#russian recs

[i-call-me-clarence]

Anyone got any Russian TV shows they can rec me that I can find online? Soap operas are preferable but not necessary. A friend of mine is learning Russian and Duo just isn't cutting it. 

[goldetrash]

Saw @unicornpopcorn14's silly fic of Dazai's house getting put onto a cargo ship from this post

[metamorphesque]

my favourite poems by ... Anna Akhmatova

I Taught Myself To Live Simply

Everything

Requiem

The Sentence

In Human Closeness There ...

I Wrung My Hands

Last Toast

The Guest

I Was Born In The Right Time

You'll Live, But I'll Not

For Osip Mandelstam

In Dream

Muse

You Will Hear Thunder

To The Many

[hadesoftheladies]

FEMALE MOVIE/TV RECS (PART 8 / COMEDY & ROMCOMS)

got inspired from a recommendation post so decided to make a list of movies and shows with female-centric stories/female protagonists. since i can't post all of the genres in one post, i'll split it into multiple posts and y'all can save or add to the list as you wish. (disclaimer: i have watched most of these, but i only know about the existence of others. not every movie/show on these lists will be my recommendation. my recommendations will be beneath the list with reasons. also some of these are way better than others in terms of storytelling/performance--which is why i'll list my faves separately):

Common Themes/Tropes:

-Quirky girlfailures and losergirls being disastrous (and learning they're still loveable)

-Women causing carnage (sometimes) unintentionally

-Women getting into shenanigans with their friends/sisters

-Features many equally if not more dumbass male antagonists (or sidekicks)

-Financial struggle subplot

-BFFs and sisters > everything else (even the d)

-Lots of sex and money talk usually

-The Struggle of Dating TM

-I Still Feel 12 & Stupid TM

WHAT I'D RECOMMEND:

Abbott Elementary (9/10) (too many amazing female characters!)

Such Brave Girls (8/10) (Derry Girls as adults)

Kajillionaire (7/10) (the protagonist is so weird and loveable, top tier ending)

Isn't It Romantic (6.5/10) (fun and knows exactly what it needs to be)

Fleabag (?/10) (haven't watched but I know it's good)

Kevin Can F**k Himself (9.5/10) (genuinely so so so so good some of the most clever and sincere storytelling I've seen in a while)

Hacks (7.5/10) (the two female leads are hilarious in their own ways and so human!)

NOT LISTED BUT WORTH CHECKING OUT:

What Men Want

Little

Nobody's Fool

Girl's Trip

The Other Woman

Queenie

Legally Blonde

Miss Congeniality

The Devil Wears Prada

Pitch Perfect

PERSONAL NOTES

Playing House is about two friends raising a child together, which is a premise I love. High Desert is a detective comedy (way more comedy than detective, though) with a likeable protagonist who is also addicted to drugs (that isn't the punchline, don't worry).

The Hustle and Queenpins were produced by the same company (and you can tell).

Twenties is one of the few shows that feature a stud lesbian as a central character (and she's beautiful!). Insecure is probably the most famous of black female comedy shows, though.

[thebellekeys]

Gothic Fantasy/Folk Horror Books: 10 Recommendations

Uprooted by Naomi Novik

Spinning Silver by Naomi Novik

Juniper & Thorn by Ava Reid

The Wolf and the Woodsman by Ava Reid

A Far Wilder Magic by Allison Saft

Down Comes the Night by Allison Saft

Not Good For Maidens by Tori Bovalino

The Bear and the Nightingale by Katherine Arden

Nettle & Bone by T. Kingfisher

The Gathering Dark: An Anthology of Folk Horror by Tori Bovalino and others

[fistfuloflightning]

Somewhere very close he can hear shouts, encouragement and hooting. They are echoed by a woman’s crying and shrieking. With a sense of dread, he realizes that he must hurry. Wei Ying clenches his fists and runs towards the sound. He doesn’t get there in time. By the time he appears, the fight at the door of the spring house is already ending. A couple of burly guys serving as security guards at the brothel hold a struggling Meng Yao by the arms, while a third – obviously a wealthy client – pulls a kneeling woman in a torn dress towards him by the hair. Wei Ying is unfamiliar with Meng Shi and has only seen her a couple of times and only briefly, but the obvious resemblance to her son leaves no doubt about the identity of the punished courtesan. She twists her mouth into a helpless smile, disfigured by blood seeping between her white teeth, and looks at her tormentor with a pleading look. “Don’t, sir, please don’t touch my son…”

