg family had attractive force for any freeloader who were able to do anything to be around somebody famous and rich. Soon the young Knyaginya started to downfall - the parties she attended became more wild surrounded by a lot of drugs and alcohol. Pictures of these parties started appear regularly in the tabloids and Desislava became a hot topic. Kaloyan and Elizabeth did everything possinble to cover the stories but when Desislava and her best friend became a reason for a huge car crash luckily no casualties, Saxe Coburgs had to do something and they sent the oldest Knyaginya to a rehab at UK and then for a year in Bulgaria where desislava had the opportunity to think a lot about her life and her role in the Bulgarian royal family realizing how much this meant to her but also that she needed to do something more with her life and when she returned to USA she started study law at Columbia University. Along with her education, she also took her role as Knyaginya of Bulgaria seriously becoming a face of few charitable organisations.

  Desislava met Aaron, a son of investment banker, when she was 30 and they started dating.They was like a dream couple abd few years later Aaron proposed and she was happy to say “yes”.  The newly engaged couple was favorite to tabloids and they followed them around but Desislava didn’t mind to show their love being sure they could be inspiration for other people, But it seemed the happy fairtail was not going to last long. The poltical crisis in Bulgaria and the fact the court gave back some of the lands in Bulgaria to Kaloyan led to some death threat to the whole royal family and they were forced to hire security guards. Desislava was not happy because it took away her freedome especially since she couldn’t stand her guard Alexander which seemed mutual, Her only consolation was her fiance but everything fell apart when one late night she came home only to found Aaron with another women in their own bed. Not knowing how to handle it, Desislava ran away only with Alexander by herself and she didn’t even know how she ended up in Las Vegas, but more more surprising was her marriage to Alexander.

The marriage brought a lot of attention and the new couple as well the whole royal family had to deal with,  It was like a nightmare for Desislava and she decided she had to leave New York. “Knyaginya Desislava and her husband Alexander decided to took few weeks off and would spend their honeymoon at Alexander’s home town Fairford" said the message send to the press by the royal family but it was a lie since the new family continue to hardly stand each other but the town seemed like a good place for Desislava to spend some time away from the tabloids. But once Desislava came in the small town she felt in love with the place and she decided she wanted to stay permanently

( rose, 28, gmt, she/her )

#oc rp #city rp #active rp #plotless rp #appless rp #skeleton rp #lsrp #lsrpg #enyc.accepted

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Red Sand Boa, Rare Two-Headed Snake, Rescued in Madhya Pradesh's Chhindwara (Watch Video)

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Red Sand Boa, Rare Two-Headed Snake, Rescued in Madhya Pradesh's Chhindwara (Watch Video)

In a shocking incident that took place in Madhya Pradesh, a two-faced snake was rescued in Pandhurna, Chhindwara. According to reports, the price of the two-faced rare snake in the international market is said to be Rs 10 crore. The claim was made by snake catcher Amit Sambhare. The two-faced rescued snake weighing 4 kg 4 grams and 4 feet 6 inches long is of the Red Sandboa species. The incident came to light after Amit Sambhare rescued the snake from a house. Reportedly, the snake of Red Sandboa species had entered the house built in Lehra village. The rare species of snake was rescued from the house that was built in the farm. Dog Attack in Noida: Security Guard Attacked by Pet Dog at Unitech Horizon Society, CCTV Video Goes Viral.

Two-Faced Snake Rescued From Chhindwara in MP

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Привет Симо как дела

Здравей, всичко е нормално. Ти добре ли си? Как вървят нещата в Индонезия?

#Bulgarian Life Guard orchestra #drums #submission

[miss-kittys-magical-library]

Waiting For A Star To Fall

Nikolai x Selina

Word Count: 6k

Warnings: minor angst and fluff, oral sex (m/f receiving), brief thigh riding, penetration, use of sex toys, language gif by @vousnavezrienvu

A/N: Selina and Nikolai's first date turns into more than they ever imagined. 

This took a stupid amount of time to write and became a pure labor of love. Thank you @magic-multicolored-miracle and @neuroticpuppy for being with me the ENTIRE way.  And @bisexualnathanyoung and @forenschik for being my guinea pig

September 1992

Selina’s phone rang, but Sunny beat her to it as he threw himself over the arm of the futon in her minuscule apartment.  His elbow rammed into the wall, and Selina insisted he deserved it.

“Hello?” 

There was a momentary pause.  Selina stood cross-armed with a frown on her face.

“I don't recall anyone with that name living here.  It's just my sister, myself, and the guy from the sixth floor who was murdered in 1985.” 

“SUNNY!!” 

He waved her off,  “Why would I be fucking with you?  You called here.  My sister didn't give you this number, she's a virtual nun!  She's not one to take up with strange foreign men.”

Selina launched herself at her little brother.  He held the cordless phone above his head and levitated the ten feet towards the ceiling.  His legs curled up underneath so she couldn't grab him by the ankle. 

“UNFAIR!!”  

“EVOLUTIONARY ADVANTAGE!” he shouted and stuck out his tongue.  “You were saying?”

“You aren't evolution!  You're a science experiment that was implanted in our mother by The Men In Black.”

“Low blow.” Sunny flipped Selina off and went back to the caller.  “I mean that may or may not be the woman you ravished lakeside.  I know my sister is her own woman.  You scandalized her though.  I think you made her feel.. feelings.  Rude.” 

“NICKLAUS ELTON KOSTAS GIVE ME MY PHONE!”

He held up his hand.  “HEY! I can speak Russian you know.”  And then Sunny did for the next several minutes occasionally glancing down at his sister.  

Finally, he came back to the couch and held out the receiver to Selina.  “It's for you.  He's very perturbed, and Slavic.  And sexy.”

She yanked the phone from her brother and flipped him off.  “Klaus should've left you in 1989.”  Her voice softened and her cheeks flushed as she finally answered, “Hi.” 

Sunny hovered a few feet off the ground as Selina blabbered on in flirtatious Russian.  He sneered and poked fun at the way his sister wound her finger up in her hair and then released it.  When that didn't work, craving her attention, he began to hold an imaginary conversation with an exaggerated Russian accent.  

Selina threw the first thing she could at her little brother.  The remote control sailed across the room at Sunny who simply held up his hand, palm towards his sister.  The remote hung in the air like he did.  Then he narrowed his eyes which caused the object to lower to the floor. Selina sighed and returned to the conversation. 

“Wait, you wanna take me out?”  A pause.  “You don't have to repay me.  I'm just practicing for when I'm ethically obligated to save someone.” Pause. “Arsonists and thieves too!”  Selina smiled wide as the flames licked her cheeks and ears now.  “How attractive you are doesn't alter Samaritan laws, Nikolai.” 

Sunny rolled his eyes flabbergasted at how his sister’s entire demeanor changed the moment she began to speak to the Russian from Sway Lake.  She was being coy.  Dare he say seductive as she ignored everything he managed to garner attention.  

Sunny had always been the object of his sister’s devotion.  EVERYONE’S devotion really.  As the youngest of eight “children,” it was his birthright.  Now here he was, slowly becoming Selina’s third favorite person.  Not a single soul, no matter how rakish or good in bed, would ever replace Leon. 

