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shelf-days · 6 months
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Пятница
02.10.2023
Отличная была пятница, Лиз закончила дела в зоопарке, договорились что она зайдёт за мной, я тоже заканчивал дела, с небольшой неохотой — оторвался от кладочного плана, люблю кладочные планы, вышел из офиса в семь двадцать.
Лиз уже ждала внизу, обнялись, поцеловались, решили не сразу ехать домой, а пойти прогуляться. Погода была отличной, луна большая и в дымке, утром тоже был туман, верхних этажей в Кудрово не было видно:
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Прошлись по биржевому мосту, в середине целовались, потому что у нас уже много лет есть игра — каждому мосту по поцелую и мы целуемся на каждом мосту, уже много лет, на каждом мосту, корочь мы противно милые.
Ветер был тёплым, Нева шумела, огни горели, Невский толпился, в такие вечера и вспоминаешь за чем переехали за три девять земель от дома.
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Гуляли, захотели есть, зашли в Маленькую Италию, место посредственное, но вкусное, поели, я попробовал очень хорошее вино, заказал на удачу и повезло, называлось вино — Домашнее из Краснодарского края, но официантка сказала что из Краснодарского края закончилось, это будет Крымское, я сказал ничего страшного и мне повезло, паста тоже была хорошей ну и мясо.
Горели свечки на столах, свет был приглушенным, дверь была открыта, доносилась улица. Нам сделали подарок в виде лимончеллы.
Оплатили счёт, пошли до Маяковской, вечер был чудесный:
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Дошли до маяковской, Лиз красивая:
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Договорились посмотреть как приедем домой Ледниковый период.
Ледниковый период в детстве выглядел круче, но всё равно мультик норм, некоторые шутки странные, но мультик норм, оставшийся вечер нашего кота я звал Диегой. Идеальная пятница.
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first-of-july · 3 months
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To the star !
12/30 Happy birthday!🌻🌟🎂
с днем ​​рождения !
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bulkaskoritzej · 3 months
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01.01.2024
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cheesehambu · 7 days
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I survived another russian missile attack(again again and again)
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soviet-amateurs · 4 months
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The first female astronaut Valentina Tereshkova greets the American communist and women's rights activist Angela Davis, 1970s
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thegoblinboy · 10 months
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Never Say Die
You are here | part two | part three | part four
I can’t get this concept out of my head steve being a prisoner instead of hopper and coming back home.
Steve sat in the back of the car, unsure what to expect. Six months. Six months he hasn’t seen his friends, who he considered to be his family if anything. He wished he could say that it had been six months since the last time he seen his parents but that would be a lie. Strange how he could place the date and times when he last seen his real family but yet he didn’t know when he last seen his parents. It was a chilling thought. He doesn’t remember being this nervous about seeing his parents for the first time in a long, long time.
Then again this was under different circumstances. Last time he seen Dustin, Robin and Erica it had looked like he had died. The last time he seen Hopper and Joyce, both of them had been trying to reach them from god knows where with their own personal Russian translator. Now, when he steps out of this car his new life will begin. One that was much different compared to before he “died”.
He was stunned if anything. He doesn’t know how he survived. He had thought the torture he had endured at star court, tied to a chair was bad. Little did he know, the Russians got very creative in their homeland. His body sometimes still aches from his time there. Though, he’s been through hell and back nothing was more scarier then seeing his family again. What if they were different, what if they didn’t want him back? All questions that were bothering him. All questions that disappear the the second he he sees all of the kids gathered together in a drive way. Smiling and laughing as they all help the Byers unpack their boxes into a nicer home then what they had lived in before.
He smiles to himself. He’s unsure if they were told he was coming. He stops the agent in front of him from stepping out. To break the moment he was watching. Lucas was laughing as he carefully holds one hand on the back of Max’s back. Crutches under her armpits as she leans on on foot. Her other leg in a cast, along with one of her wrists. Both of them talking to each other in a way that told him they made it through the little dispute from six months ago. Off to the right of them, stepping out of the van carrying boxes was Jonathan. Handing them to Nancy, who was smiling brightly up at him. Mouth moving as she talked. Next to them, in a bean bag sat a boy with long silky hair. Obviously stoned off his ass as he wore a button down shirt eating pizza. Steve wanted to hear some of what they were saying, he pulls his window down just a smidge to catch Jonathan laughing.
