#strela amura

[birthclod]

i found out last night that alexander rybak made a russian version of his song oah called strela amura (cupid's arrow) and it's so pog bc i like his singing and love the melody but did Not like the chorus of the english ver so this fucks severely

[rai-knightshade-art]

"But I'm crying now, that you're not here with me; how I yearn for you with all my Heart and Soul! Please, can you hear me now, wherever you may be? Will you find me here and never let me go?"

This took me like a week to do I hope y'all appreciate it. And that's not including the time it took me to turn the three english translations of Strela Amura on lyricstranslate into a singable english version that imo holds true to what the original lyrics were saying. Said lyrics are listed below, under a cut, and will not be included in the ID to hopefully cut down on post length (my apologies).

[[Picture ID: this post contains 4 images, all of the same illustration but from various angles/close ups. The full image is of two girls, placed back to back but with a wall of text between them (text noted above this ID). On the left, a girl with light pink hair blowing in the wind looks up pleadingly in profile, one leg bent up slightly and the other pointed down; her visible arm is held straight down at her side, clutching an archer's bow. She's dressed like a Greek goddess, with golden laurels in her hair and a flowing red dress that becomes transparent at the hem. Under her bust, across her upper waist, is a gold belt. She also has a gold and silver arm band across her upper arm, from which white ribbons extend in a criss-cross pattern down her arm to her wrist. The tails of the ribbons flow in the wind. She wears gladiator sandals in gold, also tied with the same white ribbons up to the knee. Notably, she has pale golden-beige wings held close to her body behind her. In the background, splotches of water color paint in pinks and holds, as well as metallic golden arrows pointed towards the upper left corner, can be seen.

Connected to the pink haired girl from across the page using a sparkling red string is a second girl with dark brown hair. She faces away from the other girl, also in profile, and she too has her head lifted upwards pleadingly. Her hair and clothes flow in the wind, but her clothes are like a mix of Greek, Roman, and ancient Egyptian in style; she wears a short red tunic in the Greek style, a purple cape in the Roman toga style, and has a silver belt in the Egyptian style. She has one leg bent slightly upwards, while the other points straight down, as does her right arm (the one mainly visible from this angle). Said right arm is decorated with silver shoulder and forearm guards, and in her right hand she clutches a small handful of gold arrows. Her other arm is bent up into view as well, holding a silver butterfly-winged lyre and decorated in criss-crossing white ribbon from wrist to elbow. She wears silver gladiator sandals under full calf-and-shin guards, and has silver laurels in her hair. In the background behind her, splotches of purple and red watercolor paint can be seen, as well as silver butterflies flying towards the upper left corner of the page. Notably, the text down the center of the page winds to conform to the girls' bodies, and is done in white, with notable important words done larger in a sparkling red ink. Said words are: "Hello!" "Above the Clouds!" "Join the Hearts!" "Cupid's Arrow" "Remember Me" "Two Hearts" "Heart and Soul!" "Never Let Me Go?" and "True Love!" End ID]]

My Cupid's Arrow

I've got my sights on you,

Cupid's arrow will ring true-

With all the secrets sent from up above.

I open up my eyes, hello,

With my wings I'm out the window,

I climb higher than all the birds,

I'm above the clouds!

I spread my wings and soar in flight,

I see the picture of their plight-

He is leaving and she's in pain,

How can their lives ever be the same?

But in life I play a part-

To fly, shoot, join the hearts

With a shot I heal all doubt!

I've got my sights on you,

Cupid's arrow will ring true-

With all the secrets sent from up above.

Will I make a match?

And Will you make the catch?

Two hearts becoming new

Will find true love!

But then, wishes whirl within my head

Were my arrow a boomerang instead

Then the love that I spread anew-

Could be shared with me, too.

Somewhere, somehow, someday

You will remember me-

My arrow flies for you!!!

I've got my sights on you,

Cupid's arrow will ring true-

With all the secrets sent from up above.

Will I make a match?

And Will you make the catch?

Two hearts becoming new

Will find true love!

But I'm crying now, that you're not here with me;

Oh I yearn for you with all my heart and soul!

Please can you hear me now, wherever you may be-

Will you find me here and never let me go?

'Cause I've got my sights on you,

Cupid's arrow will ring true-

With all the secrets sent from up above.

Will I make a match?

