#{ musings; ivan }
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metamorphesque · 30 days ago
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"The Brothers Karamazov", Fyodor Dostoevsky (translated by Constance Garnett)
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shakingparadigm · 5 months ago
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It seems like Unsha is.... fairly tame? At least compared the horrendous feats of Urak and Heperu. He almost seems more grounded compared to them? Unlike Urak and Heperu, who are obssessed with winning to the point of trying over and over again, Unsha accepts his loss gracefully and moves forward with other things.
Ivan was a gift to Unsha's wife for her birthday. He chose children based off of their potential, and when Ivan showed the most promise he gave him full investment. Instead of forcing out Ivan's talent through more heavily abusive means (nurturing, it seems to be called), he brings Ivan to success through sponsorships, methodical marketing and exposure. Unsha considers the things he learned from being with Ivan and takes interest in what Ivan's thoughts might have been before death. He says that despite everything, Ivan was worth the investment and worth the loss.
I'm not trying to say that Unsha was a "good parent", he was neglectful to Ivan's personal needs and worked him relentlessly among other things. There definitely could have been more diabolical actions that haven't been revealed yet. He undoubtedly viewed Ivan as a product that he needed to sell (a businessman in all areas), but it's just interesting to note his differences and train of thought. Much to think about.
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sakuraluck · 9 months ago
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lol confirmation that ivan didn’t see till hesitated before running back. do you think he would have died so willingly if he knew that there was a chance that till could’ve chosen him?
ivan’s the kind of guy to pine over someone for two decades with full knowledge that his feelings won’t be reciprocated. if he knew that till had hesitated back then, do you think he would’ve made a second attempt to escape before/during this round?
maybe… now that mizi’s out of the way…
that kind of thought?
do you think that kind of hope would’ve motivate him to try harder to live? knowing that somewhere in till’s heart, ivan had a space there too. and that if he died, he would also be giving him trauma like sua to mizi?
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do you think till knew ivan smiled at him so gently and achingly soft before he died? that he let go of till of his own volition and not because he lost strength? or does he think ivan wanted to kill him at the end?
when he opened his eyes and saw ivan falling, do you think ivan’s smile confused him?
do you think he’ll be wracked with survivor’s guilt after this as well? wishing ivan had finished what he started and killed him. do you think till will realize how much ivan loved him even till the end or will he think that even the one person who cared for him eventually hated him?
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jstor · 10 months ago
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Finished The Death of Ivan Ilyich by Tolstoy last night and haven't stopped thinking about it since 😃 (😰)
Following up with this chapter about the elements of horror in the text, if anyone is interested!
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mad3lyncline · 3 months ago
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𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑬𝑫 𝑰𝑰 ( 2018 ) .
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inky-evergreen · 7 months ago
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Rakrakrakra
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fyodior · 1 year ago
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Hi Flora :3 do you have any thoughts (smutty or not) about Ivan from bsd? Not necessarily related to Fyodor and his obsession with him, but about him as an individual person? How he’d be with a SO or just by himself?
ofc i do!! i love ivan 🥺 he’s such an underrated character i think by both the fandom and asagiri ugh. mix of just random hc’s and relationship stuff jhgfhg (nsfw utc)
ivan absolutely looooooves when u play with his hair :^) he could just die right there between your legs as you slowly brush the long locks, loves it when you french braid it or just play with it. and by god he wants you to tug it HARD in bed. plus… the way he looks tying it back before eating you out…. dear god
he’s so funny and silly and he loves to make you laugh - it’s his favorite sound. he cracks jokes and says/does anything bc he just wants to see you smile big and laugh so hard it hurts
i think ivan is actually a very intelligent guy. it’s kind of overshadowed in the story bc he’s just a plot device for fyodor khgfjg but he’s smart and quick thinking. this is what i choose to believe hgffjgfh
he’s incredibly loyal to the ones he loves !!! and this isn’t even entirely based on his obsession with fyodor. i truly just think he’s so protective and so fast to defend and protect his loved ones. i don’t think he gets possessive but he can if the situation calls for it.
