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captainjamster · 9 months ago

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Observation Duty

Pairing(s): Price x fem!Reader Warnings: Manipulation, stalking, monitoring and surveillance, obsessive behaviour, non-consensual voyeurism, non-consensual mutual masturbation, non-consensual recording and photos Wordcount: 3.2k Summary: John isn't quite the captain everyone thinks he is, but he knows just how to act like it. No one would ever believe the things he does behind closed doors. AO3 Link: Right here! <3

A/N: PLEASE LOOK AT THE WARNINGS BEFORE YOU READ MORE! This is the first part of what should be two chapters, because I can't stop starting things without finishing them <3

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Full fic under the cut <3

John’s line of work has taught him that people are so, so easy to play with. Know the right person, the right place. Know what to say, who to say it to.

Keeping you safe, under his ever-observant eye, is easy in the barracks and on the field. You don’t make a single move he doesn’t see or hasn’t approved. But when you go home, away from him and his control, he just can’t help but worry. Are you safe, alone in that big, empty house? What do you get up to? Are you eating and drinking? Taking care of yourself? Who do you see? Do you invite anyone around? The idea of another man in your home makes him shudder, and in your bedroom isn’t something he even entertains. John needs to do something about it.

He’s been thinking for a while. Some way to watch you, every waking moment. A permanent eye on the wall. He knows your address; it’s right there in your files. There isn’t a single legal document or piece of information about you that he can’t obtain if he wants to. Every place you’ve lived, your parents, extended family, even your friendship circles. Your school results, community hobbies, bank purchases, every doctors trip – especially your birth control and fertility, he paid very close attention to those details. He knows how to play you; he listens to your grumbling, observes what makes you happy. Notices the moments where you’re less resistant, records what makes you flare up in defensiveness or fury. John is a well-educated man, one who could’ve been a scholar in another life, and he’s decided his favourite topic to study is you.

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“Remember to fill out your forms, lads. New policies coverin’ house insurance and maintenance, let me know if y’need any fixin’ at home.” He hands out the papers, carefully keeping yours separate without being too obvious. Soap’s head bobs up, glancing at you and taking the bait John has set out perfectly. “Oi bonnie, weren’t ye chattin’ ‘bout fixin’ a light o’ somethin’?”

Your face lights up at the mention, a bashful smile gracing your lips, and John would be mad that it’s not in his direction if he wasn’t so satisfied with himself. “I can’t believe you remembered that, yeah! I was going to wait until I got home.”

Gaz hums, hunched over his own form as he signs it. “Maybe Ghost can buy a piece of furniture this year.” His sentence is rewarded with a pen smacking into the side of his head, bouncing off him and onto the table as Ghost snorts in amusement, answering gruffly. “Fuck off, Garrick.”

It never goes wrong, but he still feels smug at how effortless it is to orchestrate an entire conversation before it starts. Getting your signature is as easy as an extra sheet, you can’t even tell the difference. No one reads terms and conditions, and he’s made extra sure you don’t - a couple of edited test forms a few months ago - to rule out the chance.

With the paperwork completed, he contacts the company and gives them a boring, digestible cover story. “Yeah, her husband. Installing cameras, yeah. Keepin’ it safe while we’re both on deployment. Just a light out the back to fix, cameras to install in and outside.”

They’re so quick to listen to the man playing the big, strong head of the house, not a single question about why everything but the payment would be in his ‘wife’s’ name instead. Lying, John finds, is easiest when others do the work for you; give vague details that seem right, and let them come to their own little conclusions. Let them assume you’re some kind of military wife who doddles along behind him, just an obedient little civilian pet while he organises the household. If only they knew what you were and what you did, he thinks. Though still, an obedient little pet is how he would like you. It just takes time to get there.

They come over and install the cameras in less than a week. John’s antsy the day he gets the call that they finished, waiting for it to be over so he can experiment with his new toy. He ignores the questioning looks from his inferiors as he dismisses his last evening meeting early, pushing out the door into the stream of soldiers heading for dinner, only departing from the pack when he reaches his office door.

John prepared a room for this in advance – the moment he set the plan in motion. A room at home, his central control that he could run unmanned and long-distance, circumnavigating his occupancy at the base. It’s almost undetectable; no pesky windows to peek in from the outside, entry hidden behind a locked door in his office. The numerous screens flicker to life, illuminating the room in a blue glow. The cameras are perfect; detailed quality, blur-less zoom. Every angle. It quickly becomes his favourite room to be in, despite only being in it once when he headed home to initially set everything up.

At the base, all he needs is an electronic device and an app to access the command. His favourite to use is his phone, flicking through each screen to take in the rooms, committing each detail and decoration to heart. Though to keep up all professional appearances, he often settles for his laptop, flicking between reports and gazing at the screens with every spare second. John takes the weeks leading up to break to memorise your house, seeing each room flickering on the back of his eyelids as lies in bed, tracing each path you’d take morning and night until he falls asleep.

He protects it. Types your address into his maps app, virtually scouting the neighbourhood to make sense of all your outside cameras, memorising every surrounding street. Plans escape routes, recording positions of defence and any weak spots he could reinforce, windows or vents that are just too easy to wrench open by perverse men like him. Within a month, he knows your house plan like his own; enough to contemplate how he would reorganise it if you wanted him to move in, how many little ones it could hold, tiny feet pattering up and down its hallways.

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When the last week before leave finally comes around, he’s beyond ecstatic. John is a carefully controlled slate around anyone else, but his boys know each twitch of his eyebrow and quirk of his lip. They clue you in to his unusually excited behaviour with teasing jokes and remarks that have him rolling his eyes, gruffly ordering them back to work. Soap is betting on a secret missus, making a point to sneak up behind Price when Soap catches him texting away on his phone.

When he finally arrives home, he’s delighted to see your house is still empty. It gives him time to unpack, running loads of laundry and showering. He keeps an eye on his phone, monitoring the screens until he finishes, bringing a cup of coffee and dinner to his little surveillance room.

The screens fill the wall, a 3x3 set-up that basks the room in a pale glow, yet still isn’t enough to display every camera hidden around your house. Everything is silent, the occasional rumble of a car getting his hopes up, but nothing happens until a few sips of his coffee and an article later. Movement from one of the screen catches his attention, his head straightening to watch your front door swing open.

A bag is the first thing that comes through the door, flung down the hallway with a dull thud. Your figure follows it in, heaving another heavy bag behind you. John frowns at the sight, mindlessly tutting as he crosses his arms. He could be there to do that for you. None of this silly straining yourself.

Leaning back and settling in, he watches how you unravel from your long absence. It pleases him that you’re practical in your return, taking the time to wash your laundry, circulate and dispel all the stagnant air (although Price dislikes seeing your windows open, so unattended), and give the place a general tidy up. There’s a ping from your phone a few times that puts John on edge. Who’s texting you already, when you’ve been back for less than a day? His prominent guess is family and close friends, excited to have their beloved child home and safe, but he can’t help from worrying that he’s wrong. Maybe you’re so pent up that you just can’t help it, using those silly dating apps you talk about with Gaz, eager for someone to unravel all that need within you. Maybe it’s an old friends-with-benefits situation you already have that’s eager to climb back in your bed. Maybe – maybe he should bug your devices.