And Will you make the catch?

Two hearts becoming new

Will find true love!

Oh I've got my sights on you!

Cupid's arrow will ring true-

With all the secrets sent from up above.

Will I make a match?

And Will you make the catch?

Two hearts becoming new

Will find true love!

[alexanderrybaknews]

Alexander Rybak about Valentine's Day

Alexander Rybak about Valentine's Day "ValentinesDay #Vaentine #AlexanderRybak #love #romance

Happy Valentine’s Day  Valentine’s Day, the day about love and romance.  Alexander has posted about Valentine’s Day several times, and also given interviews about it.  Below you’ll find two earlier interviews, and also his Valentine’s Day posts on Facebook back to 2012.  And of course the music video “Strela Amura” “Cupid’s Arrow”. Have a great day :) (more…)

[juliettelime]

UH OH IM LISTENING TO ALEXANDER RYBAK AGAIN

[rai-knightshade]

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#5

Random love: ❤️❤️❤️

What’s your favourite fluffy MacDalton headcanon?

*brain goes blank like a blue screened computer* uuuuuuhhhhhhhhh.......

Oh!

Headcanon: Mac tinkers a lot on their off days, doing stuff that would confuse even a moderate science enthusiast let alone Jack, so Jack usually just leaves him be for hours on end until he finally goes looking for him at bed time and finds Mac sprawled across whatever, dead asleep, so Jack usually picks him up bridal style and gets Mac back in bed for some proper sleep!

3 notes • Posted 2021-07-26 12:31:37 GMT

#4

4, 18 👀

Oh thank you! I never get asks so this is a treat 😂

4. A song that didn't qualify for the final but should have:

Alekseev, Forever, Belarus 2018 (it was good!! I'm sad!!!)

18. A song that qualified for the final but shouldn't have:

Uhhhh ok imma be real with you chief you probably should've led with the question about "first eurovision watched" because the answer to that is... 2019. Sort of. I got to see who won 😂 so my knowledge of the contest is limited to 2009, 2018, sort of 2019, 2020, and now 2021, with some random winners/straight bops thrown in from other years. All that is to say... I don't have one 😅 there's no song that comes to mind that I've actively listened to that makes me think "god how did this even get here". (Though that may change for this year, stay tuned.)

Ask me about eurovision and I'll try to answer

3 notes • Posted 2021-05-18 14:08:57 GMT

#3

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Gender: Female

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Solo Artists: this is a hot take but I'm putting Panic! At the Disco here cause one man does not a band make, Alexander Rybak, TSwift but not Swifty level ya know?, Katy Perry but mostly just her og classics, Elvis

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Last Show Binged: Macgyver when I went through all of season 1 and the first few episodes of 2, like, a year ago or something. ...I don't watch tv much 😂

When did I create this blog?: 2013 I think, I'm an oldie

Last thing googled: Dala Horses, cause I was decorating Dala Horse cookies and wanted to try to get the icing to look like the paint!

Why I chose this URL: it's been my internet handle since I created Rai the character in 2013, keeps everything consistent under the pseudonym

Hours of sleep: idk depends on the night. 8-10ish is the goal usually, tho?

Lucky Number: 8!

Instruments: played the flute for about 9 years but haven't picked it up in about 4, and I own a Kalimba now!

Favorite food: tortellini! Usually in a red sauce, tho I've tested it in others (red is best)

Favorite song: uhhhhh like right now? All time? From different eras? Fuck it in answering all those questions.

Childhood favorite: Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson

Teen/Early College favorite: Stressed Out by Twenty Øne Piløts

Pandemic rediscovered favorites: tie between Hey You by Pink Floyd and Europe's Skies by Alexander Rybak

Current favorite: toss up between Monument by KEiiNO and Strela Amura by Alexander Rybak, tho his new collab with Sirusho, Stay, is becoming a new fave

Dream Trip: I've got a few in mind, mainly a tour of Europe (especially the Nordics + the UK) and New Zealand

Dream Job: ideally irl I wanna be a head web designer somewhere, but if I could do anything ever I'd be, like, someone that's just paid to travel the world and experience new stuff and maybe draw it. That would be so cool

Nationality: U.S. American, specifically Kansas!

Tagging: @panchostokes @impossiblepluto @thesammykinz and anyone else who wants to give it a go!