A scene from the excellent fic Лишние и нежеланные (The Unwanted) by MilbaA (my translation)

[unfayth]

Passage: Letters of Fyodor Michailovitch Dostoevsky to his Family and Friends (translation by Ethel Golburn Mayne)

Painting: After Breakfast by Elin Kleopatra Danielson-Gambogi

[k-arina1-3]

If you read The Secret History for the vibes, you should read Babel by R. F. Kuang. If you read it for the social commentary, you should read Dead Souls by Gogol. If you read it for both, you should read Crime and Punishment by Dostoievski.

Also(even if it has nothing to do with russian classics), you should read AFTG. JUST DO IT.

[classicliteratureprincess]

Feeling tired & unmotivated to do school assignments.

Going to read Dracula, since it seems like a fairly easy read compared to war & peace (my current read)

[ruski-san]

siema mordy mam nowy blog po angielsku aby jeszcze bardziej promować recovery i pomagać innym ludziom bo jestem sigmą

@ruski-san-eng (ale kurwa kreatywna nazwa, normalnie cała kreatywność moja na to poszła)

[ruski-san-eng]

How to start recovery?

This is a question that I have already received twice in my dms, from people who wanted to start recovery, but did not know how, or weren't ready for such sudden changes in their life. So today I will tell you how to start this very difficult process, which is of course worth it, considering that thanks to it you can achieve a healthy life in which a person doesn't worry 24/7 about how many calories thry ate or burned.

Let's start with the fact that when you start recovery, you shouldn't change your diet out of sudden. You have to start from the basics, and the basic reason for ED is the wrong perception of yourself. You should try affirmation, emotional journal, breathing exercises, etc.

I will recommend two apps for such things "gratitude" and "how we feel" (I will not give you photos because something does not work for me, you will definitely find them in both play store and app store)

the first one has affirmation, unfortunately only one is free but you can create your own, only then we do not have to read aloud. You can create something like a mind map and create notes in which we can draw or choose a question or task, e.g. "What do you like most about yourself?", "Write about something you want to achieve". it is best to think a little longer about the questions or tasks. This will make you come to the conclusion that your life has some good things in it and there are people that you should live for. This is important during recovery, so that you do not think that you are alone in a fucked up life without help, and everything is messed up and doesn't have any positive things. And if you listen to the Affirmation for a long time, you also start to believe it, of course if you want to and do not tell yourself every now and then "God, I am hopeless", etc., because then you are in the self place.

The second app is an emotion journal, ABSOLUTELY FREE, because the app exists through a collection that you can voluntarily pay into so that it can develop. This means that we have positive emotions on the right, and those that are harder to experience on the left. At the top high energy and at the bottom low and we choose what we feel, we can also go to the full list where we have even more emotions and we can look for what we want. We also have a definition of this emotion. After selecting, we can enter what we think makes us feel this way, and add a photo. Later we can enter how much we slept, how much we exercised, how many steps we took and allow a connection with the weather or health connect. Later we can choose whether we want to share all, only emotions or none at all with friends. YES YOU CAN ADD FRIENDS, so they can help us if we want to, of course.