“Sure.  Yeah, I’d like that.”  Selina had a dopey grin on her face.  “Tonight?!  I mean can you even get reservations?”  “Trust you?  I don't know why I should, but I guess I will.  I'll meet you there. Do svidaniya, Nik.. KOLYA.”  

Selina hung up the phone and threw a pillow this time at Sunny.  He crashed to the floor having been caught off guard and rubbed his ass.  

“Just be HUMAN FOR FIVE MINUTES.” 

“I AM HUMAN!! I'M JUST.. Super.” 

“Super egotistical.”

“I can't help that the love of our parents turned me into a badass.” 

“I just pray Reginald never finds you.  You're the success to his failure with Klaus.”  Selina meant that last bit with her entire being.  “Now get out, I've a date tonight.” 

---

“Nikolai, I can't run that fast in these boots!”  Selina yelled as she desperately tried to catch up to her date.  She could hear a fast-approaching man behind her yelling obscenities in a dialect she wasn't familiar with.  Bulgarian or Lithuanian maybe. 

He stopped at the corner.  “We are wearing the same ones, look how fast I'm moving.  I think it must be the several rum and cokes you had.  Come,” Nikolai held out his hand, “we will go faster together.” 

Selina rolled her eyes but linked her hand with his.  Nikolai took off, and she started to laugh.  The exhilaration and adrenaline coursed through her veins.  Never in a million years would she have imagined dining and ditching.  

Nik was so calm as he spoke to the waiter in the dialect they were being bellowed at.  He never blinked.  Then the waiter nodded, took something from him and walked away.  Nikolai stood and clasped Selina’s hand and began to make his way towards the door. 

“Nikolai, shouldn't you pay?” 

There was a slight shake to his head.  He never looked back, just kept going with Selina tight to his side.  They made it to the door before they both had to give chase. 

Selina swung out into the street.  She waved and whistled loudly at an oncoming taxi.  To her shock, it stopped to pull over for them.  Nik was incredulous but had no choice except join his date as she yanked him inside the cab.  

“Bleecker and Christopher, please,” she instructed the taxi driver.  Selina turned to the Russian beside her,  “Are we going to break the law EVERY time we're together?”  

“Yes.  Like a new Bonnie and Clyde.”  Nikolai lifted the hand Selina hadn't realized he was still holding.  His lips brushed the back of it, “Without being shot to death by the FBI.” 

Selina's heart pounded in her ears.  She couldn't remember seeing anyone look attractive in the color orange.  Yet here was the man beside her, currently with a look she could only describe as voracious, pulling it off.  Her cheeks grew hot under the weight of his stare. 

“What?!” came out in an embarrassing giggle. 

“I cannot look at something beautiful?” 

“You don't have to lay it on THAT thick.  I'm taking you back to my apartment already.” 

“I'm not trying to trick you, Lina.  I think you are beautiful. I almost blew my own mission.  Especially under the moonlight.  You made me forget what I was doing.  Your willingness to allow me to do unspeakable things to your body helped,” he teased.  

Selina decided to play coy as the taxi stopped in front of her building.  “Let's see what happens under this month’s full moon.” 

---

Selina and Nikolai on the fire escape outside her living room window.  Selina a few beers in and a few steps above.  Nikolai nursing a beer of his own while settled between her knees.  His arm under her knee to snake around her calf.  His fingers mindlessly stroked her ankle to the naked foot dangling in his lap. 

They had fallen into a contented silence after nearly two hours of talking.  Sharing stories in Russian and English.  Nik’s curiosity about the photos and books and records she owned was endless.  Selina had a hard time keeping up and answering as he flitted along from keepsake to keepsake. 

Yes, that's Elton John.  Somehow he and her parents were old friends.  He dedicated “Your Song” to her parents every concert they went to.  Selina could never figure out why. 

The somehow dower, yet smiling man, with a giant cigar in his mouth that tossed Selina in the air while little Sunny hung from his back was her Godfather, Tom.  He had been a CIA agent that now lived in a cabin with his beautiful French wife, Ella.  That's where she had been  staying up at Sway Lake.  Yes he did always look like a lion with a thorn in his paw, but he was soft and kind and loving.  

The Lady Godiva on the horse was her mother, Honey, back when she frequented Studio 54.  Selina recalled her hair rivaled only Cher’s at that stage.  Raven colored and long enough to hide her naked body (barely) as she sat side saddle on the white mare.  Her head resting against the back of an equally nude man. Her one arm wrapped around his thin waist. 

Nope, Nik was totally not imagining things.  The man holding the reins did strongly resemble her brother and himself.  That was HER papa, Leon. His hair in perfectly wild curls to his shoulders. His face full of confidence and sex. 

The questions began to wear Selina down.  No one had ever been this inquisitive or interested in her life.  Her family.  Her.  The endless questions, punctuated by making out until their lips chapped, about her personally.  Then, between an anecdote about Luther and rollerskating and tongues fighting for dominance they stopped.  

Now Nikolai lifted Selina’s foot and kissed the top of it.  Then his mouth made its way up her shin.  When he reached her knee, Nik turned abruptly to face the woman behind him.  He set the bottle down on the windowsill before kneeling on the stairs.  He slid the hem of her dress up, fingers hooked into the fabric of her panties to tug them off.  He kissed her inner thigh before letting his tongue trace painfully slow along her sex. 

Selina could only grasp the railing.  Her fingers curved around the cold metal and she cried out in pleasure as Nikolai slipped his tongue inside of her.  

It slid in and out before eventually discovering her clit.  His hands on her ass so that he could pull her onto his face.  Encourage her to ride him as his tongue flicked in circles and then snaked in and out. 

Selina started to lose herself.  Her free hand tugged at Nik’s hair while her hips bucked and the spark grew.  She twitched and cried out louder as his mouth and tongue worked faster.  She opened her eyes to look down at the man keen to make her cum. 

Almost as if he could feel her eyes on him, Nikolai looked up at Selina.  She felt strange, shameless and used her own thumb to wipe away what was on his lips.  She sucked on it briefly then grabbed Nik by the shirt towards her.  Wanting for a kiss.  

Selina revelled in the way she tasted on his lips and inside her own mouth.  Like beer and bitterness.  She had never done that before Nikolai and the lake.  She wanted to do it again, and every time he went down on her.  She wanted to put him in her mouth.  To suck and lick and make him bend and writhe.  

She could, she thought, now.  Selina pushed Nik away at arms length meaning to have him sit on the stairs so she could give him head.  Her fingers deft at the belt buckle and buttons on his pants. She laughed full of nerves as he fumbled, THE OVERCONFIDENT RUSSIAN FUMBLED!! 

Nikolai fumbled with the buttons on his dress shirt before he finally came loose.  He yanked his pants and boxers over his hips and held his cock in his hand. Nik parted her legs and started to push inside, but Selina held up her hands.

“What are you doing?”

“Do you not want me to have sex with you?”  He was more shocked than angry. 

Selina ran her hands over his chest and stomach then up around his neck.  “I very much want to fuck you.” Nikolai huffed, but Selina continued, “I mean I've seen you naked and can't get over how fucking sexy you are.”  

“Then what is wrong?  Not here?  Maybe this is not comfortable for you.  We’ll go inside.”  He stood and held out his hand.

