#sonya volkov

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Welcome To My Blog! 

Nickname: Didi or Deedee

Nationality: Afghanistan

Ethnicity: Central Asian

Quote that describe me: “I don’t compare myself to anyone or care about what others say because the truth is nobody can play my role better than me”  

Favorite Authors: Rina Kent, Holly Black, Ana Huang, Holly Jackson, Robert Greene, Tahereh Mafi, Jennifer Lynn Barnes.

Languages I can speak and understand: Pashto/English,  {Urdu-intermediate Level, Hindi Beginner Level, Korean a few phrases}

Learning Languages: German   

Favorite artist: Chase Atlantic,Ateez, daniel di angelo , the weeknd

Who I look like and the personality of in Real life: Jude Daurte ( TFOFA)  Jasmine ( Aladdin) Mulan ( Mulan) 

Loves: Books, Katanas, Taekwondo, Badminton, Crocheting,  Aaron Warner, Grayson Hawthrone, Jeremy Volkov, Cardan Greenbriar, Dante Russo 

Rp account: @judeduartehighqueen - Jude Duarte, @s-0-nya- sonya, @sarathetwin - Sara 

Looking Forward to Rp: Cecily Knight

[aidendh]

Mirac! OC! Dymitry Laurent |P2

His favorite superhero is Wonder Woman

Rozovaya Ledi would be his Pig or Ladybug/Mouse name

[Pink Lady in Russian]

-:Sandboy:-

He stayed up to catch up on a show he hasn't had time for because of Akumas

Dymitry's Nightmare - Badly misinterpreting everything people say, eg; thinking his friends are mad at him but are being mean about it

(This includes Tikki and still happens while he's transformed)

Krasnaya Ledi's Nightmare - Sacrilege of his Sacred Duty; Tikki forces him to detransform and lectures him as if he greatly misused her powers and is no longer worthy

Though only he sees this, everyone else sees Ledi transformed and reacting to something they can't see

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:Talisman:

Magnifying Glass - Can see through Nightmares and see invisible ones

(Includes hearing)

Chat Noir uses it to snap Ledi out of it, then Ledi uses his powers to split it in two so they can both have one

When focusing, Ledi can use it to Purify nightmares in it's view

It can also be used to swipe through nightmares, temporarily destroying them for a minute

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Dymitry got his Scar from a Pride Parade he attended in Russia, he was a victim of assault by the Police trying to shut it down

He was only 13 and was attending with some friends, one of them ended up with a broken leg that never healed properly because of the Assault

His family moved to France to escape the violence

He makes sure he is always prepared when attending a Pride Event

His parents brought him up to always be yourself no matter what others say

Despite this, they didn't agree with Pride because of their religious upbringings

However when pressed, Dymitry simply says that he will always be himself no matter what they say

This makes them proud, even if it takes awhile for them to be comfortable with it

Dymitry had short hair back in Russia

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The friend with the broken leg;

Trans M-F, female uniform, hid male from school, heavy pride equality activist, glasses, Greyish hair

She named herself Sonya Volkova, though her dead name is Vadim Volkov

[Sonya, means Wisdom and Volkov(a) is derived from Volk, meaning Wolf]

The Police broke her left leg

She likes boys and could of eventually fell for Dymitry

He looks up to Sonya, he wishes he could see her again, but it's too dangerous to go back to Russia

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Their other friend is a guy in an older grade with shoulder-length Brown hair and is gay

His name is Yakov Sorokin

[Sorokin is derived from Soroka, meaning Magpie]

He is the physically fit one of the three

Kinda the older brother of the group

They were all hidden LGBTQ+ members

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His old Secondary School Uniform was Dark Blue

The School's emblem is a White 4 piece shield

It symbolizes people coming together to make them stronger

But the Students, including him, take it as the school cuts them apart

He often wore his hoodie properly and barely got away with pierced ears

Because of saving up for their move to France, Dymitry has been wearing the same oversized jeans for years

He used to wear them rolled up to just his ankles

Sonya gave him the nickname Dima, though Yakov often teases him with Dimi

[Dima means Strong Fighter]

By the time of the move, Yakov has a boyfriend

Dymitry Laurent (13! Casual)

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A Quiet Student with a love for Superheros