3 notes • Posted 2021-02-15 00:11:39 GMT

#2

Tagged by Ezra aka @thesorrowoflizards , thanks my dude! "You can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. Put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs then tag 10 people! no skipping!"

Aiight, let's see.... Probably shouldn't use the one-artist-only playlist huh? 😂 Let's go with my Lovecore Playlist instead:

1. Cold Hearted (Glee Cast Version)

2. Danse for Trærne (Dancing for the Trees), Alexander Rybak (lovecore includes all forms of love, actually, including friendship)

3. La Vie En Rose (Single Version), Louis Armstrong

4. You Can't Hurry Love, The Supremes

5. A Winter's Night, KEiiNO

6. Is This Love (2018 Remaster), Whitesnake

7. Once Upon a Dream (from Disney's Sleeping Beauty)

8. I'm a Believer (Soundtrack Version), Smash Mouth

9. Rainbow Connection (from The Muppet Movie)

10. Say You Won't Let Go, James Arthur

My taste is.... Eclectic, shall we say 😂 the unifying connector though? Lovecore 😍😍 (and violins 🎻)

Tagging: @parttimetrickster , @beautiful-flutey , @lord-owlsnake , @thesammykinz , @panchostokes , @deanbennyforthewin , @telltaleclerk and anyone else who'd like to do this!

4 notes • Posted 2021-02-21 15:56:26 GMT

#1

Tumblr Catch Up! Thanks for tagging me @mojsvijet!

Rules: answer the questions and tag the nine people you wanna catch up with!

Last Song I Listened To: technically I'm still listening to it but I've had it on loop for a bit so still counts. It's Looking My Way by Alexander Rybak and Philip Cecil

Last Film? Sonic the Hedgehog. Yes, really. It was fun! Not stellar, but it was good clean fun

Show I'm Watching: ostensibly Macgyver but I haven't actually watched a full episode since last summer soooooo none? None I don't watch tv nearly enough

Book I'm Reading: I haven't read a book in years 😅😅 I suck at this catch up I'm sorry

Tagging: @panchostokes @thesammykinz @dont-stop-believin-in-klaine @thesorrowoflizards @telltaleclerk @lavendersblues @thethistlegirl @impossiblepluto @deanbennyforthewin @spiritsontheroof please be marginally better at this than I am djsjfkskdkd

5 notes • Posted 2021-01-10 06:55:13 GMT

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[azulso]

Know me better

Thank you for the tag @previouslysaltyfandombrat

Ten songs I can't stop listening to:

Eres Para Mi (feat Mala Rodríguez) by Julieta Venegas

El Presente by Julieta Venegas

Baila Mi Corazón by Belanova

One, Two, Three, Go! By Belanova

Morena Mía (feat Julieta Venegas) by Miguel Bosé

Si Tu No Vuelves (feat Shakira) by Miguel Bosé

Roll With The Wind by Alexander Rybak

Strela Amura by Alexander Rybak

Suerte by Shakira

Las De La Intuición by Shakira

Favorite Ships:

Last Movie:

Currently reading:

[if-weshadows-haveoffended]

Strela Amura Part 2- Chekov x Reader

A/N: IM NOT DEAD BABEY! A SHOCK!!! THOUGHT THE VOID WOULD EAT ME BY NOW!!! Sorry, exams were a nightmare and I had three jobs at one point rip in pieces and now im unemployed because Uni is doing its goshdarned best to run me over with a semi-trailer. Anyway this took a bit longer than expected as I ended up re-writing it from Jim’s perspective 😊 

I took about a year hiatus from fic writing across the board and now im back so hopefully it’s a lot more active than it was my dudes <3

Title: Strela Amura (Cupid’s Arrow) (Part 2) Inspiration: here (x) Part 1: here (x) Prompt: here (x) Tags: Fluff, kinda-kirk’s-sister-but-kinda-not, Chekov and reader are doing their level best to give (and not give) Kirk a heart attack, Spock probably laughs in the distance as best as a vulcan can Words: 1400+ Masterpost: here (x) Prompt List: here (x) Mixtape Archive: here (x)

James Tiberius Kirk had very nearly had it UP TO HERE with his youthful navigator.

What was it about curls? Was it the accent? Was it the ability to calculate multi-variable calculus and integrate functions with limits to positive and negative infinity in under thirty seconds?