“It's probably the same as fucking on a bunch of sticks and acorns.”

Nikolai sniffed again at the use of the word “fucking.”  “Then what is wrong?”

Selina stood and climbed in through the windows.  Her date followed.  “There's an international health crisis.   A incurable disease that passes mostly via sex and fluids?” she shouted from her room as she rummaged through drawers. 

“Do you mean The..AIDS?  Is that not for,” he chose his words carefully, “The gay men?” 

Selina could tell Nik was more confused than anything.  She heard this all the time at the clinic where she volunteered. “Or you could be bisexual or pansexual like my brothers.  Contract it from a man and pass it to a female partner.”  

She appeared in the living room now with a small foil package.  “Or an IV drug user, also like my brother, and get it that way.” 

Selina started to unwrap the condom without noticing that Nikolai was standing completely nude in her living room.  “This is usually where most guys bail.  They're not interested in protection or rubbers.  Mostly just a pump and..” she looked up and paused in her tracks. She was distracted by his body and neck and eyes and jawline.  “Christ on a cracker.”

“What?”  he chuckled.  

“Sorry! I know. I know.  AIDS talk is a bummer.  I get this close to just.. sitting on a dick and I panic?  Everyone in my family got the sexual confidence memo but me.” 

“Why are you panicking now?  You did not freak out by Sway Lake.”  

Nikolai couldn't help the teasing in his voice.  He reached out for Selina to draw her close to his body.  His knee inside of her thighs just like that night.  

Now he unzipped and helped her out of the dress.  “I think it's very sexy when you talk like a nurse. So smart and commanding.”  His hands ran over her bare back and down to her ass as he brushed his nose along her neck up to her ear.  He nipped at the lobe, “That can be very erotic putting a condom on.” 

“Nik,” Selina could only squeak out.  Her body involuntarily started to rock back and forth. 

“It's Kolya.  In Russian we use end of names,” he breathed in her ear.  “Like your sister, Vanya.   Little Ivan.”

“Ok,” Selina didn't want to hear about Vanya right now.  Or Klaus.  Or Diego.  Instead she got down on her knees.  The condom was still in her hand as she used the other to hold his erection towards her mouth.

“Lina, what are you doing?”  

She looked up through her bangs, her tongue darted out to trace around the head of the cock.  “Sucking your dick.  What else does it look like?”  She took it fully in her mouth, letting the tip hit the back of her throat.  

“Fuck,” he mumbled in Russian.  “Dorogoya, stop.”  

Selina sat back with a popping sound, “Did I do it wrong?  I'm like, the LEAST experienced person in this family.”

“You don't have to be an expert.  A blow job is a blow job, we can practice another time.  I want to be inside of you.  And I have been very patient.”

Selina stood, but Nikolai lifted her completely off the ground.  She wrapped her arms and legs around him as they stumbled towards the futon.  Mouths and tongues at war as Nik sat her down on the cushions.  Selina held eye contact as she expertly unrolled the condom down the length of his cock.  She kissed his stomach as he noticeably shuddered.  

Nikolai let his fingers caress Selina’s bottom lip before crawling on top of her.  She still held his erection in her hand as he threw one of her legs over his shoulder.  He held her bent knee to the side as she taunted him with her sex.  Guiding it just inside before digging her nails into his ass so that he buried himself to the hilt. 

Selina clawed at his back as Nik started to undulate.  Over and over, further inside each time.  Their bodies rocked wildly as Selina’s muscles started to shake from the position she was in.  She clung to him desperately as he searched for her neck and chest with his lips.  

Nikolai’s mouth devoured one of her breasts.  He sucked and bit at Selina’s nipple.  She cried out in shock at the sensation.  The sound egged him on to go harder.  

“So you like that too?” His voice raspy in her cleavage. His suckling and biting increased.  She mewled in reply. 

Selina was worried that it wasn't working.  That she couldn't or wouldn't orgasm.  Not like she did when he went down on her.  How she hung from the cliff.  

She WAS being pleasured.  Nikolai was hitting the right spots, but she was so nervous about what she looked like under the lamplight.  His rhythm and pounding, it was pounding, into her was unmatched.  She cried out with exaggeration to indicate she had cum hoping he wouldn't notice. 

“Fuck!” he cried out and propped himself up by the back of the futon.  

Nik’s body arched while his hips made circular motion.  He spasmed and shuddered as his body immediately went into shut down mode.  His face covered in a sheen of sweat as he pressed his forehead into Selina’s neck then pecked it a few times. 

“I.. am sorry, Lina.” There was disappointment in the Russian’s voice as he held the condom so he could pull out.

“For what?”   Her arms and legs still enclosed around his back and hips.  

“You did not.. cum,” Nik’s eyes searched the woman below him.  “I should have tried better.  I just was so turned on by you.”  He swept the damp hair away from her forehead. 

“You were fine!  It was good.  Really good.  I got in my own head is all.  Maybe next time?” 

“You mean later tonight,” he winked then pecked the tip of her nose. “I won't leave until you are honestly screaming my name.”  There were four dimples Selina counted in his smile.  

“Then we’ll sleep on it first.” 

---- 

Selina tip toed out to the kitchen both starved and thirsty.  She thought about Nikolai's playful threat about not leaving until she got off and chuckled to herself.  Then she peered around the wall to see him asleep on the futon.  His mouth slightly agape and one hand under his cheek. 

Would it be so bad with him around all the time? She thought as she cracked open a beer.  To not be alone when she came home from a shift?  How nice it would be to have conversations with someone not “related” in some form or another. 

And Nikolai was interested in Selina.  He still dodged questions about himself, answering straightforwardly with no details.  She knew it was because he didn't trust her just yet.  It wasn't like she didn't have secrets of her own, but the more open she COULD be, the more she knew Nik would reciprocate.  It had to be lonely with only one confidante. 

Selina turned around and jumped a mile in the air.  “Motherfucker!”

Nikolai was casually leaning against the doorway watching her contemplate life and drinking a beer.  “She IS very sexy,” he replied with a cheeky grin. 

Selina rolled her eyes and walked towards her kitchen table to keep distance between herself and the Russian.  As if she were daring him to chase her.  Nik made her feel so contradictory.  In control and submissive.  Safe yet dangerous.  Lustful.  

There was no opposite to that, she realized.  The light from her small kitchen window illuminated the lines and definition of his chest and shoulders.  The collarbone that met in the middle and moved up into his thick neck with its Adam's Apple bobbing along as he swallowed.  A sharp intake of breath before he clenched his jaw.  

Selina’s heart pumped into her ears as he casually reached across the table for her, but she ducked out of the way.  His eyebrows knit together in confusion as they danced around for only a few moments until she allowed him to grab her by the elbow.  Her world stood still as he took her in his arms, back to his chest. 

“I have been thinking, rypka, about our little challenge,” Nikolai settled one hand on her breast which he massaged lightly paying close attention to her nipple.  His mouth somewhere behind her ear as his other hand dropped to her sex. 

A finger found its way inside of Selina and she lost the air in her lungs.  It curved and hooked before making a lazy swirl around her clit.  “Already?” was all she managed.  Her nails closed around his wrist and urged him on. 

“I would like to try a different way of having sex with you.  I just don't want you to be offended.”  