ivan is such a lover boy through and through. he loves to love, esp you! he just absolutely adores you and has to let you know, just loving all over u all the time. do you see my vision do you understand
he loves physical touch :) hugs and kisses and little touches all the time and latching onto you like a parasite
i think he tends to lean towards bottom, fuckin loves it when you ride him, esp reverse cowgirl, but he can be very dominant too. its def not as common tho- he kinda prefers you taking charge teehee
he wants to be pegged. he loves it. pls just peg him. he wants his ass played with.
ivan EATS!!! like. EATS. messy as hell. spits on it. goes between little innocent kitten licks to shoving his tongue so far deep in you it seems impossible
he’s such a fucking tease, and loves to edge you. the stupid smirk on his face when you’re begging for the release he keeps denying just for his own laughs… u wanna slap it off and kiss it at the same time
big fan of sex toys. ivan loves using every type of vibrator and every size/style of dildo on you (and himself tbh) to figure out what drives you craziest and has you coming the hardest
he loves when you squirt. needs it like water tbh
big fan of doggy
i love ivan!!
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headingalaxys-spicy · 2 years ago
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Hello ! Can I request an headcanon for Russia please ? Russia has been in a relationship with a human (gender neutral please) for almost a decade and one day he decides to tell them that he's a nation. After the confession his s/o decides to reveal to him that they're not human but immortal (like they were born in France at the beginning of the 19th century, so they are about 200 years old), how would Russia reacts ?
Thank you in advance, have a nice day ❤
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Incoming fluffy post. I don't know why; just this ask filled my mind with clouds.
Enjoy anon~
From the outset of an innocent romance that began when you were in Tomsk. You had seen a tall and imposing giant on the opposite side of the lake looking over at you. At first, his stance toward you seemed ominous. He looked like a legend of a summer Yeti, greyish blond locks slightly rustled in the wind, ever still and watching from the foliage out at other humans that he knows whose lives are transient like that of the mosquitos other small insects that buzz incessantly in his ears. He'd been watching you for a while now since your arrival in the spring to a small cottage home built of pure stone.
Since you were new, you paid him no mind. For he only seemed to appear at random times through the first couple of months. You kept track of the times that you would see the "man beneath the trees" A fun little pastime while adjusting to the new realities of being in a new nation. It was fun and also extremely depressing at times.
You wouldn't be lonely for much longer. Though for one day, he brought his eager cat, who go overzealous and dived into the river. Somehow it swam fast over to your side of the river.
'My owner needs to be bold and get a grip. This is the only way to accomplish it.' As the Siberian Forest Cat speeds away even though it's coat was heavily laden with water from the pristine lake.
From that point on, he finally decided to talk to you. It started a decades-long relationship. That involved long nights walking through secret botanical gardens only he knew about to old war sites that carried history that he deemed essential to him. Some days would be filled with frigid silence after an argument. Others were strange where you only wanted to hold his hand, but not hear his voice. The extreme highs reached the icy tips of Mount Elbrus to the deep lows of the murky black sea. Your type of love is enduring, real, and rare.
Which is why it was easier ...yet still vexing for him because losing you would be a detriment to him, but it could also be spellbindingly exciting. He would no longer have to edit his feeling and speech with you. He could lament about his past and sing you the songs of which he sang while he was lonely.
You were in the same place where you met him when he decided to let the truth soar into the sky.
"Y/N?" He grips your hand tighter than usual. It was a polar bear grip that he had whenever he'd had a harsh truth to tell you. This action pulls you out of your mind and away from the blooming sunflower fields that were only 15 ft away from your vision. You maneuver your now worried eyes up towards his glowing lavender shades. His face is still primarily unreadable. You knew you had to depend on his subtle gestures to read him. You turned your body to face him, and you felt a little wobbly on the grassy ground that had small sprouts, lightly sweeping your snow shoes.
"Ivan."
"I'm a nation. Which means that I'm immortal and I've been alive for hundreds of years. I'm not like you at all but....You're one of the only beings to ever struggle with what love is, and I....." The words came rushing from his mouth like the Neva river reaching the Gulf. He wanted the unpleasant moment to be over in a flash. He know he'd lose you now. You'd think he's crazy, power-hungry, a mons-
A lone hand gently caresses his face to ease his fears. You're unsure of how to react to a confession like that. You don't accuse him of lies or of trying to gain some sort of tiktok fame. You simply just stay silent and allow you smile to bring the sunshine that he's always loved gleaming over his tattered soul. It was a safe haven for him.