He wasn’t entirely sure anymore.

“Jim!”

“Keptin!”

He stared at the pair in general, his younger ‘sister’ and his navigator, uniforms off and dripping wet, standing inside one of Scotty’s little maintenance closets, clothes strewn all over the floor.

“Jim, there’s a perfectly reasonable and totally-not-erotic reason for all of this,” His ‘sister’ tried explaining. He just let go of a very long-suffering sigh.

Perhaps he should start from the very beginning.

They’d somehow managed to get out of the freezing hell-hole that was 1886 St Petersburg. Jim would be the first to admit that it was definitely a team effort on the part of Scotty’s incredible engineering feats, Spock’s quick thinking, Sulu’s fencing and the combined efforts of Uhura and Chekov in translation. In fact, the only real problem they’d had was Bones’ grumbling and incessant fussing over his younger ‘sister’s’ health.

He’d almost forgotten how much he’d missed her passion and enthusiasm for knowledge and adventure.

Though apparently, it seemed to extend to his very adorable navigator.

It was probably… at least three hours max back on the ship before he’d had Sulu report back to him. Apparently, cute lil’ sister thought it’d be very polite of her to help strip off Chekov’s ridiculously knotted cravat… and his coat… and help unbutton his shirt… and help take it off…

And well, according to Sulu, who was too busy laughing his traitor ass off, said little sister got incredibly flustered as she helped bandage up a wound that Fairy Tale Prince over there thought would be incredibly brave and dashing.

Bones later told him it was just a flesh wound.

The fact it was on his upper thigh most certainly didn’t help.

Then there was of course the incident at the Mess Hall, where Chekov allowed her to daintily take a bite of his stroganoff from his fork. Which she, of course, did so with a slight giggle before hiding her face in her hands in total embarrassment.

He wanted to puke from the cuteness.

But of course, of course, it ONLY GOT WORSE FROM THERE.

Jim, personally, didn’t have a problem with staff inter-personal relationships, after all it was none of his business and it would be for the best if he stayed in his metaphorical galactic lane. And after all, his sister was an adult, and not even his own biological sister at that. Not that it didn’t mean he wasn’t any less protective…

No, he needed to stop being so protective. She was perfectly fine gallivanting off to the other side of the universe in search of teensy bits of pottery.

But there was just something that caught in his throat, every time he caught Ensign Chekov flexing his arms around her, or deliberately flirting with her with some of the cheesiest lines Jim had heard in his entire life (and he’d heard… more like delivered… quite a lot of them).

And not to mention, Jim also highly doubted that the phrase ‘give you an education on the complexities of Russian language’ was to be taken at face-value.

Although, apparently Bones and Spock (goddamned fucking Spock) found it amusing to see him so constipated at the ongoing events and their all-too-fast unfolding. It was like that one time Sulu decided to take the phrase ‘punch it’ quite literally, and travelled at speeds so fast that it required use of seatbelts. Bones would often mutter something about the pair needing to use protection under his breath as he would spy the pair innocently grin at each other from across the mess hall. Spock would often ask if he needed to brush-up on human marriage customs and their festivity traditions, and perhaps if he was prepared to be an uncle.

And perhaps Jim could do it. Perhaps he could take all the teasing and all the embarrassment up to that exact point.

But Ensign Pavel Andreivich Chekov had just crossed the fucking line.

Jim was gonna have to pluck out both his eyes.

“What the hell are you two doing?” Jim watched as the pair them (rather Chekov) jumped about four feet back from his sister. Jim’s traitor little sister (as he was now calling her in his head) was wearing nothing but her underwear, sitting on a med-bay bed and had a rather red Russian kneeling on the med bay floor with his shirt off and his head between her thighs.

Not fucking again. This was worse than St Petersburg already.

He taught her better than this, surely. Surely he told her to draw the curtains and leave some form of warning in the form of a tie or a boot hanging off a door!?

“What!” His (he wasn’t sure if he could call her his sister anymore, he couldn’t deal with the stress) sister blurted out, covering herself up with her discarded jumper. “No! It’s perfectly fine, it’s nothing really!”

“Nothing? You two hooking up on Bones’ thrice disinfected med-bay equipment is nothing?” Jim clarified. The girl had a death wish, surely, and she was dragging poor innocent little Chekov with her. He should have protected Chekov better. He should have warned him that despite appearances, his little sister was incredibly persuasive.