Nik let go of Selina and placed her arms on the tabletop.  He spread her hands out; bent her forward so that her top half was pressed into the wood surface.  Then he grabbed her hips so that her ass was flush with his hardened cock.

“No anal,” she moaned.  “Wear a condom,” another instruction. “Bathroom shelf.” She grazed against him. 

“If you insist,” Nikolai replied in Russian. “I will obey.”  

There was a playful slap on Selina’s ass, and she felt herself swell and throb.  A first time for everything. If she enjoyed it, wet from the sting of being struck, it was.. genetic.  

Her brothers, father, even Honey mentioned the occasional pain got them going.  Klaus and Sunny with varying degrees of punishment.  She knew from eavesdropping or snooping that her parents preferred it light: spanking or hair pulling.  Maybe she did as well.  Too vanilla to ask.  Inexperienced to what she wanted from a partner. 

“Do it again?” Selina tried not to sound desperate as Nikolai tore into the condom wrapper.  She almost presented herself to him as she felt the smooth surface on her cheek.

“What?” he was distracted.  There was a strange snap of latex as he adjusted it.  Then taunted Selina with the head of his cock.  He rubbed it along her slit, marveling at how easy it was to slide in. 

“Hitting me?” she asked timidly. 

“Why would I hit you?” Nikolai was offended.  His hand flat on Selina's back as it traveled to her neck and hair.  His fingers combed and intertwined with her dark waves then lightly tugged. 

Selina braced herself as he lost himself up to the hilt.  Nikolai's pelvis met her ass and pulled out to just the tip.  He repeated this until he gained friction.  Her head and hips were his anchor so he could thrust quicker. Their bodies make a clapping noise. 

“My ass.  Like you did.  Hit it.”  She was willing to try anything.  Wanted to cum for him.  She knew she could, she did it alone all the time.

“Really?” Nik was surprised.  His pace was even faster and the table started to creak under the motion.  “Did you like it then?” His hand cracked her flesh but only slightly harder than before.  

Selina cried out.  Her sex ached and was swollen.  Nikolai did it one more time, but she could tell it wasn't really his thing.  Sensed that it bothered him to be serious about erotic corporal punishment.  Playing was different.  His hand did tighten in her hair to bend her head back. 

“I don't know,” was all he mumbled in Russian.  

The hand that spanked Selina now encompassed her own on the table.  He bent to kiss her shoulder as he found his breakneck rhythm. 

“Then just go harder,” Selina found her voice now.  She relaxed and allowed her body to take how deeply he penetrated her.  His cock at that angle hitting a spot she found mythical. 

Nikolai railed into Selina.  The table and their bodies shook almost violently as he pounded into her.  His shaft lost until she felt a pressure in her womb.  He stood straight and clutched at the thick of her hips.  Her curves she inherited from her mother.  They cushioned her as his body and cock pleased her.  That spark and wave rolled over Selina like on the couch.  

They weren't quiet.  Both forgetting about neighbors as Selina mewled and screamed out. Nikolai growled and uttered obscenities in his first language.  They were certain this would be it, that Selina would orgasm and Nik would feel satisfied that he could please her.  

Instead, his body violently shuddered as he exploded inside the condom.  His muscles and adrenaline gave way to Nik almost collapsing on top of Selina.  He faltered prior to catching her up in his arms again.  He held her and whispered apologies to her as they kissed. 

“Kolya,” she whispered back.  “It's fine.  I was really close.  We have other times to  experiment.”  Selina swept his damp curls back. 

Nikolai leaned into her hand, “You want to keep being with me?” 

“That's what dating is,” she laughed under her breath. “I like being with you.  I wanna know more about YOU though.  Come on,” Selina took his hand.  “Let's actually go to bed and talk.”

---

Selina reached blindly for Nikolai after her alarm went off.  Sitting up, she slammed the clock and turned to see an empty space on the side of the bed he had fallen asleep on. 

She knew he wasn't obligated to be there when she woke up.  This time waking up alone left a weird knot in her stomach.  

“Fuck,” she tossed herself back and threw a pillow over her head to scream.  Her arms and legs failed around like a toddler throwing a fit. 

How long was enough before she called him?  Would he just disappear now? Klaus called it, funnily enough, ghosting.  Why did everything Nik say tread a weird line between romantic and calculating?  And why did Selina want him to keep saying things, anything at all, to her? 

How does someone know they're falling in love? How did Honey and Leon?  Klaus and Dave.  Allison and Ray.  Diego and Patch or Lila.  Vanya and Sissy.  Uncle Tom and Aunt Ella.  Poor Luther.

Selina’s family had a knack for impulsive behavior when it came to attraction.  Her mom moved to a foreign country with a man she had slept with for money.  Klaus fought in Vietnam for a closeted man that kissed him once. Sunny went home with, to Selina’s chagrin, anyone who showered him with the simplest of affection. And Selina had laid down and spread her legs for a Russian committing arson.  

“Lina you are awake?” Nikolai asked from the other room. 

She threw a bathrobe on and wandered into the kitchen.  “You came back.”

Nik was reaching above her tiny sink for coffee mugs and plates.  “Did you not want me to?”

He set the dishes out and opened a box to pull out some pastries and bagels.  Then poured coffee and handed Selina the cup. 

“I wasn’t sure what you liked,” he offered her the plate.  “Greek, Italian and Russian,” a satisfied grin flashed across his face.

“Well that was kind of you,” she smiled back and helped herself to a cannoli and Russian tea cookie.  “Yes, I wanted you to come back. I think I kinda always do?” she questioned her own intentions with a mouthful of pastry. 

Nik leaned over and kissed Selina.  His tongue darted out to taste the sweet ricotta filling on her lips; she reciprocated.  Her own slipping to the back of his mouth to catch him off guard. Nik steadied himself on her hips. 

There was a muddled sound of pleasure when Selina’s fingers unbuttoned Nikolai’s shirt in expert time.  Their mouths never separated as she went to work on his belt and pants as he struggled to take his boots off. 

“This was not my plan for this morning,” Nik breathed heavily in Russian. 

“I'm just really interested in us reaching that goal,” Selina helped him out of his clothes.  

Kissing again, they could feel their lips start to chap already as Selina began backing Nik into her room until he hit the foot of her bed.  As he leaned back, she climbed on his lap.  Her hands seized his cock and settled it in the folds of her sex.  Selina rolled her hips.

“What are you doing!?” Nikolai could only cry out. Astonished by the lack of a condom.  

“I'm sick of being the safe one,” she raised up on her knees so that she was above him.  Her hands on his face and neck as she snaked her tongue to the back of his teeth again.  

Selina shoved him back on the bed and threw off her robe.  She straddled Nikolai like a woman possessed, took his hands and placed them on her breasts as she rode him.  Still not penetrated.

Nik lost himself for a moment.  He massaged the breasts.  One hand teased a nipple, pinched it,  before sitting up to devour it.  Selina held him to her chest, clung to the hair on the back of his head and pulled in her excitement.  Her fingers found the gnarly scar and she rocked harder on his lap. 

“I want you to fuck me until I cum.” 

Nikolai looked up and held her back, “It is not fucking at this point.  Not for me, Lina.  Also you must not compromise your principles for anyone.  I do not want this for you.”  