His deliberations are disrupted as you reward your productivity with what Price thinks to be a party in your bathroom. The small haven of what should be privacy isn’t free from his omniscient gaze, either. He doesn’t care if it’s disgusting; there are no boundaries to him. There isn’t a single side of you he doesn’t want to see, doesn’t want to know.

The music comes through his speakers, some songs he recognises from the long travels spent in transport together. Melodies echo through your room as steam slowly gathers, whisps streaming in and out of his lens view as water slowly fills the bath. You trail from the room, meandering down the hall and grabbing some snacks from the kitchen, filling a glass with a carbonated drink you grab from the fridge. Snug in the corner above the entryway, paired neatly with the fire alarm, his camera catches the way you bend yourself over the counter, distracted by scrolling through some app.

He feels himself throb at the sight, fumbling to take a screenshot of the image. You tease him, staying bent like that as you wait for the bath, your ass swaying occasionally when a trendy song hums from your phone. Disappointment washes through him when you stand up, though he basks in the sight of your stomach peaking from under your shirt as you stretch, but his excitement is quickly renewed when you gather your snacks and head back to the bathroom.

The room has filled with a thick fog that blooms out into the hallway as you open the door. It clouds his vision, leaving him cursing for not considering the possibility. Your darkened figure is hardly visible as you move throughout the room, but from the soft, metallic clicks and flickering of light, he assumes you’re lighting something. Two lights blossom in front of you, remaining behind you as you crouch at the bath and start flicking the lighter again. The cloud has dispersed enough to let John see the fuzzy details of your face, watching as you bring a third candle to your face, inhaling with a hum of delight before you light the flame and return it to the bath’s edge. You strew the candles about the room, leaving a large one to glow on your vanity and putting the other one on your closed toilet lid.

You fiddle with the taps – running cold water, he guesses – and sit on the floor, sorting your snacks onto a long tray as the last of the mist spills from the room. He’s been lucky this time; had you not been treating yourself, taking the time to create a small sanctuary, the fog would’ve concealed any chance of John seeing you at such a vulnerable time. A flaw within his system that requires refinement. Perhaps a flaw he can turn into an excuse to visit you.

His thoughts fall flat when you stand up, slotting the tray into its position over the bath and silencing the taps with a few sharp turns. Finally. The point he’s been anticipating.

The captain waits with bated breath, eager to salivate over his uninvited striptease. It’s far from the first time he’s seen you undress, though it’s the first time you’ve been so beautifully unaware. Close proximity (and the resulting lack of privacy) is just another test of comradery – he’s showered next to you in just underwear and ripped your shirt or pants off to treat a stab wound more times than he can count.

But this time you undress, you don’t stop at your underwear.

There’s no to palaver or parade to your performance – there’s no real performance, just a one-sided show, and that alone has John’s cock aching. Capturing you without filter, pretences or social expectations, no song and dance of captain and soldier. You’re clumsy pulling off your underwear, catching the elastic on your toes and throwing it haphazardly onto the floor with the rest of your clothes through curses and grumbles. Inspecting yourself in the mirror, catching up on each new scar and burn, bending over and peering around to see the state of your backside and between your thighs. This is a side of you he can never glimpse on base, despite all his attempts.

The buzz of your phone distracts you, straightening up with a right, okay! and grabbing the small device, unlocking it to peer at the content as you gingerly slide a foot into the hot, soapy water. Bit by bit, you emerge yourself within the sudsy liquid, minding the tray as you let out an audible groan. John watches you melt into the bubbles, arms resting along the tub as your head falls back.

For a while, the two of you remain like that; John sat comfortably in his chair, ignoring the heat flickering in his lower stomach as he works through some papers, keeping an eye on your relaxed form as you decompress within the hot, sudsy water, picking at the tray of food and drink. His attention slips as the minutes go by, becoming more focused on his work – pushing the aching need between his legs further to the side - as he checks the screen every ten minutes.

The swishing of water becomes a tranquil ambience as you scrub at yourself, low voices from your phone that John doesn’t currently care to make out keeping you entertained through the process. You luxuriate in the tub for much longer than the barrack would ever allow, taking your time to scrub the build-up of product and dead skin that you give little concern during deployment.

A paper absorbs his attention, keeping his eyes occupied as he grumbles through writing. His concentration is only torn away as he finishes scribbling his signature, a sharp, unexpected moan filling his ears that has him looking up so fast his neck cricks. Scanning the screen, he quickly determines that it’s not coming from you – rather, your phone, and is now accompanied by a deep, masculine groan.

Your expression is clear on his screen, a flush to your cheeks as you gaze at your device, hand running along your chest teasingly to tug at a nipple. Whether it’s from the pornographic material playing on your phone or the heat of the water, John can’t tell.

The tent of his pants is already insufferably tight, and he swears there’ll be a zipper print against the red of his aching cock when he pulls it out. He wants to relish this, commit each moment of this first time to memory without the taint of his lust, but he can’t help the growing need between his legs. Ignoring it to finish paperwork, merely bask in the company of your unwinding routine, has been a challenge even for his steeled resolve.

As he watches your hand trail down the soft pudge of your torso, dipping into the bubbly water to follow the rise and dip of your stomach, he breaks. His cock springs out of his briefs like it’s gasping for air, bouncing angrily against his stomach with each haphazard tug at the elastic around his hips. He can only imagine how your fingers work between your legs at that sensitive skin, how you orchestrate your undoing.

The tray holds your phone conveniently, allowing both hands to roam your body, and John thanks his luck for at least the opportunity to watch you pinch and roll your nipples between your fingers. You tug at the sensitive buds with whimpered moans, water sloshing as your hips buck against your hand, teasing John with actions that he can’t see.

He’s damp to the touch as he grips his shaft, fingers immediately sticky with precum that’s been smeared throughout his briefs. Pearlescent beads drool from his tip in a lazy stream, lubricating his motions as he tugs lightly at his foreskin, already teetering the edge of climax. The slightest stimulation has his stomach tightening, listening to your gasps and whines grow in urgency.

You chase your orgasm eagerly, working with a pent up need that comes from the absence of full privacy within the miliary. Convulsions rack through you in synchronisation, moans combining in a harmony he wishes wasn’t separated by the screen. He wants to time it perfectly; fuck up into his fist and release as you reach your own peak, as if a flawless synchronisation is key to unlocking some phantom sensation of being buried between your thighs, clenched down around him.

It doesn’t take much more teasing before you catch up, your tiles wet as water breaches the rim with each careless thrust. The video in front of you has ended, long forgotten as your head lulls back, lost in the sensations that envelope your consciousness that prove to be too much. They push you over the edge with a ragged cry, your knees peaking from the water as your thighs clench around your hand, and John loses himself too.

All it takes it a few weak thrusts into his hand before his balls are tightening, seed spilling in enthusiastic spurts, striping his shirt and pants before it dies down to a dribble that John coaxes out with a groan. He sits there, watching your breathing even out as you wipe away at your mess, spent and catching his breath as the cum dries on his clothes. You’re quick in cleaning up the mess, pulling yourself up on unsteady limbs as you pull the plug, bending down to rinse your hands one last time for John to relish.