We also have "tools" there, various ones including breathing exercises, etc. My favorite is "burn the negative" where we enter negative statements about ourselves to: "I am", "people see me as", "I'm always" "I'll never be the same" e.g. "I am weak" After filling in, we have a button with a flame at the bottom and after clicking on it, the note we wrote gets burned and at the end a message pops up "Your story has been burned Embrace the freedom to write a new story about yourself". Because of it you feel that all the bad experiences behind you are gone BECAUSE THEY JUST BURNED

Back to the topic. Changing your way of thinking by yourself is difficult and takes quite a long time… very long… But it is the most important part, it is worth finding some reasons why you want it and writing them down as many as possible, e.g. in notes or in the first application that I showed you, and reading it from time to time to remind yourself why you chose this path and why it is worth it. I also recommend that you write a letter to your future self and describe there, for example, what you think your future version will gain thanks to recovery, physically and mentally, and often use sentences like "I believe that […]". You can also read it when you have worse moments to remember what you are striving for and that you believe that you will succeed. As for these worse moments… You may want a sudden restriction then, and that is fine. At the beginning, I often had this and did restrict during that. But always at the end of the day you have to tell yourself that this is JUST a worse MOMENT and it does not mean that everything has gone to, the progress is still there. And it worked for me because I was aware that if I do not get back on my feet, I will not move forward. It's worth having someone to support you. Of course, telling others about it is hard, because we don't know what they'll think, what they'll do, whether they'll reject us, whether they'll tell others, etc. So you can talk about it to... Online Friends, telling them about it is easier, because we don't see their reaction, and they often live far away so we know they won't do that much and they LIKELY won't report us anywhere because we're not around them, besides, if they're a good friend and not a fake bitch, they won't do that. Also good are… strangers on the internet… and you'll say it's stupid because we don't know them, but most of you who will read this describe your experiences on a blog on tumblr because it's easier, you don't know anyone, no one will do anything to us, we're not afraid of rejection because we don't know anyone here. Of course, I will recommend myself as the person to write to, because I have no problems devoting 5 minutes of my life to someone who could benefit from it, because I waste 70% of my life on nonsense, so it doesn't change anything for me, and I won't reject anyone because I know how their life actually looks. (Remember that when you don't have anyone, there's always character ai…) Going back, if we manage to change this attitude in some way by more than half, we can slowly start changing our diet. Something that seems almost "neccesery" is stopping counting calories, because honestly, it triggers the most. You can start by not counting the calories of one meal, it can be a tiny thing that wouldn't matter anyway. WHAT MATTERS IS THAT YOU START SOMEWHERE.

then we move on to changing our diet, we should start with easily digestible things because otherwise our damaged body may not be able to handle things that are heavy on the stomach. easy to digest food is for example:

cooked vegetables and fruits, white bread or graham, small groats, and pasta, rice, small cereals, soft-boiled eggs (I do not recommend boiled ones because they are terribly heavy) yogurts and other natural dairy products (skimmed milk, low-fat cottage cheese) lean meat (turkey, chicken, rabbit, lean beef) lean fish (cod, pollock, trout) it is important to eat larger and larger amounts of this food over time, of course so that it is not much larger from day to day because the stomach will not handle such a sudden change. later, if our body and our physical health recover a bit, we can start eating more protein, of course the "natural" kind, like eggs, meat, etc. Because protein yogurts are not very natural and can be harmful in large quantities. You also need to take care of the appropriate intake of fats (the healthy ones) because otherwise there will be poor absorption of some vitamins because we will not get them with water. It is best to get it by frying, for example, use sunflower oil while frying eggs. When it comes to carbohydrates, at some point we will have to start eating this sugar, which, next to fat, is the thing that is most limited, and what really counts is moderation and a complete lack of it is also bad. Of course, this does not mean that you have to eat a shitload of candies and other things because it is still crap and an excess of sugar. But I will recommend to start adding sugar to your tea, and eat chocolate, preferably with a fairly good composition or in moderate quantities. I also recommend you… POTATOES... just don't overdo it with the spices because they can cause a fucking storm in your stomach and you won't get off the toilet, or you'll sit on it for half an hour or kneel in front of it. Regular salt will be the best.

Vitamins and mineral salts are also important.

Niacin (Vitamin B3) Magnesium Iron Calcium and various vitamins you can look for them on the internet yourself, although if you eat the right amounts of food, half of the deficiencies are gone.

