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Liev Schreiber

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SOLDIERS, INCLUDING FAMED TEST PILOT ALEXEI SHOSTAKOV, LEAVING MOSCOW IN 1948. THE OTHER SOLDIERS REMAIN OFFICIALLY UNIDENTIFIED. THEY ARE SUSPECTED TO BE LEONID NOVOKOV (CENTRE) AND THE INFAMOUS ‘WINTER SOLDIER’ (FAR LEFT). 

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How do I choose the box to bury my friends in?

“you have no friends.” it is not meant to sting, to wound, to flay back the flesh and strike at the heart like she so desperately wants to. no, it is not meant to sting because it is not meant to be anything but fact; cold, harsh, and ruthlessly plain. if she wanted him to hurt, it would be slow, careful, calculated and sparing no excess thought or breath. she would make him her canvas, her hands the brush with which she tears him asunder with blood and bone a gristle. she imagines him as viscera — a head on a plate is too clean, too neat and too proper — and gore, split apart more times than any nation, any program could hope to do with one man. once, he had wanted a war and stolen a woman; now he wants a woman and will receive nothing but the war that will kill him in the way he deserves. no walls, no forged ideals, no cages standing in her way. she is done being scared of him, she will become death and kiss him with open arms.

“no friends, no family, no country — you shouldn’t worry over it, lyonya, there is no one who would want to be buried by you.”

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vlyuvdova​:

i’m paranoid as a rule.  she has to be,  in this business.  when every street corner is a nesting place,  when every pedestrian is a fox,  every pair of eyes behind every pair of shades waiting to spell and watch your doom,  being paranoid becomes the only way to survive.  she knows this.  she’s used to it.  but this,  this is different.  this isn’t paranoia,  this isn’t being careful,  this is being terrified.

natasha tells the driver that this is her stop just up the road and pays him well.  her german is perfect,  her gait comfortable and measured when she gets out and acts as if there is nothing wrong in all the world,  but she feels those eyes on her and knows it is not a fox that she had thought she had seen,  but a wolf.  this isn’t her stop,  no,  but phillip still has another hour before his eight hour flight takes off,   and she wants  -  needs  -  to get this over with,  to know.

    come out and play little spider. leo can see her texting all the way into the park and he follows, of course, diligent. there is sure to be assistance on the way - the americans would never risk her, would never put her in danger without a contingency of course, she is far too important and far too expensive to let loose without a long leash. such a pity. such a devastating shame to see a woman so beautiful and brilliant caged by the expectations of animals. 

    leo follows slowly and catches up at a bank of phones not far from the entrance to the park; from this distance, the are realistically not very far at all but it has been so long and he has wanted so badly to see her, it is almost as though she is as close as a lover. 

       “ hello, my darling. “

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@vlyuvdova​

     vienna is so beautiful this time of year, natya, i am so very glad you could join me. it is a shame to experience such stunning sights alone - and you are alone, this time, i have been sure of it. did you really think something as mundane as a prison cell could hold me? did you think your little american whipping boy would be able to contain me? it has always only ever been a matter of time. 

     leo watches her leave the train station and finishes his coffee, his pastry, and waits to take note of the taxi she climbs into; he thinks she might have seen him. a flash glimpse he is sure she will spend time wondering about. leo follows and follows and is sure to be spotted in her periphery enough times that her sightings become rarer, the more invisible she makes herself. she will have called her american, of that leo is certain, so time is of course short. 

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                                                                         LEONID NOVOKOV.

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Ray Donovan | ‘Come Back Harder’ Tease | Season 3 (X)

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Ray Donovan

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(via fuckyeahliev)

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viduamor‌:

❝  MOST PEOPLE DO.  ❞    like electricity,   the air between them is alive  &  pricks her skin with both memory  &  the malady of what is to come.   [ SHE HAS THE URGE TO DISAPPEAR. ]   natasha has never been so daft as to be ignorant to his lasciviousness,    &  surely will not do either of them the disservice of assuming he is suddenly a changed man.     ❝    I CAN’T SAY I HAVE,   LEONID.   ❞   she doesn’t give him the familiar courtesy of affection,   preferring the formality of his name.   ❝    don’t tell me you expected me to.    ❞

     he makes a face. oh come now, familial and faux hurt, the temptation to grin from ear to ear almost overwhelming. this woman, this widow. his widow. always.        ❛  don’t be like that, my love.  ❜       they are past pretending, he thinks, past living the lives everyone else wants them to live; can they not simply be themselves? he spreads his arms wide with a smile.         ❛  there is no one else watching.  ❜

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@russiasredguardian​ said / you wouldn’t want to start a war.