Selina groaned with exasperation.  Her walls were swollen and slick and wanting.  “It's not a compromise, Nik.  Everyone jumps in my family and trusts they’ll fly while I stand on the cliff pacing back and forth.” 

He blinked, mouth just slightly agape.  That face.  Selina knew that face.  She loved that face.  She loved this face. “Lina, you are extraordinary.  You don't need to have a big life just yet.  It will happen.” 

“Kolya,” her words softer now as she relaxed, “I love you.”

“Do you?!” a dopey grin spread across Nikolai's face.  “It is the same for me I think?  I've never done this, you know.  “That I love you.”  

He kissed Selina before turning under her to rummage around the nightstand drawer. “Now we will go back to the way you prefer?  If I need to I will get..” he stopped and held something aloft.  Now his smile and dimples were devilish. 

He studied it before making it buzz with a push of a button.  “Pocket Rocket?! Lina, are you secretly naughty?" he giggled. 

"I don't think it's a secret to you anymore,” she reached for it.  Her cheeks turned red. 

"Who do you fantasize about when you use it?" Nikolai held it to Selina’s breasts.  He watched with fascination as her nipples hardened.  He let it travel over her stomach and back up. 

Selina moaned and twisted. "You're just trying to get me to say you, but I've had it since I turned twenty.  So mostly you know.. Keanu Reeves..”  

“But not me?" his eyebrow cocked.  Nikolai traced the vibrator along her hips and over her pelvic bone.  

"Once in a while,” her words came out breathless.

"As a Russian, I'm already superior at using it because rocket?” he waggled his brows now.  “We can now?  With you on top?”

The toy found her slit and slid inside easily.  It buzzed and made the air rush out of Selina’s lungs.  She dug her nails into Nikolai's chest while he started to use the vibrator to have sex with her.  Found a pattern of in and out while she bucked and writhed.  

Selina reached back to anchor herself on one of Nik’s thighs. It allowed him better access to her clit.  He Marveled at the way she agonized under his hand as it manipulated her.  His free hand on her ass to coax her faster as SHE undulated now as he had done on the couch.  Her hips danced separately from her upper half.

Nikolai rolled Selina on her back all of a sudden.  Her hair hung off the bed as he propped up on an elbow.  He worked the vibrator in circles.  In and out of her slick walls before going after the clit.  

Selina got tangled up in the sheets as she felt a warmth spread from her stomach to her sex.  Her thighs started to tighten around Nik's hand as she thrust her hips off the bed.  Eyes clamped shut as the first wave washed over her body.  Neck exposed for him to suck and bite which urged another orgasm to burn through her.  

Nikolai was stunned by her silence.  Selina’s mouth opened in a silent cry as she came a third time in succession.  This last time she managed a strangled scream of his name which he swallowed with a kiss.  

A shiver ran through Selina while she relaxed.  Her fingers traced patterns along Nikolai's bicep as her eyes closed.  Cumming was like a sedative.  Nikolai cupping her face and drawing it to his for a lazy kiss was a sedative.  The rain she had no idea was pouring in buckets outside her window was also a sedative.  

The vibrator continued buzzing until it didn't.  The room grew quiet save for the breaths that came from Nik’s nose.  Still heavy with his still hardened bulge pressed into Selina’s hip.  There was no move to get on top of her.  To have sex with her so he, too, could cum.  She started to idly jerk him off. 

“Lina stop,” he gently took her hand.  “This was about you, not me.  It'll go away eventually.  Like I will,” he said that last bit with a challenge in his voice.  

Selina curled on her side towards Nikolai.  “Or maybe don't go?” 

“Ty khochesh', chtoby ya ostalsya?” You want me to stay?

“Po krayney mere, yeshche odno polnoluniye.”

At least one more full moon.

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introducing....                   

                                     𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗬

                                                                                                queen of sierra leone

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&&. announcing her majesty, ( aminata kaday mansaray  ), the ( 37 ) year old ( queen ) of ( sierra leone ). she is often confused with ( kylie bunbury ). some say that she is ( imprudent & brazen ), but she is actually ( adaptable & resilient ).  -  penned by FERB . 

BASICS: 

Full Name: aminata kaday mansaray

Nicknames: ami

Title: queen of sierra leone

Age: 37

Date of Birth: 12 january 1987

Zodiac: sagittarius 

Gender: cis female

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: bisexual

Languages Spoken: krio, english, bulgarian, russian & swahili

INTRO:  (tw: terrorism, gun mention, death, attack)

aminata was born to crown princess georgietta mansaray of sierra leone and prince simeon krasimirov of bulgaria just three years into their marriage. she was the pride of her country from a very young age, as georgietta always believed in being close with her people - even though her husband didn’t share that enthusiasm for the common people. ami grew up in the public eye and was constantly visible to the public through all of her major milestones. 

that’s where it began - ami constantly wanted to be a little bit more than what she was presented to the world as. she became competitive, when she’d spend vacations with her cousins in sofia. she pushed back against the “perfect princess” image, taking up hobbies that didn’t always make sense for a young crown princess, simply because she didn’t want to be the same as everyone around her.  

rebellion became her entire life, even if it wasn’t wild teenager rebellion in the traditional sense. her father would insist on something, and she would go against it as much as she possibly could without crossing the line. she would do anything just to be different than everyone else, to just be aminata, and not aminata mansaray, crown princess of sierra leone. 

this led to her rejecting oxford, not wanting to be the follower after her cousin headed there to start his college career. the university of st. petersburg was a completely surprise to her family, but aminata had decided it’s what she wanted - so it was what she was going to do. somewhere along the way, she’d grown into a very stubborn young woman. 

at just nineteen years old, aminata would arrive on campus at st. petersburg university without any real friends or connections - but she’d make the most important one within just a few weeks. alexei romanov shared a course with her - and they had something pretty big in common. 

honestly, he was a godsend. for a bit, aminata had considered returning home to freetown to finish school, or even joining andrei at oxford. her own loneliness had almost overpowered the spark inside her. and then she’d made a friend, and she could handle it. 

she would drown herself in her studies, only emerging to attend study groups and occasionally go out on the weekends, when she could manage to tear herself away from her homework. and in just under four years, ami had a degree and had forged her own path - without the influence of her father.. 

she would fall in love and get her heart broken for the first time two summers after her graduation - sangcheol kwon of gyeongsang. they had a whirlwind romance, and ami was over the moon, definitely prepared to settle down. but maksim didn’t want the same things as her - he didn’t want to settle down, and as unfortunate as it was aminata knew there was an expiration date on them. they parted ways, and ami was surprised to hear of maksim’s marriage to areum just a few years later - but the bitterness has since been quelled by her own marriage.

she’d return from an awful summit in the middle of nowhere to find out that her brother had been sent off to a brand new boarding school, after being kicked out of his previous one. more importantly, her father was acting strangely. something had happened, while she was away that weekend - but she couldn't put her finger on what. 

the morning was like any other, and ami went about her normal routine. her father pushed her out of the palace just before lunch, scheduling a meeting between her and one of the parliamentary groups at the last second. ami would attend, smiling for the photos and shaking hands, as she’d been trained to do. she could put on the front of the perfect crown princess for the cameras with a practiced ease. 