He's almost heartbroken when you step out the tub, droplets cascading down to drip from your form, only to reach for a towel to wrap around yourself. The fabric is a slim cover, leaving glimpses of your behind and chest as you dry yourself, humming a tune with a note of content John wishes he brought instead. John tucks himself back into the soiled briefs, shucking off his shirt and pants to wash momentarily, but not before he glimpses you one last time getting changed.

Before you can reach for the underwear placed in advance on the sink and discard your towel, the camera barely picks up the vibration of your phone, catching both his and your attention. Leaning over to the tray, your process is halted by a text on your screen that makes you smile, and whether it’s the drunken, post-orgasmic haze that clouds his mind, or the way it makes him more vulnerable to the surge of jealousy that flares up at your giggle, John finds himself fumbling through the lockscreen and pulling up your contact before he can stop himself.

If you’re not going to think about him during your masturbation, he’s sure as hell going to make sure you think of him after.

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mariacallous · 1 month ago

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In mid-September, Russians at War, a documentary by the Russian Canadian filmmaker Anastasia Trofimova, was supposed to be screened at the Toronto International Film Festival. At the last minute, after protests from the Ukrainian community and the office of Ukrainian President Volodymyr Zelensky, the festival first pulled the picture, only to return it to the program a week later.

What made the documentary so controversial was that, although many films have chronicled the devastation caused by Russia’s ongoing invasion of Ukraine, including the Oscar-winning 20 Days in Mariupol, Trofimova’s work focused on the invaders. The filmmaker, embedded with a Russian unit for seven months, humanized Moscow’s troops as lost, confused, and disheveled. The men joke, miss their families, and even criticize the Russian government, though they never speak against Putin. A love-on-the-front-lines plot trains the viewer’s sympathy on the soldiers, even while the film avoids any reference to atrocities committed by Russian forces in Ukraine.

So is Russians at War a propaganda film, as its Ukrainian critics argue? Financed in part by the Canada Media Fund and produced in partnership with Ontario’s public broadcaster TVO, Russians at War avoids the trope of “Russian savior liberates ancestral lands from NATO invaders” that is typical of Kremlin propaganda. But all of Trofimova’s previous documentaries, filmed in Syria, the Democratic Republic of the Congo, and Iraq, were made for RT—the Kremlin’s global propaganda network. In an interview with Deadline, Trofimova claimed that she embedded with a Russian unit without any military authorization, and just “stuck around.” In a country where a Wall Street Journal reporter gets sentenced to 16 years for merely handling a piece of paper, an independent filmmaker roaming the front lines, filming military installations, and interviewing soldiers without facing repercussions raises questions. Trofimova did not respond to a request for comment for this article.

One thing that the confused response to Russians at War makes clear is that eight years after the revelation that Moscow attempted to influence a U.S. presidential election, most Westerners still don’t really know how Russian propaganda campaigns work. Americans have become familiar with AI botnets, salaried trolls tweeting in broken English about Texas secession, deranged Russian TV hosts calling for a nuclear strike on New York, and alt-right has-beens. But what to make of a French and Canadian documentary, tucked between Pharrell’s Lego-animated film and a Q&A with Zoe Saldaña, that seems cozy with the Russian military and blurs the line between entertainment and politics?

Here is a clue: The Kremlin’s information war in the West is reminiscent of the one it fought—and won—on the home front. I know this because I was in that earlier war, and, regrettably, I fought on the wrong side.

I began working for Kremlin-linked media during my junior year in college. At the time, the Russian government was apparently hoping that by leveraging high energy prices, it could regain a bit of the influence it had lost after the Cold War. The state called this being an “energy superpower.” In practice, high oil and gas prices abroad translated into more Michelin chefs, German cars, and Italian suits for the select few at home.

In 2005, a close friend introduced me to Konstantin Rykov, known as the godfather of the Russian internet and, later, the man who revolutionized digital propaganda in Russia. In 1998, he launched a website called fuck.ru, which included a provocative magazine and mixed Moscow nightlife, humor, and art. With a blend of pop culture and media savvy, Rykov built an empire of news websites, tabloids, and even online games.

Rykov’s latest endeavor at the time of our meeting was The Bourgeois Journal, a glossy luxury-lifestyle magazine aimed at Russia’s affluent class. He hired me to head up the St. Petersburg bureau, not because of my background in student journalism, but in large part because I grew up in Boston, meaning that I was fluent in English and, apparently, the ways of the West. During my interview (a sushi-and-vodka breakfast), the word Kremlin never came up.

Rykov made the Journal available, for free, only at the most exclusive restaurants, gyms, private clinics, and five-star hotels. Inside, between ads for Richard Mille watches and prime London real estate, were interviews with figures such as Vladimir Medinsky and Alexander Dugin—now the ideologues behind Russia’s war in Ukraine. In a single issue, you could read a review of a restaurant located in a 15th-century building in Maastricht, an essay about the West’s fear of a strong Russia, and a report from Art Basel. The Bourgeois Journal used luxury to mask propaganda aimed at Russia’s elite.

Like many people working in Russian propaganda at the time, I didn’t agree with the narrative that my publication was spreading. And, as most people in propaganda will tell you, I was simply doing my job. I was there a little over a year—selling ads, reviewing restaurants, and occasionally interviewing a Western celebrity. The tedious essays on Russia’s place in the world were outweighed by the benefits of running a magazine for the rich: private palaces, private parties, and escapes to the Caribbean sun—something that the birthplace of Dostoyevsky had little of.

After the success of The Bourgeois Journal, Rykov launched Russia.ru, the country’s first online television network, in 2007. Here, pro-Kremlin news ran alongside obscene reality shows, attracting nearly 2.5 million viewers a month. The network’s slogan, “Glory to Russia”—now a battle cry in Russia’s war in Ukraine—demonstrated just how seamlessly Rykov blended patriotism with entertainment to reach an enormous audience.

Building on this, Rykov introduced ZaPutina (“For Putin”), a movement designed to help Vladimir Putin secure an unconstitutional third term. The project included an online platform that aggregated news from various sources, including original reporting from its own correspondents; a ZaPutina campaign bus to take Kremlin-loyal bloggers across the country; and attractive women—proto-influencers—who attended press conferences, introducing themselves by name and their outlet (“For Putin”) before asking their questions.

My biggest contribution to Russian propaganda came in 2009. By then, Russia was positioning itself as an inventive, Western-oriented economy. Vladislav Surkov—an adman, a poet, a columnist, and a Kremlin ideologue—dubbed this period one of “managed democracy,” which will likely be remembered as the midpoint between Russia’s post-Soviet anarchy and its modern-day fascism. Political parties were numerous, but all controlled from the Kremlin, as was almost every form of media. Yet the country sought a veneer of freedom. That’s where Honest Monday came in—a prime-time talk show that I co-created, wrote, and co-produced.