Sexuality: Biromantic, Asexual

(Keeps his Sexuality secret)

Secretly attends Pride events

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Krasnaya Ledi's Lucky Charms manifest as Artifacts, Enchanted items and straight up Talismans

Except for Dark Cupid, as it was a spray bottle of spray candy

-:Glaciator:-

Lucky Charm: Red String of Fate

(As strong and warm as their love)

"It is as strong as our Love!" -KL

"Love comes in all shapes and sizes. Whether that mean platonic, romantic or even familial!" -KL

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#TeamSmartass

[guigz1-coldwar]

'No choices' : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"No choices"

"We both know that your 'help' isn't real, you only want to broke more than the CIA did !"

Chapter Summary : Yirina broke....her act of Bell couldn't last anymore when she witnessed Freya threatening Park and because of it, she could feel that the real hell was going to be unleaashed upon her & Park.....

To read it on AO3, click here !

Words : +3100

Taglist : @snowgoldwaylon , @clxudtea , @efingart

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I was ashamed to have lied to Freya, to have hide my true state and not telling her that I was already knowing it since 3 years but...I was afraid. I'm still afraid right now. I was fearing at every moment I was either facing her or talking to her in those phone calls, I was in pain, thinking at the moment I will have to tell her that and it did happened. Seeing her threatening, hitting Park like that while I was attached to that chair, it was my breaking point, I wasn't able to hold anymore, I cracked because it was enough...it was...my only way...

Of course, I knew that she was going to be upset at me, telling that I betrayed the cause, that I was abandoning her....she did the same thing to me...she betrayed me, she stole from me, she...she abandoned me. She couldn't face my own words against her as she quickly left the room after I told her that. She left me in pain on that bed, fearing for an lot of things : what now ? Is Park is going to be hurt because of me ? What are they going to do ?

Now, I was only obliged to wait again, taking more time to sleep because I wouldn't want to talk to anyone after what I did and like it happened for 2 days, no one between Sonya, Freya, Stitch or even Knight was coming to see me, it was the usual guards that were bringing meals & something to drink for almost 3 days....3 days that I didn't really speak, repeating the same question each time was coming in : Which time is it ? It was the only words I did speak out of my mouth in 3 days.

The 10th of June...I don't know why but this day was maybe going to be different at the moment I woke up, it was just an simple feeling even if nothing unusual happened until at what I supposed to be at the beginning of the evening where the door of the cell was getting opened, me still leaned on the wall next to the bed.

"It....why did you do this ?" I was surprised when I was able to see Sonya themselves arriving in the cell, the door closing behind them.

"Don't start." I whispered in an low voice as my first thoughts was saying that they were going to be like Freya from 3 days ago.

"Yirina." They said, calling by my real name as they now know about me. "I don't want to be bothering or disturbing but I want to know." They added, slowly moving to face me, getting next to the bed without approaching it too much.

"I have my reasons." I replied, my hands on my face before I looked back at them, realizing that I couldn't lie anymore. "I was afraid, Sonya." I told them, saddened.

"Why were you afraid ?" They asked me, deciding to sit back against the wall behind them, curious.

"When I woke up and that we told me that...I spend 3 years in an coma, I was afraid." I replied, thinking about the precise moment I opened my eyes in that hospital bed in Moscow. "I couldn't go back here and I wouldn't do that."

"She said that you were both raised by Perseus an large part of your life." They expressed, having now learned about my life from Freya herself. "She said that you betrayed us."

"I opened my eyes." I corrected them in an gentle way. "I was living under an lie during years and I couldn't let this continue." I continued, clenching my fists on my lap. "My friends were in danger."

"You put your friends before Perseus...." They acknowledged, looking at the camera just above them. "I heard that this Iranian arms dealer...."

"Arash Kadivar." I said, helping them as they were having trouble to find that name according to their face.

"Yeah, that man, he shot you and left you for dead because he knew." They stated, all right in their words. "The CIA captured you and brainwashed you but...you're still helping after everything that happened."

"I'm not with the CIA, Sonya !" I exclaimed, almost raising my voice. "I'm working with the MI6."

"MI6, CIA & even the fucking BND, they're all the same !" They claimed, crossing their arms to me, I don't know if they were actually trying to make me back at their side. "All proclaiming the same shit."