she’s in the car to return to the palace when things go south - an explosion rings out ahead of them, and ami’s motorcade is suddenly overcome with an anti-monarchist cell. terrified, her driver floors it, trying to escape the several motorcycles that follow. by some miracle, they manage to shake them - but not for long. in the chaos, she ended up halfway across the city, away from the rest of her security. in a moment of panic at the sound of a motorcycle, her driver crashes the town car, and aminata stumbles out into the alleyway, attempting to find a place to hide, unaware of how hurt she really is.

there’s a light at the end of the tunnel, and as she stumbles down the alley she meets someone who’ll change her life. they drag her into their apartment just moments before the motorcycle turns down the alleyway, and ami is finally safe, hidden in the bedroom of an exchange student’s shitty apartment. 

she spends a full week there, hiding away as the authorities track down each living member of the terrorist cell. in the moments after the sound of motorcycles disappeared, she’d collapsed in shock. she’d be nursed back to health by the exchange student. ami would linger in the doorway, when she was finally well enough to leave and it was safe enough to call someone to come and collect her. she didn’t want to go, the second she walked out of the little apartment she felt so much less safe. but she had to - her country needed a bit of hope.

she’d been assumed dead in the crash for multiple days, and media had gone insane about the fact that no one had identified aminata’s body from the car accident. when she resurfaced, seemingly unscathed, it was hailed as miracle. 

five people died in the heavily coordinated attack. the palace, aminata’s motorcade and the school her younger brother had been expelled from were each hit nearly simultaneously, in the biggest attack against a ruling monarch in sierra leone’s history. 

one of the victims, the now-deceased king consort of sierra leone, would be heavily implicated in the yearlong trial of each of the attackers that were arrested. after months of investigation, the police would find that their king had initially contacted and eventually helped to coordinate the group on how to carry out the attack successfully.

the only motive they could determine was the way their marriage was souring. their marriage was entirely the product of a political arrangement, tying sierra leone and bulgaria together. simeon had gotten the bad news just four days before he contacted the group: queen georgietta had found someone else - someone she actually loved. and that had enraged simeon, who knew he was about to lose all of his power in sierra leone. the letters and communication recovered by authorities painted a picture that devastated the entire family: their father had betrayed them, all out of jealousy and selfishness. 

the queen of sierra leone was heavily injured, and after the attack she ended up confined to a wheelchair, needing several surgeries to repair her injuries. the international presas declared aminata “the luckiest princess alive” when she was discovered - bruised up and exhausted, but alive. (the country had started to panic that her little brother might actually become their king, one day.)

ami was devastated by the trial, and spent several months brooding in the palace, ignoring everything and everyone around her. it would be a rough weekend when she’d ask her driver to take her back to the alleyway where she’d hidden. a knock on the door would find the exchange student packing up - and aminata would beg for them to stay. it was completely irrational, but she still let herself be a little selfish, for once.  

of course the answer was no - they couldn’t stay. but ami could at least call them, after everything they’d been through together. their daily calls began, and the amount of hours wasted on the phone grew quickly, the two finding comfort in each other’s voice and the menial discussion of their daily lives. ami helped her family through their recovery, and cheered her best friend on as they  finished their medical degree. 

they would meet for the again a year later in sofia, and after so much time spent discussing their lives and feelings - something was entirely different between them. they fell in love over a weekend spent there - or maybe they fell in love during the year when they never missed a call. ami wasn’t entirely sure, but she knew she was asking a lot, when she wondered aloud, ‘what are we?’ 

they were married just ten months later, in a small ceremony overlooking a beach in the heart of sierra leone. their marriage would be announced when they returned from their honeymoon: with a spread in the royal times magazine, a surprise to the entire world. 

just a week after her thirty-first birthday, ami would take the throne of sierra leone, and allow her mother to retire. it was a difficult decision, but one ultimately driven by her mother’s declining health - aminata insisted that she could handle the pressure, and felt that her mother deserved to take a break more than anyone else in the world. georgietta would move to their estate in the north, alongside the man she’d fallen in love with. 

her first two years of rule would be quiet, easy. perhaps too easy. she let her guard down sometime along the way - thinking everything would be fine. and things were fine - aminata was even something close to happy, and got back to shirking the things she was “supposed to do” in favor of doing things her own way. she no longer had to be the steadfast rock that her country relied on, instead she was allowed to just be aminata, for the first time in years. . 

she got complacent, excited to finally be able to rule without issue - but a small group of never-located members of the original group would change that. they had a plan, and it wouldn’t be something the royal guards saw coming. 

ami returned to st. petersburg - spending a few days of vacation with their spouse in an old apartment she hadn’t visited in way too long. upon her return, she disembarked her plane and a gunshot rang out. in a stroke of luck, one of her security guards would take the bullet for her. aminata was safe, but her entire sense of security was destroyed.

yet again, the mansaray’s had been publicly attacked. suddenly, even the heavily guarded palace didn’t feel like a place they could stay - until the rest of the cell was hunted down and put into jail. 

the next morning, as news of an earthquake in south america broke, she would commiserate the dangers of the world on the phone with alexei, and decide to follow him and the protection program. arriving that morning in tokyo, she finally felt safe.

WANTED CONNECTIONS: 

THE SPOUSE : aminata has been married for nearly five years to a regular person, who just so happened to be in sierra leone during the terrorist attack on the royal family. they bonded during the two weeks that they hid in their apartment, and eventually fell in love and got married. everything else can be worked out - those are the basics! 

( aminata mansaray ), the ( kylie bunbury ) fc would like a ( consort 30 -40 ) with ( karen gillan, fahriye evcen, daniel kaluuya, riz ahmed, olivia munn, rami malek, any fc that fits the age range ). the mun ( requires ) you to contact them before applying. [ queen consort of sierra leone ]

THE BROTHER : aminata might be a bit of a spitfire, but her brother is even worse. if nothing else, the mansaray children always wanted to be individuals, and that’s exactly what he became. her brother was expelled from leone preparatory, that’s the only point that is non negotiable - everything else can be discussed! 

( aminata mansaray ), the ( kylie bunbury ) fc would like a ( brother 20-25 ) with ( justice smith, any fitting fc! ). the mun ( requires ) you to contact them before applying. [ prince of sierra leone ]

friends, allies, people who like her for some reason??

a few enemies would be nice!!! she’s very much a polarizing figure i think - you either love her or you fucking hate her there’s no in between. 

someone she knew when she went on a little “soul searching” journey in 2014, maybe?

#hshqintro #intro #terrorism tw #attack tw #gun mention tw

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Now we have sweet Apis Mellifera, aka #Medenka! Medenka will be heading to @mr.saddlebagshams when she is bigger. She is a long hair black female with a super cute snoot!

Her full name is actually the European Honey Bee - essentially one of the most common bees most people think of when they hear bee. They’re actually not native to North America but were brought over. They are great foragers and make delicious honey!

European Honey Bees are highly social and live in a hive with a queen bee, worker bees, and drones. The Queen Bee is responsible for laying eggs - which she does in the thousands daily! Those eggs hatch into Larva which are cared for by worker bees. All worker bees are female! Not only do they take care of baby bees, they protect and build the hive, make honey, guard the hive and forage for nectar and pollen.