“Hooking-hooking up?” Chekov managed to choke out, looking absolutely terrified of the situation at hand. He seemed to be panicking and the red in his face and spread to his ears and neck. “We’re not-“

“Jimmy, darling dearest brother,” His sister said with a long-suffering sigh and a pinch of her nose bridge. “There was a chemical spill in the labs. We’ve both just gotten hosed down, you can even confirm our alibi with Spock. He’ll probably do a report later today.”

“I wasn’t eating your sister out, I swear!” Jim could feel his heart actually stop beating the moment his navigator shouted it out at an uncharacteristically high-pitched way. He swore he could hear his sister mumble out ‘I wouldn’t mind if you did,’ under her breath. “I was just picking up my PADD.”

“Which he needed to double check that this rash on my leg was due to an allergic reaction when the fabric of my trousers met the acid.” His sister continued for him. “Really Jim, you’re literally the only person who thinks that we’re up to something suspicious.”

“Unless you’d like us to be up to that, Keptin.” Chekov piped up cheerfully with a sunny grin. “You free later tonight?”

“Yes of course I am.” His sister agreed with a cheeky wink. “I’d say at my place but it’s far too close to my dear brother’s quarters for us to get up to anything particularly loud.”

“HOLD ON A SECOND YOUND LADY I MAY NOT BE RELATED-“

“Yes, I zink zat karaoke contest would be easier done at mine.” Jim’s mouth fell open while he watched the conversation unfold casually, as the pair got dressed.

“You’re on Pasha,” She winked putting on a large t-shirt and gathering up her clothes in a messy bundle in her arms.

Jim stared pointedly down at his shoes. Perhaps he was over-reacting… just a little. He just couldn’t help the possibility that these two golden, happy things may break their hearts. And it was simply something he didn’t want to have to deal with. Neither of them deserved heartbreak, that wrenching feeling growing a little bit in his heart.

He took one last glance at the pair of them, laughing as she nudged him into one of the nursing bay beds. Perhaps he should let them get to know one another, after all, she was a (barely) a fully grown adult and Chekov was also fairly responsible if he wasn’t getting into any hijinks-

He did a double-take, unsure if he just watched his little sister not-so-subtly tap Chekov on the ass, to which the young navigator responded with a wink.

Kirk wasn’t sure how the rest of his day was going to turn out, but he made a mental note to see if Bones would be free to diagnose the alcohol-induced liver failure he was about to incur in order to forget ever seeing that.

[rekldusha]

Коктейль "Жгучая Стрела Амура"

https://mircooking.ru/2020/05/26/koktejl-zhguchaya-strela-amura/

Коктейль "Жгучая Стрела Амура"

“Жгучая Стрела” никогда не промахивается! ! Остроту можно контролировать на свой вкус. Сок Маракуйи можно заменить Ананасовым, Джин – Текилой.

[chaotic-smartass]

Tagged by: @simply-m-a-d (Thanks for tagging me in these!)

Rules: We’re snooping up on your playlist. Set your entire music library on shuffle and report the first 10 tracks that pop up! Then choose 10 additional friends.

*I’m using my YouTube music playlist, since I listen to that more 1. Imagine Dragons - Believer

2. Miracle of Sound - Into The Wild

3. Alexander Rybak - Strela Amura

4. Oktavia von Seckendorff - Babylon (English Cover)

5.  Neon Genesis Evangelion 2.22 - Sin From Genesis

6. Miracle of Sound - Cataclysm

7. Billy Talent - Viking Death March

8. Maurice Ravel - Bolero

9. Bloodborne OST Soundtrack - Darkbeast

10. Bloodborne OST Soundtrack - Lullaby For Mergo

Tagging: @friendly-neighborhood-wombat (I don’t have 10 friends to tag here)

[greencheeked]

Also I realized I don't care about Ale.xander Ry.bak, I just like listening to Russian even though I can't understand a word of it.

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Календарь с рамкой для фото на 2017 год для влюбленных - Стрела Амура в грудь попала PSD | 3508х4961 | 300 dpi | 116 Mb Автор: lunar.elf

[rai-knightshade-art]

I'm embracing the Lovecore and I'm making that everybody's problem.

More scenes from Strela Amura, plus a bonus Oah!