Our remit was to reach the sorts of viewers who ignored the in-your-face messaging of broadcast talk shows. Each week, the Kremlin assigned these shows a topic it wanted highlighted, and most would comply in a very blunt fashion: Do this, vote for that, Russia’s great. With a young host and a flashy studio modeled on French TV, Honest Monday took a different approach. Every week, I wrote up a summary of the left, center, and right perspectives on the topic we were given; I also delineated a viewpoint that reflected the Kremlin’s stance on the matter and sketched a justification for why this view was better than the other three. The producers would then scour the country for guests whose views reflected each of the three perspectives. The three speakers—politicians, celebrities, or pundits—had to defend their stance to, say, a factory worker we flew in from Siberia whose experience was relevant to the topic we covered. The debates were real, many of them heated, and with views contradicting the Kremlin’s. Still, the house always won.

Toward the end of our first season, the ratings for Honest Monday dipped, and the Kremlin’s tolerance waned. The network introduced a new director. As I recall, he outlined for us his vision of the show’s future: “When the viewers tune in, the first thing they should do is shit themselves.”

The Kremlin instructed us to take aim at the powerless Russian opposition, and in a matter of weeks, the messaging turned into outright bashing of everything that stood against Putin. I resigned—publicly—by sanctimoniously calling the show’s producers and host “Kremlin shills.” A couple of years later, two people connected with the Russian propaganda machine lured me outside and assaulted me in broad daylight (one of them later tweeted that he was motivated by a personal issue rather than a political one). When I hit the ground, half a mile from the Kremlin, I was finally out of the game.

Perhaps Rykov’s greatest contribution to Russian propaganda remains his cadre of media managers and propagandists, who now grace Kremlin corridors (and U.S. Treasury sanctions lists). One such protégé was Vladimir Tabak. Formerly a producer at Russia.ru, he rose to prominence in 2010, when he organized a now-infamous birthday calendar for Putin, featuring 12 female students posing in lingerie and captioned with quotes like “I love you,” “Who else but you?,” and “You’re only better with age.” The calendar, designed to create buzz and cultivate Putin’s image, dominated the news cycle for weeks. In an interview with the model Naomi Campbell, Putin even commented on how much he liked it. Legend has it that Surkov personally approved the project.

Although Tabak’s initial endeavor may have seemed playful, his later efforts illustrate just how insidious his propaganda techniques have become. Since 2020, Tabak has led Dialog, a powerful, Kremlin-affiliated organization tasked with controlling and shaping all social-media narratives in the country. If someone uses social media to criticize, say, the mayor of a small town, Dialog knows about it. According to a joint investigation by the independent Russian outlets Meduza, The Bell, and iStories, the organization took on a significant role during the coronavirus pandemic, virtually monopolizing the flow of COVID-related information in Russia by launching the website Stopkoronavirus.rf as the primary source for daily pandemic updates (the investigation report notes that Dialog denies being associated with this site).

At the height of the pandemic, the Kremlin decided to hold a vote on constitutional amendments that would allow Putin to serve two more terms, and Dialog immediately shifted to encouraging people to go to the polls, downplaying COVID-19 concerns. Later, after the full-scale invasion of Ukraine, Dialog was reportedly tasked with spreading fake news about the war not just in Russia, but in Ukraine. Some of the narratives included Ukrainian soldiers selling their awards on eBay, high-ranking Ukrainian officials owning expensive property in the European Union, and Kyiv ordering the mobilization of women.

Tabak’s organization has become a key player in Russia’s digital warfare abroad, including in its most recent campaign targeting Western audiences. On September 4, the U.S. Justice Department seized numerous internet domains allegedly involved in Russia’s Doppelganger campaign—an influence operation designed to undermine international support for Ukraine and bolster pro-Russian interests. The domains, many of them made to resemble legitimate news outlets, were linked to Russian companies, including Dialog. According to an unsealed affidavit, the goal of the operation was to spread covert Russian propaganda, manipulate voter sentiment, and influence the 2024 U.S. presidential election.

Doppelganger appears to be a sophisticated operation that used deepfakes, AI, and cybersquatting (registering domains designed to mimic legitimate websites). But the Kremlin’s real innovations were those it employed in Russia in the 1990s; in the West today, it is simply repeating the same playbook using new technology. Washingtonpost.pm, a fake news website created to spread Russian propaganda, was an evolution of the fake newspapers that circulated in Russia during the ’90s ahead of elections. The purpose of those outlets—made to resemble legitimate media but filled with kompromat, gossip, and propaganda—was to get the right people elected.

Since the start of the full-scale invasion of Ukraine, Russian propaganda has churned out absurd and repulsive lies, such as that Ukraine has biolabs where NATO scientists are working on a virus that targets Slavic DNA, and that Zelensky, who is Jewish, presides over a neo-Nazi regime. Yet, in a way, it has become honest with itself—at least for the domestic audience. There’s no longer a need for platforms like Russia.ru or The Journal, because the message is clear: This is who we are, and you’re either with us or against us. And yet, the entertainment aspect didn’t disappear. Rather, it was absorbed into the propaganda machine through the Institute for Internet Development.

Founded in 2015 with Kremlin backing, and currently under the direction of the former Journal producer Alexey Goreslavsky, the IID helps direct state funds toward producing everything from box-office releases to YouTube videos, blogs, and video games. With a yearly budget of more than $200 million, it dwarfs any private film studio or streaming platform in Russia.

Since the full-scale invasion of Ukraine, the institute has become the go-to hub for content. Initially, its output was dull and overtly propagandistic, but that has changed. Its catalog now includes 20/22, a TV series about a soldier fighting in Ukraine and his anti-war girlfriend, as well as A Thug’s Word, a 1980s period piece about a street gang, which became the No. 1 show in Russia and surprisingly popular in Ukraine—much to the dismay of the Ukrainian government. A Thug’s Word contains no politics, no war, and no Putin, yet IID—a propaganda organization—considers it its greatest success, because it legitimized the institute in the world of popular entertainment, which it fought so hard to break into.

One reason Russian propaganda is running circles around the West is that the internet was one of the few domains where the Russian state arrived late, forcing it to co-opt those who understood it. RuNet, the Russian segment of the World Wide Web, was created—and run—by people like Rykov: artsy 20-somethings, filled with cynicism, post-Soviet disillusionment, and a cyberpunk mentality. The collapse of the Soviet Union taught them that truth was whatever they wanted it to be, and that survival was the ultimate goal. The advertising executives, philosophy students, and creatives who once made video art, lewd calendars, and scandalous zines are the same minds who in 2016 said, “Let’s make memes about Hillary Clinton,” and in 2024 suggested using AI to flood X with believable comments. In many ways, this confrontation mirrors what’s happening in Ukraine: This time, however, the West is the massive, unwieldy force being outsmarted by a smaller, more tech-savvy adversary.

The good news is that the Kremlin is a graveyard of talent. In time, every gifted person I knew who went behind its brick walls was devoured by deceit, paranoia, and fear of losing one’s place in the sun. Konstantin Rykov was exceptional at his job, so much so that the Kremlin offered him a seat in the Russian Parliament when he was just 28. He accepted the offer. But being a member of the Duma Committee on Science and High Technologies and the Committee for Support in the Field of Electronic Media wasn’t the same as being the editor of fuck.ru. Despite being involved in some foreign influence operations, Rykov, now 45, hasn’t produced any significant work for Russian audiences since he joined Parliament.