            ❛  oh, brother. comrade.  ❜       

when an entire country trains you to hate with the very fire of your soul? it sticks. when the heroes tell you fate has a far greater meaning for your life than simply surviving and then ask you to serve? you fucking serve. you are of service. 

and then you get frozen in a block of ice and wake up forty years later only to find the war you were trained to fight has been won, and not only that, by the opposite fucking side. 

     ❛  that’s exactly what i’m going to do.  ❜

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viduamor‌:

& HE, JUST AS UNNERVING.    she has never been a stranger to being watched,    —   GAZES FIND A WAY TO CLING TO HER   —   but under his watchful eyes,   she bridles.   natasha can remember moments when this was different  ( LIFETIMES AGO, WHEN BESIDE ALEXEI’S WARMTH SHE FELT HIM THERE TOO ),   when she would have taken his words gladly.   things change.   she wants to see him picked apart,  rib by rib.

      ❝    ты не изменился.    ❞

        ❛  i have missed you, natya. more than words can say.  ❜      it is the truth. he thinks about her in the snow; sees her in the webs clinging to the corners of his home, in the crevices in the brickwork as if she might slink out of the shadows at any moment. the bolshoi has never been the same. every show brings a tear to his eye and it’s nothing to do with the performance.      ❛  have you missed me?  ❜

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@viduamor​

she is as beautiful as the day he first saw her. it was across a table where aleksander and alexei were laughing, two other women with them, and natalia sandwiched in between. leo remembers being in love at first sight (an american cliche, but cliches are that way for a reason) and spent most of the night enraptured with every word. it didn’t matter she was alexei’s wife. it didn’t matter at all. 

           ❛  Здравствуй милый.  ❜     hello, darling.

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LIKE FOR A STARTER.

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lucifer sentence starters ↳ episode 1 – 3

i like to punish people too.

are you trying to bribe me?

it’s only money

.you break the law sometimes, don’t you?

it feels good to get away with something, doesn’t it?

go on, take it. buy yourself something pretty.

you little devil.

shouldn’t you be spending your valuable time doing something more significant?

don’t know. don’t care. not my problem.

he will not be merciful for much longer.

you’re famous, aren’t you?

did i sell my soul to the devil?

with all the good came a hell of a lot of bad.

so the devil made you do it, did he?

i suggested you work with him, not sleep with him.

oh god, i’m a mess.

what happens now – that’s up to you.

what did you do?!

why did you end her life?!

there’s gonna be a lot of attention on this one.

do you know the shooter?

like to play cop, do you?

i just like to play in general.

now, don’t you think that’s interesting?

immortality. of course. you spell that with one or two M’s? i always forget.

what will your corrupt little organisation do about this?

will you find the person responsible? will they be punished?

you’ve got some balls on you, pal.

i could swear i’ve seen you naked. have we had sex?

someone out there needs to be punished!

what is this, a wedding or a kidnapping?

it’s hard to be rejected, isn’t it?

i’d kill someone if they denied me. not that that’s possible.

did you want her dead?

i am not playing that mind game with you.

i really don’t want to have sex with him tonight.

i have narcotics for him.

can someone please turn down this god-awful music!

without the blues, there’d be no devil’s music whatsoever.

you’re being clear alright. if you’re looking to get yourself killed.

i didn’t kill her!

people sometimes kill people with whom they’re in love. the heart’s mysterious.

girl made me crazy!

welcome to the party!

i have far too many bullets in this thing for you to still be talking.

what do you desire more than anything else in this life?

you’re not like – a jedi or something, are you?

i know something you don’t know.

well, they’re threatened. you’re clearly smart and have notable instincts.

i don’t think you’re allowed to smoke in here.

that’s a hooker’s name.

i don’t know whether to laugh or to shoot you.

are you at all aware of how dickish you sound?

i wouldn’t recommend it. i’m like walking heroin.

i tend to appeal to the dark, mischievous hearts in all of you.

you seem oddly immune to my charms.

truth be told, i find you repulsive.

did you roofie her?

my word is my bond.

what’s your deepest, darkest desire?

you wouldn’t want any nasty secrets screwing that up for you though, would you?

god, you are a terrible liar.

despite your proclaimed revulsion, you can’t deny that there’s a connection between us.

i made her, and she ruined me.

i’m gonna punish you.

back off, you freak!

he needs to pay! he needs to suffer! he needs to feel the pain, not escape it!

i don’t want to die.

why aren’t you more dead?

you’re having a very hard time with the immortal thing, aren’t you?

i’m pretty sure i’d be dead if you hadn’t helped me, so thank you.