[[Picture ID: this post contains four pictures. The first picture is a pencil drawing of Alexander Rybak, shown from the back as seen in his Strela Amura music video. He is shirtless, wearing soft sleep pants, and leans up against a balcony railing. Notably, he has bird wings extending from his shoulders; the left is held close in a resting position, the longest feathers extending past his knees in length; the right is held aloft, the top arch reaching the same level as the top of his head. He is shaded in red tones to appear backlit. In the background, lyrics from the songs Oah and Strela Amura are written in a gold metallic ink; from Oah, there is "Don't throw away, oh what's left of me; I once believed you would save my soul." From Strela Amura, the text in transliterated Russian reads "No papadu ya, streloy Amura; Otkroû dlya tebya, lûbvi sekret." (This most literally translates to "I'll hit you with an arrow of Cupid, I'll reveal the secret of love to you.")

The second image contains two pencil drawings, again of Rybak. The top drawing features him in his Strela Amura music video; his expression is anguished, mouth open as if he's shouting (or singing) into the rain, and his hair and clothes are noticeably drenched in water. He has wings in this, and while his right wing is held behind him in a neutral position, the left extends up and over his head, as if to protect him from the rain. Next to him, text adorned with a red heart and a silver arrow reads "Strela Amura", while below him, lyrics from Oah read "But if you saw me now, crying secretly, would you hold my hand and never let it go?" This first sketch is accented in blue tones under the grey graphite. The second sketch, connected to the first with a glittering red string drawn on the page, is a scene from Oah in which Rybak is singing, mouth open, a slightly pensive expression on his face. He is done in orange tones under the grey graphite, and his outfit is like a preppy professor's, with large black-framed glasses and a bowtie over a tweed blazer. Next to him, text adorned with a heart and a bowtie reads "Oah". The other two images of this post are simply close ups of the second full drawing, one of the Raining Strela Amura scene and one of the Oah scene.

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[rai-knightshade]

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Gender: Female

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Favorite Bands: Pink Floyd, Def Leppard, Foreigner, KEiiNO, Maroon V but not super hardcore, ABBA, LOONA but it's still low level, Computer Games

Solo Artists: this is a hot take but I'm putting Panic! At the Disco here cause one man does not a band make, Alexander Rybak, TSwift but not Swifty level ya know?, Katy Perry but mostly just her og classics, Elvis

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Last thing googled: Dala Horses, cause I was decorating Dala Horse cookies and wanted to try to get the icing to look like the paint!

Why I chose this URL: it's been my internet handle since I created Rai the character in 2013, keeps everything consistent under the pseudonym

Hours of sleep: idk depends on the night. 8-10ish is the goal usually, tho?

Lucky Number: 8!

Instruments: played the flute for about 9 years but haven't picked it up in about 4, and I own a Kalimba now!

Favorite food: tortellini! Usually in a red sauce, tho I've tested it in others (red is best)

Favorite song: uhhhhh like right now? All time? From different eras? Fuck it in answering all those questions.

Childhood favorite: Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson

Teen/Early College favorite: Stressed Out by Twenty Øne Piløts

Pandemic rediscovered favorites: tie between Hey You by Pink Floyd and Europe's Skies by Alexander Rybak

Current favorite: toss up between Monument by KEiiNO and Strela Amura by Alexander Rybak, tho his new collab with Sirusho, Stay, is becoming a new fave

Dream Trip: I've got a few in mind, mainly a tour of Europe (especially the Nordics + the UK) and New Zealand

Dream Job: ideally irl I wanna be a head web designer somewhere, but if I could do anything ever I'd be, like, someone that's just paid to travel the world and experience new stuff and maybe draw it. That would be so cool

Nationality: U.S. American, specifically Kansas!

Tagging: @panchostokes @impossiblepluto @thesammykinz and anyone else who wants to give it a go!

[juliettelime]

2/26/13 vs 2/10/16 [x]

happy valentine’s day!

[if-weshadows-haveoffended]

Strela Amura- Chekov x Reader

A/N: So sorry about how late this is, I’ve just been really busy at Uni. Anyway, She’s Kirk’s sister but also not Kirk’s sister. It’ll make sense, trust me. ut my favourite thing about the OS has always been the time-travel episodes, like???? What a gift to Humanity. So here’s me playing with that space time continuum.