Asked by an audience member in Toronto whether Russia was responsible for the war in Ukraine, Trofimova replied, “I think there are a lot of other factors involved. Yeah, like they are definitely sending troops in to solve whatever grievances there are.” Even if it wasn’t financed by Moscow, Russians at War reminds me of a Rykov production: slick, scandalous, and with a ton of free press. The message the film conveys is that war, not the country that started it, is bad in this scenario. Trofimova seems to portray Russia’s invasion of Ukraine, and the astonishing scale of the atrocities it has committed there, as something impersonal and inexorable, like a tsunami: We can only accept it and sympathize with the victims, including Russian soldiers.

I stopped working for the Kremlin long before the Russo-Ukrainian war, and whatever I did as the head of a magazine bureau and as a talk-show producer pales in comparison with what some of my former colleagues are doing today. Still, I know that in every bullet flying toward Ukraine—the country where my parents were born—there’s a small part of me. I wonder if Trofimova sees that she’s part of it, too.

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"am i a person, or a painting?"

the seventh instalment of my musical translation series, on the 7th day of the 7th month — 七七, 칠칠, chil chil, or seven seven. when a renowned joseon painter travels to the mountains to paint its landscapes, he is instead swept up in doubts regarding his past, his paintings, and his identity itself.

the videos are not mine, but all translations are my own. (also, happy 6th debut anniversary kim junyoung!!)

musical: seven seven (칠칠)

cast (2023): [choi buk] park kyuwon, ahn jaeyoung, kim junyoung • [mumyeong] jo sangwoong, song yootaek, kim hyunjin, hong kibeom • [wonjun] kim juho, lee sian

synopsis: joseon's first hwanjaengi — a derogatory term for a painter — choi buk. selling his paintings to earn a living, choi buk gains renown for his prowess as a landscape painter. yet he is prone to eccentricities such as soaking his paintings in water or tearing them up in front of a paying client, and his capricious nature leads others to distance themselves from him — save for his sole friend, mumyeong. hoping to paint a masterpiece, choi buk sets out for mount kumgang together with mumyeong, where he finds himself faced with the past he'd turned his back on. choi buk completes the painting, and when the pair return to hanyang, the influential politician wonjun approaches them to purchase it, offering to tell a story in return...

production: orchard musical (twitter / youtube)

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설강도가 – song of the snowy river painting

kim junyoung as choi buk, yoo seunghyun as mumyeong

[Choi Buk] In the capital, Choi Buk lives on, selling his paintings Even if a cold draught blows through the four walls Of the collapsed thatched-roof house He shuts the door all day, planning to paint the landscapes Ah, only the glass spectacles and wooden brush holder lie therein Only the glass spectacles and wooden brush holder

Selling a handful in the morning, and earning breakfast Selling a handful in the evening, and earning dinner Seating a guest upon the cushion worn thin from the frigid winter Out of sight, upon the little bridge Snowfall has gathered in a three-inch layer

Look here, when I come, will you draw me a snowy river painting? Look here, when I come, will you draw me a snowy river painting?

[Mumyeong] Rice is running out, and there is no firewood to last the winter. Even this paper you can’t live without has only a scant few pages left. You chase the clients who offer a high price away, claiming they have no eye for paintings. And as for the clients who do not offer a high price!

[Choi Buk] Of course, I chase them away, since they have no eye for paintings!

[Mumyeong] Poetry lies upon the spring wind’s bridge And I lie upon a donkey’s back amidst the snow The donkey, that is headed for the bridge Even if the village lady’s straw is crushed beneath the snow The lonely fishing boat floats, a lone leaf upon the water

[M] Why, so [C] In the capital

[M] Even if a cold draught blows through [C] Choi Buk sells his paintings

[M] The four walls of the thatched-roof house, collapsed [C] And lives on

[M] Within the snowstorm that weighs down the overcast valley [C] Shutting the door all day and painting the landscapes

[M] The sun sets, and a peach blossom [C] Out of sight, upon the little bridge

[M] Floats upon the water [C] The snowfall has gathered in a three-inch layer

[Choi Buk, Mumyeong] Look here, will you paint the spring mountains upon the snowflake paper once more? Look here, will you paint the spring mountains upon the snowflake paper once more?

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살아있다 – alive

kim junyoung as choi buk

I am still alive That which suits me keeps me living When my life ends someday Even if I wander in an empty void, still, I am

A world that hides nothing, for I am me A world that runs neither to me, nor away from me Living on, reaching out to that which descends upon me I am alive

I am still alive Within me, fervently Even as I despise myself, tormented, I live on as myself

Still, I am alive Within me, fervently Even as I despise myself, tormented, I live on as myself

Even if I turn to dust, I am here Even if I turn to dust, I am here, now, I am

I am alive

Even as I despise myself, tormented, I live on as myself I am still alive; within me, fervently Even if I turn to dust, I am Alive

[ 2022 version here. original korean lyrics here. ]

#칠칠 #seven seven #김준영 #kim junyoung #유승현 #yoo seunghyun #연뮤 #korean musicals #musical translations

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.o| Bad Temptation : XI |o.

Warnings : Violence, injury, graphic depictions, sex

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Jimin raises a surprised eyebrow at the last sentence, lost in seeing the spirit chief in his living room, rolling his eyes at the carnage that has been wrought. Jimin recovers quickly, and with a snap of his fingers puts his house back in order, before clearing his throat. Yoongi looks around, hands deep in his pockets, a slight bitter laugh on his lips.

“- Jungkook really screwed up, huh?

- What the hell are you doing here?

- You didn't come to work.

- I've been busy.

- I can see that.”

No mockery in Yoongi's voice, who simply walks around the house before returning to Jimin, who seems to be trying to figure out what his boss is doing here in such a humiliating situation. Jimin looks down at his hands, playing with his fingers as he tries to remain stoic, while Yoongi fixes him with an unusual gaze, as if trying to fathom his soul. Finally, his boss looks away, pointing at something in the ceiling.

“- There are cameras. Your landlord obviously installed some to spy on you.

- Excuse me?”

Jimin goes from shyness to terror, scanning where Yoongi is pointing, looking for something that might indicate the presence of a camera, but he sees nothing. Spied on? Normally, all his spells are working properly. No camera should be able to penetrate his defenses, no one should be able to spy on him. But Yoongi only has to float to the wall to detach a small device, showing it off proudly before looking falsely apologetic. Jimin runs a hand through his blond hair, cursing himself for not having seen anything. He took a few deep breaths, then kicked a chair that was just lying there, anger driving him mad. How could he have missed this? Jimin feels sick, nauseous, and Yoongi comes over to pat his shoulder sympathetically.

“- I've notified the police. Mr. Kim will do something about your landlord.

- Mr. Kim? Namjoon? The direct chief of police?

- Yes, himself. Your landlord did something bad. He'll get the worst sentence, believe me.

- Which one?

- Being served sushi at the restaurant of Seokjin, Namjoon's husband, let's see.”