The drones are the male bees. They don’t do much of anything except eat honey and eventually get kicked out of the hive to go find another queen bee to mate with (and then die).

Honey bees are friendly and very passive. They don’t want to sting you because stinging you will mean the end of their life. It’s important to be nice to bees because so much of our food is created thanks to them!

As for Medenka's name, Medenka is a Bulgarian Honey Cake. MSH likes food names, and I was willing to compromise and find a honey/bee related name, so here we are. ;) #BuzzyBuddies

FTR you can always rename your SBH pup! I love learning their new names. I just like giving MSH a hard time LOL. https://www.instagram.com/p/CULGSpXFv1y/?utm_medium=tumblr

#buzzybuddies #medenka

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Alyna watches Xena - 01x01 Sins of the Past

Beware. For the road is long and full of spoilers… I mean, if a 25 years old show can be spoiled. But fair warning.

This thing here was supposed to be short but I made a very long recap of the episode. Sorry not sorry, I’m gonna be making recaps of the series. Yes, every single episode… Not regularly... And it's gonna be long.

Comments and reblogs are appreciated. 👍👍👍

We start with Xena is going through some burned village reminiscing on her past when she was just killing, pillaging and burning villages… And people too, I guess. And then there’s this boy coming out of a burned house asking for food. And when Xena asks him where his parents are, he says Xena killed them. He describes her attack as if the goddess herself showed up and fucked the village up for no reason and Xena is all like:

And it’s really one of the best moments of a pilot, because we’re shown flashback of the attack so even without watching Hercules and meeting Xena there we can see she used to be a bad bitch. So before leaving she gives the kid some bread and cheese so he could hide in his burned house and eat something before he dies of some sickness, gets killed, is eaten by wild animals in search for food etc. Brilliant plan boy, you’re a prodigy.

So then we have the scene where Xena digs a hole and puts her armor her sword and chakram there and frankly, she’s not really a clean lady since there’s still blood and some meat pieces on her chakram.

*rule #1 - wash your weapons from enemies intestines*

And suddenly, a whole bunch of villagers is chased by some warlord taken straight from Mad Max movie. Xena observes the situation, the Mad Max warlord says he’s gonna get the girls (men, smh) and then this blonde girl is all like “take me and leave everyone” and warlords are like “lmfao, nope” and Xena is all like:

*Carless Whisper saxophone solo intensifies*

Because frankly, who wouldn’t be? I know I had the same reaction to Gabrielle so I get Xena. I totally get it.

So when the warlord wants to whip Gabrielle for being insubordinate Xena suddenly jumps into action and starts kicking ass. We get backflips, kicks, punches and a really awesome action sequence until Xena is hit in the head (because she was watching if Gabrielle was safe and it got her distracted. Again, totally understandable).

Men are standing there groaning “argh, grr, rghhg” or something like that and then BOOM! Xena takes out her sword from the hole and with a laugh starts fighting them. And you can see how much fun she has. She kicks warlords’ asses and realizes they’re from Draco so she tell them to say hello from Xena. But who’s Draco? What does he do? Is he more evil then Xena? We don’t know! And… opening!

In a time of ancient gods, warlords… Well, you know it.

So later on Xena is in this small village surrounded by the villagers and Gabrielle is fawning over her and the whole situation, and Gabrielle’s father comes in being all like “thanks for saving us, but now GTFO” and this tall dude behind him wants to take Gabrielle. But Gabrielle is all like “dude, I know I’m supposed to marry you against my will and then die in childbirth or of boredom, but I’m not gonna listen to you. GTFO”. So when he leaves, Gabrielle begs Xena to take her with her. Xena being stoic and supposedly unmoved by Gabrielle words of course disagrees, because “she works alone” and… Then she tells Gabrielle she’s going to Amphipolis, because OF COURSE Gabrielle wouldn’t try and follow her. Nope. Not at all. And she goes like “don’t follow me, you don’t wanna make me mad, do you?” and of course Gabrielle is all like “yeah, no sure, I get it” but then is of course “meh, she’s not that scary. I just need a plan!”

So we move to Draco’s camp where he’s without shirt exposing his bare chest, being all handsome and shit, and being badass when catching almost four arrows at once. But then he’s sort of colorblind… I mean he notices the color of the arrow that wounded him but can’t see who has green arrows when the dude’s arrows are visible from behind his back...

*seriously Draco…*

Anyway, later he’s alone and Xena sneaks in and they have the whole who's tougher bitch, which is Xena of course, and she asks him to leave the village alone (because of her future wife or something) and Draco’s all like “yeah, sure… If you join me” and when Xena says she can’t join Draco, being a typical man he asks why. And we get this really awesome scene where Xena dramatically turns her back, stares at nothing and says she’s going home. OH, DRAMA!

So Draco becomes even a bigger drama queen than Xena and tells our warrior saying he’s dreamt of being in love with her or… fighting in battle or whatever, can’t remember, but Xena turns and Draco goes all soft and says he’ll spare those villagers. But he also asks Xena what's she looking for at home. Being still in drama mode he tells her that when he tried to come home his dad beat the shit out of him with a blacksmith’s hammer. And he survived that. Damn, he IS badass! I mean, have you people ever seen a blacksmith hammer?!

*9/10 parents wouldn't recommend this as an educational tool*

Meanwhile, Gabrielle wants to escape home in the middle of the night and while sneaking out she… Hits strategically placed table waking up her sister Lila. Gabrielle explains to her she needs to follow Xena because she’s in lo… She wants to be a warrior like her and that she doesn’t love Perdicus and it’s her destiny. So Lila being a supportive sister is all like “Go, chase your girlf…. Dreams! Just do it!” and Gabrielle leaves.

*Lila being a supportive sister*

It’s daylight and Xena is riding Argo when suddenly her horse stops all afraid. So Xena gets off the horse that suddenly runs away and… The Blind Cyclops shows up with Draco’s dad’s blacksmith’s hammer! (I honestly don’t know if I used Saxon Genitive in the right way, but I hope you get the meaning). Xena is all like “Fuuuck, that’s a big hammer!” which makes the Blind Cyclops even more badass than he already is, but she stands to fight and humiliates him by dropping his pants. He starts bawling like a baby and Xena leaves him and continues her journey to Amphipolis, because she has no time to deal with Cyclops drama.

But Draco is plotting against Xena. He decides to attack Amphipolis and pretend it was Xena who told him to do it. Plot thickens, you guys.

Gabrielle is afraid of bridges… And gets caught by…Yes, you guessed right. The Blind Cyclops. But being a smart girl she says she’s out here to find and kill Xena because… And here we have very subtexty dialogue:

C: “How’s the young thing like you is gonna kill Xena?”

G: “That’s the point. She’d never let a man get close enough to do her. At least not that kind of do her. But a young, innocent looking girl like me, I’ll catch her totally off guard…

*You sure will, Gabrielle. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)*

At the same time, Xena is being followed by Draco’s warlords. They’re dumb enough to think she doesn’t know so she goes all ninja on them, fingers the Mad Max warlord… I mean, she cuts the blood to his body… Pervs. ;) And when she learns about the plan she leaves to stop the invasion.