"What's wrong sweetheart? If you're afraid you'll lose me because of the confession well consider that fear invalid."
You reached up onto your toes to give him a reassuring cheek kiss. He will in turn accept and let his cheeks go full flush. His face is as red as the last stripe in his flag.
"Y/N?" He asks again as his heart quivers, he's unsure of how to handle the host of new feelings that come along with being as free as a songbird released from it's cage.
If you got Russia of all nations to confess that he’s a nation… Holy Shit that’s a lot of emotional labor that you put into the relationship. Not only that he’s the hardest to get to confess. 
This is a topic that the two of you will have to work out over time. You’re going to be shell-shocked by the truth for a while so much so to where you do leave for a while to work out how you feel. Although during that time you reassure Ivan that you don’t hate him, it’s just a lot to consider. Since he trusts you, he doesn’t freak out about your sudden trip back to your home country. He knows that you need time to process. He’s witnessed you when you’ve been baffled and acknowledges that you need space. Although right before you leave and right after you come back, he will be high-level of clingy. So be prepared for that. You’re the longest stable and HEALTHY relationship he’s ever had so he doesn’t want to mess it up. However, since the foundation of your relationship is solid and not transactional in any manner. His confession to being a nation will draw the two of you together closer.
Neither of you spoke for the rest of the day. You didn't need to. For the sturdy foundation of trust that was already built was enough for you to not worry about what he said but now you were curious as to what the real implications of his confession would be. But none of it scared you or made you anxious. For as long as you had trust that flowed freely between the two of you, nothing else mattered. You grabbed both of his thickly gloved hands and looked him dead in the eyes.
"I love you, Ivan Braganski." as a bold proclamation as if you were about to implement an immediate takeover. You rose to your feet once again and the sprouts seemed to bloom and push you upwards so that you could give him a gentle kiss.
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archivedsorrow · 2 months ago
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// love that the 5 ppl who i've convinced to watch alnst, all came back to me after finishing with the concluding thoughts of "fuck that blonde ass twink"
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mizi-sua · 10 months ago
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wake up babe new mizisua art just dropped and they’re wearing casual clothes!!!
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diverse-hearts · 2 months ago
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@frozcnhearts - Was successfully converted <3
Under the arifical skies of the garden, the small boy had silently wandered away from the rest of the small group of children, having taken part in the desinated playtime for long enough to have been considered as having participated. It wasn't even as though he didn't get along with the others. It could be difficult to tell at times, as his expressions were usually rather difficult for the other children to read, but Ivan rather enjoyed just watching over their antics, rather than taking part himself. But, that day there was something that had caught his interest even more, something that he was now drawn too, a rumour that the rest of his classmates hadn't seemed to pay too much attention too, yet one that had caught his own attention almost immediatly, or maybe he simply liked knowing what was going on around him? Either way, he'd soon crossed by the pond, the area he usually would now be sitting by, his pace slowing ever so slightly as he approached the edges of the play area.
And there was were he caught his first glimpse of his newest classmate, Ivan half hidden behind one of the trees as he watched the new arrival with silent interest. Anything new or out of place tended to catch his attention, and he wanted the chance to see them before the others - simply out of curiosity, or maybe even protection? Who knew?
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ironman-tonystark · 1 year ago
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When Whiplash came at me wearing a harness and carrying a couple of whips, it took me a minute to realize he was there for a bad time not a good one.
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brumoustoska · 1 year ago
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i will always come to you when i'm weak & empty
gangsta. — kohske. / uncle — nicole dollanganger / bloodsport (when rome falls) — yves olade. / unknown. / unknown. / ojibwa. / the incest diary — anonymous.
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letterboxd-loggd · 2 years ago
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Safe in Hell (The Lost Lady) (1931) William A. Wellman
May 16th 2023
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mad3lyncline · 4 months ago
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𝑭𝑳𝑶𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑵 𝑴𝑼𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑨𝑵𝑼 & 𝑫𝑶𝑳𝑷𝑯 𝑳𝑼𝑵𝑫𝑮𝑹𝑬𝑵 . as Viktor and Ivan Drago in Creed II ( 2018 ) .
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inky-evergreen · 7 months ago
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Bros tweaking on them Happy Meat Farm brand LSD
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