If you can, take calcium or magnesium in tablets. I take magnesium with vitamin B6 for 18 PLN (4,40 dollars, 4,23 Euro) from the pharmacy.

recovery can be compared to learning you won't succeed quickly, if you try to do it fast you will NOT succeed. it's actually a good comparison because recovery is learning about yourself… I advise you NOT to change your diet until you change your way of thinking because it will only end with a strong relapse and you'll only have worse problems with your disorders. if you fail, it's fine. Just get over it and start again... and again... and again.. until you will finally reach your success, and I promise you, it's worth it. Remember the times you were a little baby and you were learning how to walk? You probably fall down a lot of times, but look at you now. Now, you walk properly.

I hope I can help someone who, for example, wants to start a recovery but didn't know how.

If anyone has any questions and courage, they can write in a comment, in a private message, or ask a question anonymously. (I would appreciate every reblog because it took me A LOT of time and translating it into english was another hard task...) ( original post wrote in Polish: @ruski-san ) (my english is bad as fuck)

[metamorphesque]

poems that made me live in october

"Not that I'm going mad...", Joseph Brodsky

How Many Of Those Who You Can Share Your Bed With, Eduard Asadov

Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven, W. B. Yeats

Good Bones, Maggie Smith

Adieu to Norman, Bon Jour to Joan and Jean-Paul, Frank O'Hara

Anders On Life, First Considerations by Nils Peterson

Mayakovsky by Frank O'Hara

Lilichka, Vladimir Mayakovski

Sleeping In The Forest, Mary Oliver

a vote for the gentle light, charles bukowski

There Is A Spell In Autumn Poem by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev

On Raglan Road by Patrick Kavanagh

 Darling, I left the house, Joseph Brodsky

[eshtaresht]

hey you 🫵💥 everage american online leftist!

stop scrolling for a moment. take a breather. play this video next time you need smth to occupy you for an hour. this is very much a call out post, but I do believe this essay has many well articulated points that felt like a nice cool sip of water to me

addendum: I'm not even american but the same behavior is rampant in most online spaces, regardless of nationality

[jammerskrik]

book haul, practical-ish edition

@chuzhezemnyi thank u for the rec🙏🏻

[eskawrites]

hello hello, i’m loving all these lil drabbles, you’re such an amazing writer <333

mayhaps 14 “I’m not going to hurt you.”? 👀

thank you!

(also @julesiuile asked for a part 2 to this post, so here we go!)

14. "I'm not going to hurt you."

Against her better judgment, Nancy goes back.

Robin doesn't ask for her this time, but then, she doesn't have to. Maybe she knows that. Maybe she's counting on it. Maybe Nancy is walking directly back into her own demise--at the hands of war, or at the hands of her own stupid heart.

Or maybe the stunned look when Nancy walks into her makeshift cell for the second time is genuine, and maybe the tears that she tries to fight are, too.

"What happens next?" Nancy asks, straight to business because it's the only conversation she thinks she can stand.

"What do you mean?"

"You've been caught. Hopper escaped prison. They must know your cover's blown. So what happens now?"

Robin bites the inside of her cheek. "Whatever it is, I don't think I have much say in it."

Nancy crosses her arms over her chest. She grips her arms and digs her nails into her skin.

"The others say you're not talking."

Robin's eyes turn desperate. "I've told them everything I know."

"Doesn't seem like much."

"That's the point, Nancy. The less I know, the less I can give away if I'm caught. Hell, I'm not even supposed to live to this point."

"What do you mean?"

Robin wiggles her fingers behind her as best she can, and Nancy notices for the first time that they're bare.

"My ring." At Nancy's blank stare, she tilts her head. "Hopper didn't tell you?"

"Just spit it out, Robin."

"My ring," Robin says again. "There was a pill. In my ring. If my cover was blown--"

She falters as Nancy closes her eyes.

"Hopper found it before I could."

"Would you have?"

"I'm supposed to."

Nancy looks at her again. "Do you always just do what you're told?"

"I'm not like you, Nance," Robin whispers. "I'm not a fighter."

"You're a soldier."

"And there's a difference. You make decisions. I just follow orders."

"And what are your orders now?"

Robin shakes her head. "I don't have any. I'm supposed to be dead."

Nancy continues to glare at her, waiting. Robin sighs.