Jimin blinks a few times, opening his mouth only to close it again, as he listens to his boss tell him what's next. Yoongi has a house to offer him, or rather to lend him, somewhere in the rich districts. In reality, Yoongi didn't give him time to answer and took him straight to the villa, which was obviously abandoned. Everyone had already heard of this place; it was Min Yoongi's old house, the one that had gone up in flames when he committed suicide. But Jimin says nothing, the incident seems to have been repaired, leaving the place now welcoming. The modernity is also reflected in the colors, with white and black, which makes Jimin nod gently.

“- So?

- What's up?

- Do you like your house?

- Yes, I like it… I think so.”

Yoongi looks proud while Jimin looks small. He's a bit sullen as he visits; he doesn't really like the idea of being offered a place to live. Jimin has always lived on his own; he's never been given anything as a gift, apart from an expensive sweater he couldn't refuse from Taehyung for a birthday years ago. Yoongi notices this, so he clears his throat.

“- Can you pay me back if you feel like it? Give me the price, and I'll deduct it from your salary.

- I'll… Okay. Yes. That sounds good.”

A smile finally appears on Jimin's face as he looks around, his eyes searching for the slightest imperfection or place where he could put his things. He seems delighted by this new opportunity, exhilarated by the idea of finally having a home of his own. Jimin had never thought he'd one day become a homeowner, far too entrenched in his tidy little life, going round in circles for years.

“- Perfect. I'll send you the papers tomorrow.

- Perfect.”

Taehyung's head spins as he searches for a landmark. The black sheets of Jungkook's bed wrinkle his nose. He straightens abruptly, looks around, trying to figure out what's going on. He'd said he didn't want to see him anymore, so why has Jungkook kidnapped him again? Frustrated, Taehyung abruptly straightens up, but his breath catches when he sees Jungkook standing in front of the window, cigarette in hand, throwing the smoke outside. The scene is nothing special, just Jungkook living it up, but Taehyung gasps for breath, trying to say something, but nothing comes. Jungkook raises a cold eyebrow at him, then leaps to join him, holding back to hug him.

“- You're finally awake. How do you feel?

- What am I doing here? Why are you here too?

- Taehyung, listen to me…

- I won't listen to you. I don't want to listen to you! You're a liar! A heartbreaker! I thought I was special!”

He throws a pillow in his face, and Jungkook lets him, hurt by Taehyung's words, but says nothing. He wants to let him express his anger. Slowly, he moves closer, raising a hand to touch him, but Taehyung pushes it away and hurriedly stands up. Jungkook is frustrated, a terrifying frustration. He slams Taehyung against a wooden panel, hitting him with a violence that cracks the door and makes the human bleed. But neither speaks, nor cares; Taehyung is too shocked, and Jungkook too angry to care. Jungkook's eyes aren't red as usual; they glow terrifyingly, a deep red. A bloody red that sends a long, icy shiver through Taehyung's body.

“- You don't understand, Taehyung, do you? You don't understand a thing.

- Don't I? Then enlighten me. Go ahead, since you seem to know better than me.

- If you do it again, I'll destroy the world. I'll kill your best friend and feast on his blood. Then I'll drain Elyzabeth of her blood, and if that's not enough to appease my anger, I'll attack everything you hold dear.”

Taehyung understood from Jungkook's acid voice that he was telling the truth. It wasn't an idle threat. And for the first time in his life, Taehyung feels genuine fear grip his throat. A squeak of submission escaped his lips, as Jungkook towered over him completely, bringing his eager mouth to his throat, reveling in the divine nectar that flowed easily down his throat, soothing him better than any antidepressant. Taehyung moans a little more; it's not the usual gentle, kind bite that makes him euphoric, it's a painful, burning bite against his skin. He tries to push it away, tears in his eyes, but Jungkook holds firm, clinging shamelessly to his throat.

“- You're hurting me! Stop this!

- You belong to me, Taehyung, you understand? Mine.”

The vampire scares him, freezes his blood. So he remains silent, growing smaller under this oppressive aura, his trembling tears running down his cheeks as Jungkook restrains himself from doing worse, from rushing him further. Taehyung trembles in terror, which finally makes Jungkook realize the interstellar bullshit he's just committed. He shakes his head abruptly, as if awakening from an unfamiliar torpor, and knocks on the wooden door, which shatters with an explosive thud. Jungkook turns his back on Taehyung to calm himself, taking deep breaths, before speaking in a hoarse voice.

“- Go away.

- Jungkook, I…

- Go away! Go away! Before I do something I'll regret even more.”

Taehyung doesn't say it twice, turning his back to quickly make his way to the exit, under the sorry and surprised gaze of Jungkook's mother. She watches her son with an accusing eye, but also with a mother's concern.

“- Jungkook. You can't do that.

- I don't know what to do, Mom… I can't control myself… I don't…

- The problem lies elsewhere. Don't fight him. Fight with him.”

Jungkook raises a tearful eyebrow at his mother, as she comes to embrace him in a purely maternal gesture. Jungkook responds with the rage of a self-disappointed son.

“- I'll call Granny Ivanovich. Everything will be all right. But you, do something for Lysa.

- You can count on me to be a good son this time. I won't let you down.”

#bts #bts fanfiction #bts fanfic #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #min yoongi #park jimin #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #jung hoseok #bad temptation #yoonmin #taekook #fluff #love #jung hoseok x oc #elyzabeth ivanovich #hoseok x elyzabeth

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A Mooch in Mayfair

Walking through Burlington Arcade to get to Cork Street the Lalique Boutique display catches my eye.

James Turrell designs! Wow!

(I'm told they range in price from £21,000 to £36,000).

Picture This

Photorealism 1966 -1985 at Waddington Custot

Robert Betchie - '62 Chevy (1970)

Don Eddy - Private Parking III (1971)

From the Press Release: Don Eddy said in an interview in 1972: “It raises the question of whether you are looking at an illusion of objects in space, or a representation of a flat piece of paper – a photograph – which is in turn a representation of things in space. The idea of being photographic or true to life doesn’t really interest me. It's the references between what we know, what we see, what we think we see and what’s there, between the surface of the canvas and the illusion in the canvas. Those are the real problems it seems to me.”

Tom Howse

at Gallerie Opdahl (Frieze 9 Cork Street)

Press Release:

Tom Howse, b. 1988 in Chester, UK. Lives and works in London, UK.

With paintings as his medium, Tom Howse explores the borders between the real and the imaginary. Through visual confabulations of myths and folklore, the absurd and the known, Howse questions our seek for understanding. Derived from a need embedded across time, borders, and cultures, he investigates the desire for comprehension as it moves in and out of our consciousness. In his own quest, Howse works with figurative imagery where people, animals, and fables interact in familiar and unfamiliar environments. As scenes unfold through the window of a dining room, a swamp of prehistoric dimensions, or a cultivated landscape, Howse begins to distort and reconfigure the proposed logic of our expectations. By twisting the proportions, perspectives, and dimensions of the depicted, the known is extended into the realm of fantasy. Anchored in the principles of our accustomed line of thought, the unfolding narratives present the observer with an alternate space where the margins between the real and the imaginary begin to dissolve.