Also. It’s Eurovision time!!!! Sorry not sorry for nearly winning last year btw. Anyway, you know what that means? Time to listen to my Eurovision husband’s entire discography. Like it’s such a cute Chekov-y song, bless.

Also key word: Chekov tries to save her

Title: Strela Amura (Cupid’s Arrow) Inspiration: here (x) Tags: Fluff, kinda-kirk’s-sister-but-kinda-not, pre-romanov decline russia, TIME TRAVEL MOTHERFRICKERS, ridiculous bustle skirts are my aesthetic Words: 1500+ Masterpost: here (x) Prompt List: here (x) Mixtape Archive: here (x) Original Request: (x) - Could you do a thing where reader is Kirk’s younger sister (or other relative), that isn’t part of Starfleet, and gets taken by the big bad, and Chekov saves her? Then fluff?

Стрела Амура

Most senior students at the Starfleet Academy dreaded the ‘Little Sibling’ program; in which a senior, slowly struggling and watching their very soul leave their bodies were forced to pair up with some innocent, optimistic first year who had yet to see their life force choked from them due to obscene assignment due dates.

You were rather surprised to have found yourself partnered with a one James Tiberius Kirk, as he had introduced himself, a coffee in hand and dark circles under his eyes. You were a little intimidated, admittedly, but he was as supportive as you could have hoped for and Jim was genuinely wonderful. He would always remember your exam dates and check up on your actual dates and was always there to hold your hair back and cover for you if a party got too wild. Or there to ruffle your hair in pride as you passed that one maths class you always seemed to flunk exams for. He even kept in contact as he graduated, sending you updates as he traversed the expansive galaxy, promising that if you did well, you would score a place on the prestigious Enterprise crew.

He somehow convinced your parents that a certain trip-that-shall-not-be-named was actually a Scientific Field trip. You didn’t want to know exactly how he did it, but your mother was still singing the praises of ‘Darling James’ and considering adopting him.

But things went to hell part-way through your study. You left, much to your parents’ disappointment, hoping that you’d be better than the rest of your family, hoping you could be their chance to one-up your cousins that the grandparents always seemed to favour. But it was simply… you simply couldn’t deal with the reality of the Khan incident, it had hit far too close to home and you had lost far too many friends who had graduated. Space seemed far too cold, too brutal and too cruel to your tastes and while you still adored the endless possibilities, you weren’t sure what to do if you’d lost-

No matter. Perhaps what was most important that Jim had said it was the bravest thing you’d ever done, to know what was important and what was best for you. And he still updated you, sending over photographs on your PADD, every message ended with a little smiley.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY BABY SISTER’S ON THAT TEAM!?” Chekov was genuinely confused, no scratch that, the entire Bridge seemed confused at the Captain’s outburst.

There had been a temporal anomaly, the ship caught in it comprised of a small team of archaeologists and historians off to some far-flung planet in order to do some first-hand investigations for a company that Uhura had briefly mentioned before Kirk began to shit his pants.

“Captain, you do not biologically have a younger-“

“You know Spock, the Little Sibling program back at Starfleet?” The Captain clarified with a little embarrassment colouring his tone, “I was assigned to Y/L/N, she left after a couple of years, but we’re still in contact.”

“So I assume that means we’re going in?” Sulu hazarded, making worried eye-contact with Chekov. Chekov gulped a little, before turning back to face his station, his hands already finding the familiar grip on the controls, already awaiting the inevitable words,

“Fucking punch it.”

No one had warned you that 1880s St Petersburg was freezing in winter. Or perhaps, no one had warned you that it was perhaps to the best to piss off a Prince who (you assumed) thought you were flaming hot (from what your French could discern) only to find yourself in a dungeon in the bowels of the city, heavy with the scent of pungent sewers and stale sweat. On the upside, the gown was very pretty.

But that wasn’t much help at the moment. With your tired arms bound behind you with chafing rope, it was impossible to reach anything. You knew you still had a comm somewhere in the voluminous folds of midnight satin and a tri-corder smuggled in near your stockings. But with absolutely no waves, not even radio, there was no way the comms were going to work.

Oh and your legs were definitely out of the question, they’d bound those too after you tried escaping for a fourth time.