"Once they realize I've been captured--and I'm sure they already have--they'll send someone to confirm my death. Once they realize I'm not dead..." Robin looks at her helplessly. "There's a reason I wanted to leave."

"If you just tell us what they're planning, we--"

"That's just it, Nancy! I don't know. They make it so I do not know. If I did, I would tell you, because the last thing I want is for you to get hurt in all of this."

"It's too late for that," Nancy mutters.

Robin sinks against the chair. Her eyes close. "I'm going to ask you for something, and you're going to hate me for it."

"What?" Nancy spits.

"Let me go."

"You're joking, right?"

Robin looks up at her again, completely serious. Nancy scoffs and turns away.

"You're an idiot. You really think--after everything? Why the hell would I let you go?"

"Because if you don't--"

"Right. The big Russian conspiracy will come after us."

Robin grits her teeth. "You're not taking this seriously."

"I'm taking this very seriously." Nancy turns on her heel and marches toward her. "Serious enough to know that I don't trust you, not for anything. I let you go, you run off, and suddenly you have no reason not to sell us out to them."

"No," Robin whispers. "I have every reason not to."

"You're a fucking liar, Robin Buckley." Nancy winces as she says the name. Robin does, too. Nancy turns away again, desperate for the space between them.

For a long moment, neither of them say anything.

Then,

"It is my name."

"What?"

"Robin. Not my birth name, obviously, but I--I chose it. I wanted it. It's my name."

"I don't care."

"I do."

Nancy sighs. "What will you do?"

"Run." Robin is smiling weakly, helplessly, when Nancy turns toward her again. "You were right. I'm a coward. But I'm not going to hurt you, and I'm not going to stick around and wait for you to get hurt. To get killed. I'll run."

"They'd find you."

"Almost certainly."

"So you'll go back to them. Or they'll kill you."

"The latter," says Robin simply, "because I wouldn't give you guys away."

"Even if I believed you," Nancy says, "what makes you think I would want that?"

"It would be easier if you did."

"Yeah, well, easy isn't an option anymore. You made sure of that."

"I'm sorry, Nancy," Robin breathes. "I regretted it every day. You have to know that. But I never regretted you. And so I could never find the strength to leave."

"Why are you telling me this? What's the point?"

"Because you deserve the truth."

Nancy laughs hollowly. Robin closes her eyes again.

"You've always deserved the truth. I'm sorry I didn't give it to you sooner."

"Yeah." Nancy walks toward the door and knocks, waiting for Hopper to let her out again. "Me too."

-

She spends the rest of the week avoiding Hopper's cabin entirely. Robin doesn't ask for her. Hopper gives up trying to get her to help. Steve and Mike try to coax her back. Nancy ignores them all.

But she still spends every waking moment in that room, turning over Robin's words. The sincerity in her words. The fearful, hopeless slump of her shoulders. The regret in her eyes, and the love.

Nancy tries to play it out in her mind, running through every possibility of what will happen if Robin's lying, or what will happen if she's telling the truth. But it all ends basically the same. It's all already ended, really.

-

Hopper's cabin is mostly empty the next time Nancy goes back. Hopper and Murray are asleep in the living room. Joyce and Jonathan are nowhere to be seen.

El is the one sitting in front of Robin's door. Her eyes are closed, but she tilts her head toward Nancy when she steps into the hall.

"You're back," she says, opening her eyes.

Nancy nods. "Can I see her?"

"It is the middle of the night."

"It is."

El watches her carefully. Nancy sighs. Jonathan would be easier, always ready to follow her command. But if anyone believes in second chances, it's El.

"She's told us everything she knows," Nancy says quietly.

El nods. "She said that to me, too. Hop doesn't believe her, but I think she's telling the truth."

"They're going to come for her."

"Yes."

"El--"

"Do you..." El hesitates, and Nancy isn't sure if she's afraid or just uncertain of the words. "Do you still love her?"

Nancy looks up at the door, solid and cold. Robin behind it, quick and clever and a liar, a traitor, an enemy. Her friend. Her heart. The best part of her life until recently.

"Yes." It's the most painful truth she's ever told.

She looks back down, and El holds her gaze steadily.

"Okay."