Tom Howse - P.I.G.E.O.N 2023

Tom Howse - And I am returned to the splendour and warmth of your love (2023) (Detail)

Tom Howse - The Ripple of your Memory Coruscate Across The Endless immensities of Solitude 2023 (Detail)

IF IT CONCERNS US, IT CONCERNS YOU

Alfredo Jaar at Goodman Gallery

Installation artist/interventionist.

Searching for Africa in Life 1996/2022

The Arrangement of Stars

Sky Glabush - at Stephen Friedman Gallery

From The Press release: Glabush’s practice subverts traditional painterly archetypes and presents landscape, still life and portraiture through an historic lens. Primarily figurative and often underpinned by abstraction, these large-scale, surreal paintings provide narratives as they shift in and out of focus.

The artist uses a rigorous drawing practice and his paintings exist as a meeting point for different ideas

and approaches. “The architecture of the drawing is embedded in the materials,” Glabush says, “All the paintings have gone through this process of getting the structure up through the drawing, breaking it down and rebuilding it through colour.” The artist often mixes sand into paint to build texture and to erase but not conceal the labour in his work. This rich surface is a magnet on which bold pigments vibrate and infuse the artist’s works with a humming energy.

Estuary 2023 Gash-Gold-Vermillion 2023

If the wild Bird could Speak 2023

Where Two Rivers Meet

Dr. Esther Mahlangu - at Almine Rech Gallery

From The Press release: Art was a calling from a very young age for the artist. Even when Mahlangu was too young to be painting walls — the exclusive privilege of married Ndebele women — she defied traditions and was eventually granted the freedom to continue. “At ten years old, she used to watch her mother and grandmother painting their house. Longing to join them, when they took a break from painting, she would try her luck without their knowledge. But when they returned, they scolded her telling her never to do that again as her lines were skewed. ‘Every single afternoon when they went to have a nap, I’d try to paint. I got into trouble every day until eventually they realized that in my heart I wanted to paint.’ Gradually her mother and grandmother granted her a small space at the back of the house to paint, with daily inspections, and as her artwork improved, she was allowed to paint the front of the house.”

Episodes Far from Home

Tomokazu Matsuyama - at Almine Rech Gallery

From The Press release: Colourful motifs crowd the dense, graphical surfaces of his works, forming garden vistas or intimate boudoirs. Their origins are eclectic: a luscious floral might be drawn from a print by 19th century British designer William Morris or from an Edo Period kimono. In a bed of plants from divergent climes, an empty Sapporo bottle and a Starburst wrapper lie like the detritus of globalisation. A portrait inspired by a photograph of French couturier Christian Dior, meanwhile, bears the golden flourishes of a counterfeit Hermes scarf that Matsuyama bought in New York’s garment district. Completed on dynamically shaped canvases, these paintings take their compositional cues from Grand Manner portraits or pastorals in the pre-modern European tradition, while their use of skewed perspectives and absence of shading recall the flat planes of Japanese woodblock prints known as ukiyo-e. Signifiers of East and West are willfully scrambled here, as are renditions of the ‘real’ and the ‘fake.’ In Matsuyama’s work, as with his own diasporic identity, such differences are shaky social constructions.

Photographs

Phillips – (London Auction 19 May 2023)

Mert and Marcus - Missy Running 2005 Phillips 19 May 2023

Phillips Ellen von Unworth - Your Turn, Rihanna (detail)2009

Phillips Irving Penn - Steinberg and nose mask, New York 1966

Rala Choi - A woman lying on the sofa 2018

#mayfair

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Price: [price_with_discount] (as of [price_update_date] - Details) [ad_1] Maaz Art Craft This TV Unit Wall Mounted Set Top Box Stand Gives A Stylish, Classy And Modern Look To Your Living Room. It Is Quite Spacious Where You Can Place Your Books And Speakers On The Platform. Here You Can Put Your Remotes, Mobile Phones And It Can Also Accommodate Your Media Collection. Assembling And Mounting The Product To The Walls Takes A Little Effort. It Comes With A Simple Set Of Instructions And If You Have A Drill And A Screw Driver At Your Home, You Are Just Good To Go. The Uprights Are Pre-Drilled For The Screws To Attach To The Wall. All Necessary Fitting Accessories/Hardware Comes With The Product And All You Need Is A Drill, Drill Bit, And Screwdriver To Fasten The Unit To The Wall. This Specially Designed Assembling Instructions Saves You The Cost Of A Carpenter Which Is Not The Same With The Other Decorative Furniture Item You Would Come Across Otherwise. Avoid Direct Sunlight. Do Not Use Harsh Chemicals Or Abrasive Clothes While Cleaning. Do Not Scratch With Sharp Objects. Dimensions: Length (80Cm / 31.5In) X Breadth (25Cm / 9.8In) X Height (84Cm / 33.1In) | Style: Contemporary | Weight: 8 Kg | Standard Size: Suitable For Upto 42" Tvs; ? Material :- The Tv Unit Is Made Of Particle Board (High-Grade Pre Lam Engineering Wood With A Natural Wood Grain Finish.) With Strong Hardness, Good Toughness, And Beautiful Patterns. Thicken And Environmentally Friendly. Strong Load Bearing Capacity. Elegant & Enticing Look - Elevate Your Living Area With Ambienc Entertainment Center, A Modern And Sophisticated Take For Showcasing Your Tv, Media Accessories, Speakers, Decorative Accents, And Beyond. With Its Clean Lines And Seamless Design, It Features Open Pop Out Shelves. Storage Space- Large Countertops Ensure Ample Storage Space. Wall-Mount Design Doesn’T Take Much Space And Frees Up Valuable Floor Space. The Middle Compartment Is Intended To Keep Your Set-Top Box While Books, Decorative Items & 6 Fully Functional Floating Open Shelves For Organize And Display Your Decorative Objects Assembly Required:- The Product Includes The Necessary Hardware And Instruction Guide. All Parts Are Pre-Drilled. You Can Hire A Professional Carpenter From Your Local Market For Installation. In Case Of Any Issue Or Assistance Please Contact Us. Care Instructions: To Clean The Finish On Your Wood Furniture Just Use Warm Water, Cleaning Furniture With Water Won'T Hurt It Much Just Be Careful Not To Soak It. Wipe The Dirt Off The Surface With Soft Cloths Or Paper Towels Until They Come Up Fairly Clean. Avoid Direct Sunlight, Direct Water Splashing. Do Not Use Harsh Chemicals Or Abrasive Clothes While Cleaning. Do Not Scratch With Sharp Objects. [ad_2]

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newsssc · 18 days ago

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Paper Towel Holders for Kitchen,Paper Towels Bulk- Self-Adhesive Under Cabinet,Both Available in Adhesive and Screws,Stainless Steel

Price: (as of – Details) Product Description Product specifications Material: SUS 304 Stainless Steel Total The Paper Towel Bar Length: 13.2 inch Package : 1 * Paper towel holder Instructions for use Installation without drilling,Installation tips: (1)Clean the wall and keep the wall dry (2)Teardown the protective film (3)Press the wall for seconds anduseit at 24 hours If your wall is not…

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decoandcoremovewallpaper · 2 months ago

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Experience Perfection in Wallpaper Installation with Melbourne’s Leading Experts

Wallpaper removal is a fantastic way to add character and charm to your home. However, when it comes time to redecorate, removing wallpaper can seem like a daunting task. Many people worry about damaging the walls or being left with sticky residue. Fortunately, with the right techniques and tools, you can remove wallpaper efficiently and without causing harm to your walls. In this blog, we will explore five easy and effective ways to remove wallpaper without damaging the surface, making the job a lot less overwhelming.