You could always flirt your way out of the situation? That was what Jim would do. Actually that was a lie, he would start a female insurrection on ideology against the Prince and manage to have half the women in the Aristocracy storming on the Duma and the Tsar demanding equality. Fascinating notion though. And definitely entertaining.

“Who the hell are you?” You suddenly found yourself being forced to move over as a young man was thrown into the freezing dungeon along with you. He certainly seemed from the far-flung past, with a perfectly knotted cravat and hair rakishly curly. He only seemed about your age, perhaps a year or two older, but about your age.

That was an idea. Flirt with the cute guy who just got chucked into your cell and hope he can get you out, because if you get invited to a Romanov Prince’s party, he’s definitely rich.

Only problem was the only Russian you knew was most likely just going to offend the poor guy.

“You speak English?” He tilted his head in confusion as he attempted to sit up, his hands bound behind him too. “You’re Keptin Kirk’s leetle sister?”

“You’re with Jim!?” You felt your heart fall out of your arse in complete and utter relief. He’d be able to find you, and the rest of the team. Hopefully.

“I’m Ensign Pavel Andreivich Chekov.” He introduced quickly, “Yes, well… there were some complications.” He admitted, a bashful grin gracing his face and his dimples casting charming shadows against the guttering candlelight of the cell. “I theenk we haff most of your team. Sulu and I were in the area after we got these…” He tried gesturing as best as he could to his stylish suit.

“How did you end up in here then?” Your flustered mind only now making the link between the cute boy (okay, he was cute, you were allowed to think that. He may be the last by you ever see. Maybe you’d have to spend the rest of eternity… together… in this piss-poor excuse for a cell) and his accent. “They’d be able to understand you…”

“Oh, well…” He made a bit of an ‘eek’ expression on his face, and you already dreaded what he was going to say next.

“Don’t tell me you challenged the Prince,” You said, flatly.

“Look, I may haff graduated Starfleet at sewenteen, but they don’t teach us fencing-“

“Isn’t there someone on your crew who does? Specialise in fencing, I mean?” You jolted at the memory of one of Jim’s early messages.

“We don’t talk about Sulu.” He muttered darkly, though his expression quickly passed into what could only be described as ‘overly-excited puppy’. “Put your heels on my shoulders,”

“Hm?”

“Zat way I can try to untie your ankles, zat leetle bit of rope is loose…” He continued on.

“Hm?” You repeated, your mind most definitely not turning to a certain golden retriever tying you to one of the grand beds three floors above…

“Here… shuffle over, no… no please put your heels on my shoulder.” You did as he instructed, nearly taking out his eye with your heeled boot. “Okay,”

“You sure this is a good idea?” You raised a brow as he placed the narrow strip of rope between his teeth, and began to tug a little. Slowly, but with relative ease, he managed to undo the loose knot and un-lopp the rope from your boots. “Wait, check up my skirt, my comm,” You added quickly.

“Yes, that might be a bit difficult,” He titled his curly head in the direction of his bound hands. Time was of the essence and the party raging upstairs sounded far too lethargic now, even through the dulling stone floors.

“It’s only above my knee. One of them, not sure,” You added with haste. “If you can activate the switch, you might be able to get a signal out before the Prince comes back in here to interrogate the pair of us,”

Biting hard on your lip, and hoping that the nearly-extinguished candle would hide your blushes, you watched as Chekov shuffled as best as he could, nestling between your ankles and your skirt that had ridden up a fair bit. Your heard drummed tight against your corseted bodice now, hearing distant footsteps. You guessed that Chekov decided it was all or nothing and attempted to reach the miniscule button of your comm with his nose.

For second there, you thought that it was all over, the door swinging open. There would be no hope of escape and that you would die with a (hot) stranger, centuries before you were ever born.

Your parents? What would they think? Would they care? Would they keep on reprimanding you? Saying that it would have been better if you’d stayed in Starfleet, for at least they’d have a body to bury.

What about what remained of your friends?

What about Jim?

“Chekov, what the hell do you think you’re doing to my sister!?” Chekov’s head immediately bobbed up from your upper thigh, immediately missing the warmth, his face surely as red as your own and his curls an endearing mess.

So that’s what Jim thought.

[justsimplyobsessed]

OAH in the left ear (mostly)

Strela Amura in the right ear (mostly)

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Cause I can never decide which one I prefer + Alexander sounds perfect in both 

Sounds best with both headphones in.