In the next scene, Gabrielle is chilling out on the road when some old dude stops and tells her to GTFO, because she’s blocking the only route to Amphipolis. So Gabrielle convinces him to take her with him and the old dude agrees.

So while Gabrielle and the old man are traveling on the only route to Amphipolis, Xena is taking a detour through the hills for dramatic effect or something. Basically, New Zealand… I mean Greece is a beautiful place so why not show it, right? Right?

She meets those peasant women singing Bulgarian…  I mean Greek chants and rides through them, but they don’t give a shit being too into chanting and putting on stacks of… Hay, I guess. Meh, whatever.

So Xena reaches Amhipolis and goes into a tavern to drink wine and sleep with beautiful women. But unfortunately it’s not that kind of a tavern and there’s no wine and beautiful women to sleep with. All she meets are angry people, silence and… wait for it… her mother, Cyrene!

Cyrene grabs Xena’s sword and tells her she’s not welcomed there and she should GTFO. Xena wants to rally people against Draco but Cyrene is against and she tells Xena she’d rather die and that she’s not her mother. And it’s a rather powerful stuff, because we only know glimpses of Xena’s past so we don’t really know how big her crimes are. Of course burning one village and killing peasants is a big no no, but Xena is too big of a character to be hated for such a minor offense. Anyway, villagers in the tavern also tell Xena to GTFO so she does.

Draco is pissed that Mad Max warlord told Xena about his plans and tells him to pick a weapon. Sadly it’s not Draco’s father’s blacksmith’s hammer because that’s been stolen by the Blind Cyclops, but a simple spear. Still, Draco proves to be truly awesome by kicking Mad Max warlord’s ass and killing him while telling new plans to his people. Truly, he was a great choice for a pilot.

In the morning, Xena comes back to the tavern looking around hoping to find some wine and beautiful ladies to sleep with, but to her disappointment there are still none. But her sword is there. And her mom is there. Oh boy, this tension between them could cut diamonds in half. But we get a bonding moment where Cyrene and Xena open old wounds so they could heal, and Xena tells her mother she might not be able to set things right, but she’s gonna spend the rest of her life to try. It’s another great moment in this show where we see Xena in her vulnerable state and not all powerful and strong. And this moment is ruined by villagers coming into the tavern saying Xena’s army is burning fields to which Xena answers they’re lying, Cyrene feels all hurt thinking it was all a ruse and leaves, and villagers start throwing rocks at our warrior princess.

But then Gabrielle comes to the rescue! Because Gabrielle has a natural talent to talk her way out of troubles, she uses it to save Xena. She uses a cunning bluff of “if you hurt bad guy’s girlfriend imagine how pissed he’ll be”. So the villagers reluctantly agree and decide to not commit murder. After a small talk Xena takes Gabrielle on her horse and takes her to her dead brother. Because, you know, there’s no better start of a romance than a visit at the crypt.

So Xena is talking to his dead brother saying she’s lost but that she’s gonna be ok, but that she’s alone and then Gabrielle shows up saying she’s not. And by the way that they’re looking at each other we’re to believe these two weren’t into each other from the beginning? Please.

*They’ve known each other for like 1 hour and we get those looks already? So straight indeed*

Meanwhile, the villagers are waiting for Draco to make a deal, but when he shows up he’s threatening to destroy everything and kill everyone unless they tell him where Xena is. And this is another great moment for Draco, because he really is a scary and ruthless dude and I really wish he was more in this show then just 3 episodes. It was a wasted character, imo.

Anyway, while threatening the leader to kill him, Xena shows up and Draco makes fun of her asking about the homecoming. Again, he tries to convince Xena to join him and goes all Palpatine saying she should “celebrate her dark side”, but Xena is all like “pfft, fuck off and let’s fight to the death”. Draco tells her to choose weapons, but Xena leaves the choice to Draco. Now, Draco being a really smart guy and someone who knows how good Xena is with swords, chooses staffs. I’m sure he believes it’ll give him advantage or at least even oit the odds. Xena chooses the conditions and her conditions are to fight on a scaffolding. The first person to touch the ground is gonna die. Draco agrees and tells his people that whoever falls first is to be killed.

Doing a flip with the help of his people he gets to a scaffolding and grabs his staff. Xena is way more of a showgirl. She hits the dude with his staff and when he leans down she jumps on his back and then on a head of another warlord and jumps to meet her opponent.

They start fighting. It’s an even fight and Draco proves to be a worthy opponent. Soon Xena has to fight to stay on the bamboo scaffolding as it starts to fall off. The archers prepare to shoot, Cyrene shows up and everyone is thinking if she’s gonna fall. But no, Xena standing on one bamboo stick starts hitting bamboos under Draco’s feet to make him back out and leave him vulnerable. But Draco stands tough and very soon he manages to make Xena almost fall again. She manages to hang on her staff, her legs barely touching the ground. Cyrene starts panicking, being all teary, because, come on, she’s a mom. No matter how pissed our moms are at us, they worry 24/7.

Draco starts hiting Xena’s hands wanting her to let go and fall, asking her why she would die for the people that hate her. But Xena grabs Draco’s staff with her feet and doing a truly awesome backflip she manages to stand on the scaffolding again attacking him. Draco almost falls but jumps on people’s heads and give Xena a signal to join him.

And the same villagers who earlier denied Xena her wine and beautiful women to sleep with, and wanted her dead are now supporting her… Literally. She manages to stand on the arms of one person and attacks Draco. They do backflips, kicks, punches and all that for a few minutes and then with one swift kick to the chest Draco falls down on the ground and Xena jumps on his chest looking down upon him to let him know he’s just a little bitch and not a match to her skills. Xena promises to spare Draco if he leaves the valley and he agrees.

But one of his warlords decides to sneakily attack Xena from behind. Gabrielle’s warns her, but before the warrior can react Draco throws his knife at him. After all, Draco may be a ruthless warlord, but he’s honorable.

After the fight Xena is preparing to leave when Cyrene shows up and hugs Xena, who asks again for forgiveness and is, of course, given that. It's a truly awesome moment in this pilot.

But, and honestly I have no idea why, Xena doesn’t stay in the tavern for wine and beautiful women to sleep with. Maybe there is no wine and beautiful women to sleep with after all. Instead, Xena starts a fire near some woods when she hears some noise and goes into a warrior mode. But, as it turns out, it’s just Gabrielle saying she wanted to follow Xena without her noticing, but she couldn’t start a fire and it’s cold and there are mosquitoes looking lkke eagles or something.

Xena wants to send her back home, but Gabrielle says she won’t go. There’s a talk about not belonging there and Xena seems to understand Gabrielle completely. So when she gives Gabrielle a blanket we get one of the most beautiful moments in the pilot.

*couldn't find gif so you're stuck with bad screenshot*

And in the morning we see Xena and Gabrielle travelling to new adventures to right wrongs, drink wine and… Oh forget it.

This episode is all kinds of awesomeness. It’s a great introduction to a character of Xena even to those, like me, who didn’t know her from Hercules. It has tons of very well choreographed fights, amazing music and it’s a rreally strong pilot that makes you wanna see more.

10/10

Edit: I got the gif. Thanks @girl4music​ :)

*there’s nothing gay here. nada. zero... mhm...*

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