“You know, the pizza was supposed to motivate you helping us carry our stuff in.” Hes looking at the other with a smirk. Steve chuckles softly to himself before his eyes move over seeing Will sitting on the hood of a car. Talking to El, who seemed to have lost all process in her hair growth. Both of them huddled together and talking with serious expressions. Both of their faces cracking into smiles when Mike comes walking over to them. There’s something awkward going on there but it seemed like they were all friends.
The front door of the house opens further, and Steve’s heart stops. Breathing not in his dictionary anymore as he watches Robin Buckley walk out with flying hands. God it was so her, though what takes him by surprise was the fact she was wearing his letterman jacket. How the hell she got a hold of it was beyond him. Then again Dustin must have told her where the key of his house was hidden. Let her in and it warms his heart in a way that doesn’t even make sense to know she wanted something that was his. Her hair is in a Bob and she’s yelling at someone. That someone showing his presence, walking out behind her. Steve’s in a near heart attack and near tears when he sees Henderson walking out with a cap on. Hair styled in the way that he had showed him, a hat firmly placed on the top of his head. Mouth moving a mile per minute. Talking right back to Robin. Even from here Steve knew the kid was being obnoxious.
“Come on Robin. It’s not that bad, right Eddie.” The boy turns. Looking for confirmation from Eddie the freak Munson. And Steve really shouldn’t be that shocked that Dustin would find a friend in a drug dealer. If there was trouble in Hawkins, Henderson sure as hell would find it. Steve’s about to freak out, but stops when he sees the amused look on the metal heads face. His hair was much longer then what he remembered it being.
“Sorry dude. Im with Robbie on this one.” Eddie moves a hand playfully moving the others head on his shoulders. None of them noticing the suspicious car on the other side of the street. Next came Joyce, whose hand was wrapped tightly in Hoppers. That was not a shock to see at all. Both of them laughing as they look around at the children. Like Steve had.
As expected, Hoppers eyes land on the car. His face going a bright red as he lets go of Joyce’s hand. Storming forward catching everyone’s attention. Breaking the peace as he looks like he’s ready to kill someone. “Get the hell away from my property. Don’t need the god damn government spying on my daughter. Last warning, next time I’ll -“ his words die in his throat as Steve steps out of the car. Hoppers back blocking the view of everyone behind him.
Steve looks at him with a amused look, holding his side. Body still recovering from his stint in another country. “Wow, nice welcoming home gift hopper.” He laughs. Coughing a little from the bruised rib. Though the bruised rib is nearly the least of his worries as Hopper pulls him into a bear hug.
“Never got a chance to thank you for saving Joyce and the kids. Considering the fact you fucking died.” Hopper gruffly rasps. “Everyone’s going to freak you know.” He warns.
“I know.” Steve says softly. Stepping back with a tight smile.
“Hopper what’s going on?” Joyce is now walking over. Obviously warning the kids to go inside. All of them complaining and bickering as they do. Steve could hear them. Her face pulls into a shocked expression when she sees Steve. “Oh my god.” She gasps as she moves nearly tackling him.
“What is it mom?” Jonathan’s voice is heard from the van.
“Everyone inside now.” Joyce yells. Helping hopper hide steve from everybody. They knew that the second they all seen him, the neighbors attention would be all over them. Something that they didn’t need was for everyone talking about how a whole group of people started sobbing in the middle of the drive way. That and Steve Harrington was supposed to be dead. Word got around, that was all they would need.