Preparation is Key

Before diving into wallpaper removal, preparing the area is essential for success. Start by removing any furniture, décor, and items near the walls. Protect your floors by laying down drop cloths or plastic sheeting. Turning off the power to any electrical outlets and covering them with tape can prevent moisture from seeping into the circuits.

Next, identify what type of wallpaper you have. Some wallpapers are strippable and can be peeled off easily, while others are more stubborn and require additional steps. Check whether your wallpaper has a vinyl coating by attempting to peel a corner. If it doesn’t come off easily, it may be a non-strippable type, which will require extra effort to remove.

Use Water and Soap

One of the simplest and least damaging ways to remove wallpaper is by using a mixture of water and soap. This method is effective for most wallpaper types, especially those that are not waterproof.

Start by scoring the wallpaper lightly with a utility knife or scoring tool to allow the water to penetrate. Then, fill a spray bottle with warm water and a few drops of dish soap. Spray the mixture generously over the wallpaper, ensuring it soaks through the surface. Let it sit for about 10-15 minutes to loosen the adhesive.

Once the wallpaper begins to bubble or soften, use a plastic scraper to gently peel it away. Be cautious not to scrape too hard, as this could damage the wall beneath.

Steam Removal

For tougher wallpaper, steam removal is a highly effective method. Steamers work by applying heat and moisture, which softens both the wallpaper and the adhesive. If you don't own a wallpaper steamer, many hardware stores offer rental services.

To use a steamer, hold the device close to the wallpaper, allowing the steam to penetrate the paper. After a few minutes, the wallpaper should start to loosen, making it easier to peel away with a scraper. Steaming is especially useful for wallpapers that have been on the wall for many years or are applied over several layers.

Vinegar Solution

For those seeking a more natural approach, a vinegar solution can be a surprisingly effective method for wallpaper removal. Vinegar helps dissolve the adhesive, making it easier to remove the wallpaper without harsh chemicals.

To create the solution, mix equal parts white vinegar and warm water in a spray bottle. Spray it generously onto the wallpaper and let it sit for about 10-15 minutes. Like with the soap and water method, use a plastic scraper to remove the softened wallpaper.

This method works particularly well for older wallpapers that have started to deteriorate and require a gentle touch to avoid damage to the wall.

Chemical Wallpaper Removers

If the wallpaper is particularly stubborn, chemical wallpaper removers can be a last resort. These removers are designed to dissolve the adhesive quickly and effectively. Available in both liquid and gel forms, they can be applied with a sponge or spray bottle.

Follow the manufacturer’s instructions carefully and allow the chemical to sit for the recommended amount of time. Once the wallpaper is loosened, use a scraper to remove it in large sections. Always wear gloves and ensure the area is well-ventilated when using chemical removers.

Conclusion

Removing wallpaper may seem like a time-consuming and challenging task, but with the right techniques, it can be done efficiently and without damaging your walls. Whether you choose the water and soap method, a steamer, a vinegar solution, or a chemical remover, it’s essential to take your time and be patient. Each method has its strengths depending on the type of wallpaper you're dealing with, and a combination of methods may even be necessary for more stubborn wallpapers. By following these easy and effective steps, you can enjoy a fresh, clean wall ready for new décor.

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makmore · 27 days ago

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HPL Sheets Work| HPL Cladding Sheets Near Bangalore

In the contemporary architectural landscape, the focus has shifted towards building stylish yet durable structures. Security gates, being the access points of any establishment, should not only offer an attractive image but also be able to endure adverse climatic conditions. High Pressure Laminate (HPL) sheets are one of the superb options that are nowadays employed in the manufacture of modern gates with high capabilities against harsh weather conditions. Due to their great resistance and visual appeal, HPL sheets are increasingly finding their popularity in gates, facades, and cladding.

What Makes HPL Sheets Perfect for Gates?

HPL sheets are manufactured by layering multiple sheets of kraft paper, which have been chemically treated with resin. Heat and pressure are then applied to complete the process. In this composition, such sheets have remarkable strength, making them highly reliable and long-lasting. One of the major properties of HPL is that it performs well in all weather forms. From persistent rains and excessive sunshine to freezing temperatures, HPL sheets are made to withstand all climates without altering their structure or having their look.

In terms of gates, this weather-resistance feature assumes greater significance. Since gates are subject to the unpredictable climate at all times, traditional materials may swell, corrode, or deteriorate with time. However, HPL can keep their appearance, thereby providing a durable solution that remains aesthetically pleasing.

Stylish and Customizable

HPL sheets are not only exceptionally durable but are also very easy to design. They can be customized into various colors, textures, and finishes, which allows for easy customization to fit any style of choice. Be it a contemporary style or a more classic one, HPL design can match what you are looking for.

Homeowners and even builders staying near Bangalore and other key areas can easily obtain HPL cladding sheets, making it easier for them to include this material in their residential as well as commercial designs. HPL is versatile in that it can be used for not just gates and wall cladding but also façades and furniture that can all share a common design language in different levels of a property.

Low Maintenance, High Impact

One more important advantage in favor of HPL sheets used for gates is very low maintenance. After the installation, HPL sheets require minimal upkeep. In contrast to wood, which requires regular re-polishing, or metal that rusts, HPL simply needs basic cleaning to retain its finish. This therefore becomes the best option for a homeowner as well as business owners who want to save on time and costs in the long run.

Additionally, High Pressure Laminate (HPL) is not only scratch- and graffiti-proof but also resistant to UV rays, making sure that gates made using this material will retain their aesthetic appeal for a longer duration. For people who would like to invest a solid amount in the exterior part of the property, HPL gate sheets near Bangalore are the right choice, combining practicality with aesthetic value.

Environmentally friendly and Cost-Effective

HPL sheets are eco-friendly too. Most HPL sheet manufacturers near Bangalore and outside make it a priority to practice sustainable manufacturing by using FSC wood and low-emission processes. This implies that when you choose HPL, you do not go for a high-performance material only but also towards eco-friendly construction.

When it comes to pricing, HPL sheets have an excellent cost-to-benefit ratio. Given their durability and low maintenance, they turn out to be a more affordable option than many other materials, such as wood or metal, which may require frequent repairs or replacements.

Conclusion

HPL sheets are suitable for those who are ready to renovate their gates or want to have an entrance that resists even the worst of the weather. Being the best combination of elegance, strength, and ease of maintenance, it proves to be the ideal option for home improvement projects and commercial developments. With the availability of Makmore’s HPL cladding sheets near Bangalore, the incorporation of this contemporary material into your architectural design has become simpler than ever. Construct not only long-lasting but also visually attractive HPL gates for your property.

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