She steps aside, making room for Nancy to step forward and slowly, carefully, push the door open.

Robin is asleep when they walk into the room, but when Nancy pauses for a moment to prop the door, she hears a soft, mumbled, "Nancy?"

She shakes her head. Robin must get the cue, because she doesn't say anything else. She just sits up taller and waits. El waits, too, watching calmly to see what Nancy will do.

Nancy takes a deep breath. Then she walks forward. She draws her pocket knife and kneels at Robin's feet. She sees Robin stiffen, practically feels her holding her breath. Nancy slips the blade into the zip ties at her ankle and tugs, snapping them free.

She stands and looks down at Robin's hands, still cuffed to the chair behind her. "El--"

El jerks her head, and the cuffs break open. Robin twists her wrists and catches them before they can clatter to the floor. El gives her a long, unreadable look, then,

"I will be in the living room. Don't wake Hop."

And with that, she walks away, drifting silently out of the room and down the hall without looking back.

Robin looks up at Nancy. "What are you--"

"Don't ask me. If I think about it too much, I'll change my mind."

"Nancy. I don't want to get you in trouble."

"You asked for this." Nancy sighs. "Besides, you're the one who said it. You're a soldier. I'm a fighter. Now come on."

Robin swallows hard, but she nods and does as she's told, rising to her feet. She stumbles a little, legs stiff, and Nancy reaches out to catch her without thinking. It's the first time they've touched since--

Nancy lets her go once she's steady on her feet. Robin's shaky breath rattles through the silence in the room.

It's easy to slip back through the house. Nancy spots El sitting cross-legged on the floor of the living room, back to them. The front door opens easily, silently. Nancy guides Robin carefully over the trip wires in the front walk, around the line of sight of the camera she knows is watching the door.

But then they reach the tree line, and she realizes she has to let her go, and everything gets so much harder.

"You'll freeze to death out here," Nancy says, already shivering herself from the chill in the air.

"I've survived colder, I promise."

"You'll starve."

"I have a stash out in Mirkwood, just in case I needed to make a quick getaway. I'll be alright."

"What are you going to do?" The words barely make it out. Robin turns to face her, and Nancy sees her own grief flooding her eyes.

Robin reaches out, hand rising to her cheek, but she doesn't touch her. Not until Nancy takes the step forward into her touch. She closes her eyes at the feeling of Robin's hand against her face, calloused and warm and so familiar it aches.

"Whatever I can to keep you safe," Robin whispers. "I have a lot to make up for, and I know I'll never truly be able to earn your forgiveness. But I swear to you, Nancy. If you never believe any other words from my mouth, believe this: I will do everything in my power to protect you now. All of you."

"And if you fail? If they--" Her voice breaks. She stops trying. But she opens her eyes again, and she sees Robin's warm smile.

"Then I fail. But the time we had will still have been worth it."

Nancy swallows. "I still hate you."

"I know."

Nancy pushes up on her toes and kisses her, hard. Robin freezes for a split second, but then she melts, her other hand coming up to hold Nancy's waist and pull her gently closer.

It's over quickly, but they don't part. Nancy presses her forehead to Robin's and tries to memorize the weight of her hands, the warmth of her proximity.

"But I love you," she whispers. "So please, don't fail."

She feels more than hears the catch in Robin's breath, but Robin doesn't say anything. Nancy supposes it's the most honest answer she can give.

They linger until they can't anymore, until it's too cold and too much time has past and even Nancy knows they're seriously pushing their luck.

"Stay safe," Robin says as she lets her go. Nancy doesn't say anything. She just stares at Robin--her Robin--and prays this isn't the last time she'll see her.

[cyniibar]

Have you ever studied a historical person, and which each new detail you learn about them, the more garbadge of a person they seem ?

Anyways...I found a super cute Innocent fanfiction in Russian.

YES! With Napoleon Bonaparte and Catherine the Great. Also, Innocent fanfics are hard to come by, and it's always in another language! But that doesn't stop me from reading them. One in Russian I've read is called Paradise and it was so immaculate *chefs kiss*! Thank god we have translators. People gotta start writing more ngl.