you know, you’re far too interesting to let die.

i think this could be the start of a beautiful friendship.

i’d stay for the family reunion, but it’s giving me terrible IBS.

you scared i’m turning my back on the dark side?

you wouldn’t want to start a war.

i look forward to eating your heart one day.

have you seen the face of the devil?

i’m willing to work within your metaphor.

i’d kick a puppy if one waltzed by. i’m joking. puppies don’t waltz.

i’m gonna figure out your secret.

i guess we both have our mysteries.

i��ll show you mine if you show me yours.

if i don’t affect you, i’m curious as to what does.

if you desire something, just take it.

you’re not gonna get away with this. i’m gonna make sure of it.

what are you hiding?

are you really gonna try and prove his innocence?

sorry, do you want a hit?

it’s ‘puff, puff, pass’, not ‘puff, puff, stomp angrily.’

you brought pot to a crime scene?

i’m sure there’s some stragglers we could get into trouble with, huh?

it’s called a devil’s threesome for a reason.

if you’ve come to lecture me, can you just save it for later? i’m annoyingly sober right now.

you must have done something salacious in your youth.

i’m not gonna tell you anything.

i don’t want to know about the case, so you can keep your dirty little secrets.

i’ve seen the hatred in her eyes when she looks at you.

i just did everything i could to keep others from making the same mistakes i did.

who are you protecting?

i was hoping for sexy, salacious details, and i instead i got taken on a trip down depression lane.

don’t you dare disrespect me.

you will not speak to me this way!

am i interrupting some creepy foreplay you two have?

we all know what the road to hell is paved with, don’t we?

they don’t give out pulitzers for nip-slips.

if it’s any consolation, you look really good in it.

you don’t decide who gets punished and how.

let’s go deliver some punishment.

you’re a necessary evil.

i’ll kill you, you crazy bitch!

you both get a gun. let’s see who shoots first.

what’s to stop us from shooting you?

you’re interrupting my punishment.

you’re lucky i figured out your insane, ironic punishment before anyone got killed.

you tried to do some good. to help someone. don’t throw it all away.

i thought i’d use you to remedy a situation that i’ve mishandled and annoy you in the process.

you know exactly what i’m asking you.

didn’t mean to hurt you.

i hope the guy who hurt you got in lots of trouble.

i’m so very used to being in control of everything.

i doubt he’ll be able to string two words together right now, much less have a conversation.

what happened to you?

i can’t get away from him!

what’s the worst that can happen?

you could learn a thing or two from this guy.

you are in desperate need of my help.

i mean – you are like a four-leaf clover and a unicorn made a baby.

i’ve met your type before. so desperate to control their lives that they forget to enjoy it.

this is the fantasy life of a postmenopausal housewife.

i want to get laid so damn bad.

i very much beg your pardon?

i’m freaking out, okay?

i need that favour.

thanks for being super-cryptic in a really unhelpful way.

we’ve got a murder on our hands.

you forget that my expertise is finding the right people to punish.

so there’s a bona fide killer on the loose that needs to be punished.

haven’t i proven myself extremely useful at detectiving?

i don’t want to be stuck out here with these miscreants.

you call watching porn on your phone useful?

i wish i’d never met you.

the person responsible is still out there.

i just want to make sure that you’re punishing the right person.

this place is built on lies where nothing is authentic or genuine.

i’m gonna tear him limb from limb.

your anger toward this minor inconvenience feels a little disproportionate.

we need to ask you a few questions.

i don’t think the plan was to kill you.

i think they wanted to scare you.

you’re like two pathetic peas in a pod.

someone must’ve hired her for this.

if your problem’s that stick up your ass, i’m afraid there’s no one strong enough to pull that out.

am i up for encouraging someone to commit a nefarious act? put me in, coach.

your professional reputation has taken a bit of a dive. as has your sexual one, i’m afraid.

just sit tight and we’ll all get what we want.

you know who you’re messing with?

you’ve certainly been a busy bee, haven’t you?

it seems you’re a bit of a two-pump chump.

please don’t hurt me – please.

i’m not gonna hurt you. i’m going to destroy you.

see, that’s why i don’t lie. it’s so hard to keep track of who knows what.

i still don’t understand.

if he left me, i would be ruined.

she didn’t want to go through with it.

i’m finally focusing my anger where it belongs.

but you know what? you, uh – you stayed good to your word.

you are crazy. but you’re my crazy, you hear me?

are you too egotistical to acknowledge my help?

i think that’s why you’re here. to reinvent yourself.

i told you, i’m good at punishing people – nay, i’m the best at punishing people.