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do you think everyone who works with Ocelot for extended periods of time just kinda develops a Pavlovian response to the sound of jingling spurs
like.. here he comes.. the Bastard Cat Man…
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@shalashaskaa - cont’d [ ⚡ ]
“Well if you’re doing fine then perhaps I should extend my dinner invitation to Vanya.” He baited, circling to the coffee machine to pour himself a mug. He’d been gone all week on some private project he’d been keeping from even those closest to him.
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Day 8 of Villains in Gaming - Volgin from Metal Gear Solid 3
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Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.
No deleting questions, either!
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Looking at the little collar and loud bell attached to it, in disbelief, he looked up at the larger man. "Really? Why this of all things?"
“You’re no stray.” He comments with a low rumble to his voice. Yevgeny rings the little bell, clearly satisfied with it. He doesn’t wait for permission to slip it around the blond’s neck and fasten it. “Beautiful.”
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"I’m in a tight spot. i just need a little help."
“And how do you plan on repaying me?” He snickered softly. “Not that I wouldn’t mind loosening you up. But one good deed deserves another.”
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“Don’t do this here.You’re making me think that what they told me about you was right”
“What’s the matter, Kitten? Don’t like an audience?” He growls softly in his ear, remaining all too close behind the Major. “Then don’t draw attention.” Whatever they were saying was probably pretty accurate.
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I love the ‘pull em back into bed’ trope someone help me
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Volgin and Raikov own way too much real estate in my brain. expect more lmao
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Apparently “spite” is not an ‘appropriate answer’ to “What motivates you?”
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I love the idea of Raikov being a clingy attention sponge. I feel like Volgin would soak that shit up.
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Yevgeny wasn’t a man used to hearing the word ‘no’. And it showed on his features, lip curling up in a gnarled snarl. “What was that?” He snapped, coming in closer and seizing his chin and forcing his gaze upwards. “I wasn’t asking, Major. I will be seeing you tonight. My office.”
* 𝙰 𝙵𝙾𝙾𝙻 ! ! . . stupid, stupid old man ! disbelief dramatised in features, an apparent shock running through his veins. fingers curl inwards to palms, held tensely, the squeeze of his gloves being the only sound that leaves him for a moment. who the hell does he think he is . . ? the mind runs rapidly in circles, thoughts upon thoughts weave in and out, only to result into a curse under his breath. “ no way . . ! ”
@shockingbehavior liked ♡ !
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Sorry about the abrupt cancellation of the stream, there will be a make-up stream tonight at 7pm Eastern. Have some sketches I did before passing out. MGS3 is honestly the most important game in my life and I think about Volgin and Raikov a lot honestly.
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send me a topic to write a meta about my muse on
I might write anything from a paragraph to a whopping essay, but send me something you’ve noticed about my characterisation or just something you want to know about my muse and I will write what I can!
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+ * . YOU ARE GONNA REGRET THIS ! hi i’m koi and this a blog for a fresh, new independent, selective, private, and canon divergent IVAN RAIDENOVITCH RAIKOV from METAL GEAR ! if you’re down to interact with a spy from the 1960s, would you mind giving this post a ♡ or ↺ ? i’ll be sure to check you out !
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❝ This might have passed a very pleasant evening had shit not gotten real. ❞ - itsmillcrtime
“Guide to Troubled Birds” sentence meme @itsmillcrtime
Yevgeny froze as several weapons were trained on him, a sneer growing on his face. He despised feeling like a caged animal. There’s nothing pleasant about a prison. The heat that had started to engulf him the moment he’d been presented with a visitor gave way to outright flame. He had very little voice to speak of and chose to keep his words short. “What do you want?” The low raspy growl came out with more of a struggle than he would have liked, fighting his own limitation left and right.
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