When he hears the front door closing Joyce finally looks at him. Looks right through him actually. “Oh god what did they do to you.” She sounded in pain as her hand cups his face. All of them still standing in the middle of the road. Only remembering where they were when a car try’s coming through. Hopper quickly thinks as he pulls off his ugly Hawaiian shirt. Quickly tossing it over Steve’s head. Who starts to gag.
“Oh my god you stink. I shared a cell with a guy who had stomach issues and you somehow stink more then our toilet.” He gags, being dragged up the driveway. Letting Joyce’s hand wrap around his as she moves him to what he assumes is the front door.
“Shut up-“ hopper rasps out.
“Honey, everyone’s going to freak out. Are you ready for this?” Joyce sounded like she was crying herself. Hand shaking in his. Steve felt like his world was just beginning again. Rotating, revolving whatever the earth does. It was happening again for him.
“Yeah.. yeah I’m ready.”
Im thinking about doing a part two though I’m unsure. If I did write more, it would be eventual Steddie. I don’t know if I should though 😭 should I?
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sovietpostcards · 3 months
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Ronald Reagan's New Year's address to the Soviet people. December 31, 1985.
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maria---s · 3 months
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koichizeni-dunkminimi · 3 months
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"We made it so that you remember!
This year, in my opinion, is not the most difficult for us.
We lost and gained. We cried and laughed.
But our whole country, the whole world knows who we have to thank the most - people from the front lines.
There is no swamp, blood and shelling in the photo. These photos have a soul that everyone who looks at them will feel.
Family warmth and the hugs of relatives is a dream for everyone who stands in defense of their loved ones.
- REMEMBER.
- RESPECT.
- HELP."
Please do not forget,that we are people too. And we need your help,to make this world safer for you and your kids.
Author: https://www.instagram.com/p/C1PAwbitX3m/?igsh=ZWw5NXAwdnR2bWV5
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savagefenty · 6 months
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on one side we have russians who would’ve slaughtered and raped their way throughevery household in ukraine all the way to lviv if they could; on the other side we have westerners who somehow developed war fatigue from the war halfway across the world from them. in the middle we have ukrainians who won’t shut the fuck up and die and let the rest of the world go back to gurgling russian oil by the bucket
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shattered-pieces · 13 days
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“Blessed memory of Nemtsov and Navalny,” “No to war.” How Russians and residents of occupied regions spoil ballots Residents of Russia and the occupied regions are putting anti-war messages on their ballots and voting against Putin. People write words of sorrow for Boris Nemtsov and Alexei Navalny, and draw squares where they leave a vote for Navalny. Other inscriptions are also written: “Russia will be free”, “Glory to Ukraine”, “No to war and mobilization”. Some vote for Vladislav Davankov. Want to share your spoiled ballot? Send photos to our chatbot . We guarantee anonymity. Photo from the website of the project “Voice Against”
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https://t.me/horizontal_russia/34625?single
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shelf-days · 11 months
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Меня бесит что из-за того что я все каталогизирую, сортирую и расставляю — в блоге потерялась лёгкость!
Вот почему я сразу как снял не выложил потрясающие льдины на потрясающей Неве в потрясающем Питере, потрясающей России!?
Короч две недели назад последний лёд с Невы сходил, круто да, а сегодня наверное пойду корюшку поем)
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deadpresidents · 1 year
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A tweet from Ukraine’s national rail service after an explosion severely damaged the Kerch Strait Bridge in occupied Crimea -- Russia’s overland supply link to their war effort against Ukraine and a prized infrastructure project that Vladimir Putin personally celebrated the opening of in 2018 by driving across it in the lead truck in a procession of construction vehicles.
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blueiskewl · 2 years
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Patron the sapper dog hunting for mines in Ukraine!
Four-legged friends doing there part for the war effort in Ukraine!
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ciderbird · 30 days
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I like how Soviet filmmakers collectively decided that Alexander’s main character traits are being deaf and a bitch
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Kutuzov: we’re still waiting for reinforcements
Alexander: sorry I couldn’t hear you over all that ugliness on your face
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gremlins-hotel · 1 year
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oh BROTHER these guys STINK
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