#milana petrova

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Comrade Putin ☭ is just another impious ‘family values’ transphobic homophobic rightwing conservative authoritarian grifter 🫡

Well-known Russian transgender blogger and LGBTQ activist Milana Petrova – who is no longer living in the country – posted about the raids on her Telegram channel.

She said the raids were on private LGBTQ parties, not nightclubs.

“There were NO raids there yesterday. There were raids on individual LGBT parties for adults. There, people’s passports were photographed without their will, apparently for further repression,” Petrova posted on Sunday.

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@bcssbitchs​ // yelena & milana

“Well, well, well.” Milana stepped out of the little alcove she was tucked away in, to make sure that no one had seen her. But now she was walking, matching Yelena’s steps immediately, same way she had always done. “If it isn’t Yelena Belova...” The dark haired girl bumped the others shoulder pushing her down a side street away from the crowds of the street. Milana hated crowds, she hated not seeing who was around and who deserved her attention in the best way and the worst way because there was BOTH out there, and Milana wasn’t going to stop until she handled those people that were needed. Men, women, and the more PAINFUL the better. She had been the perfect widow with or WITHOUT the sterilization she hadn’t shown any of those emotions that made her any less of a killer, a VIGILANTE. “Oh, that little angry face.” Milana tapped her friends nose. “You shouldn’t stress, you’ll get wrinkles, wouldn’t want to mess that pretty face up with wrinkles.” 

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“  you’re in my bed.  ” (FITCH & MILS)

“Yes, I am. Very observant.” Milana spoke, sleep still lacing her voice as she sat up, sitll clutching the soft blankers to her chest to cover herself, though she wasn’t sure what she really had to cover herself for at this point. Past their adventures last night, she had nothing to hide from him. “It was so late once we finally finished, I wasn’t about to walk home all by myself.” Milana mused, acting offended. Though, Milana could handle herself she wouldn’t have passed up a chance to sleep in this comfortable of a bed, instead of her hard mattress in her apartment. No one ever said that a WIDOW MADE GOOD MONEY, if any. “I mean, I suppose I can leave. If you don’t want a beautiful women in your bed, or if you have somewhere else you have to be.””

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❝ Long time, no see! We’re going to have so much fun together! ❞ (mils & yelena)

“Oh, someone is all of a sudden rainbows and sunshine.” Milana shook her head. Yelena had been a good friend, if that was what you could even CALL widows that you trained with. Milana had been her second in command, she had taken over for the brief time Yelena had deserted them, but they were still AS CLOSE AS THEY COULD GET. “I’m guessing you’re trying to get me to do something?” And it didn’t take much to convince Mil to get her to do something, especially when it came to Yelena’s plans. “Does it involve a certain Clint Barton that you seem to be obsessed with as of recently?” Because, yes, Milana seemed to know EVERYTHING when it came to her friend.