"Welcome to the world of spies." I scoffed, trying to have an little smile on my face. "The MI6 isn't trying to kill me everyday unlike the CIA." I claimed.

"Everything is fake and you know it well." They proclaimed to me, an serious look on their face.

"No, not everything." I started, looking down at my hands. "There's things that can't be fake."  I added before I put my head up.

"And what are those ?" They demanded, curious.

"The discussions I had with you, they were not fake." I responded, putting my real thoughts about Sonya themselves.

"That's bullshit !" They spoke up, shaking their head away before their eyes met my face. "Wait, you're not bullshitting me ?" They asked and I shook my head.

"I was maybe acting as Bell but I was true in my words, Sonya." I claimed in an clear voice, full of truth. "Maybe that it's non-sense but it's true." I added.

"You're serious ?" I nodded to that question from them.

"I know that you're rude, agressive but...I like you." I explained, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. "You're maybe rude because you don't want to see people knowing about your soft side."

"You don't know me." They whispered, sounding like an pleading to stop.

"In fact, you want to protect the soft side at all costs, you want to be good but everyone is forcing you to be an rude person." I told them even they wanted me to stop as the first tears were coming out of their eyes. "We knew each others for only days but deeply inside of you, you know that you can be better."

"Yirina." They muttered, cleaning the tears on their face with their hands. "I don't know how I can say this but....it must be one of the first good words that I heard in here." They snorted, slowly getting up. "It's hard at some times."

"I had an friend before....like you." I started, mentioning Zasha but pretending that they're dead since we're watched I don't want to put their life & Portnova's one in danger. "They were feeling oppressed because of who they were and me too." I added, looking with good eyes to them. "I was there for them and someone is here for you."

"I would have like to meet them to know more about they managed to get over it." Sonya spoke up with an grin on their face, their eyes filled with tears. "I'm guessing that...we're all facing an pain like that."

"We all do." I sniffed, passing my hands through my face. "We're all trying to find an bit of redemption here." I continued.

"Maybe." They muttered before suddenly, the door went widely open and it was Freya herself coming her, still dressed in the same military uniform for days now.

"Sonya, leave, I want a word with her." She ordered, pointing to them outside the cell.

"Freya, listen...."

"No, Sonya, you listen to me !" Freya cut Sonya straight in their words, still showing to them outside. "When I told you to leave, you leave." She repeated as Sonya took an deep breath before they resigned themselves to leave my cell, leaving me with Freya alone.

"What do you want ?" I questioned her, going back further on my bed to lean against the wall.

"I want to know things." She replied, moving to face me, standing up.

"You have to be precise, Freya." I muttered, looking at her with narrowed eyes. "You want to talk about my treason ? That I abandoned you ?" I continued, clenching my right fist on my right knee.

"I did mistakes." She breathed, deciding to get on the bed, away from me.

"Yeah, you blamed me for abandoning you, to betray Perseus but you abandoned me, remember ?" I told her in an almost angry voice. "You stole my mother's ring while I was dying on that airstrip." I made her recall that event, her eyes went wide at that.

"You remember that ?" I nodded to her slowly.

"I remember things but not everything." I stated, not wanting her to know more about my returning memories.  "You left me to die, letting me getting captured by the CIA, you betrayed me." I repeated to her the same words I told her days ago. "You chosed Perseus over me."

"I didn't have any choices, Yiri." She whispered.

"Don't call me like that, I'm not your 'Yiri' anymore." I ordered in an dark serious voice to her. "We were like sisters but slowly, you changed, you became one with Perseus and you started to be away from me."

"You too !" She spoke up, her head turning back to me after she was looking down in shame. "You became distant, only caring for your friends and now, look at you." She added, checking me from top to bottom.

"I'm well and better since I'm not longer with Perseus." I stopped her as she was going to continue to speak. "The MI6 gave me an chance to redeem myself for everything I have done under Perseus's wing." I exclaimed, proud to have changed in an very good way.

"Was it Park who gave you that chance ?" She asked me and I nodded. "Yeah, I should have know that." She thought to herself. "You know what she did and...you...you're with her ?"

"Maybe she did this by force or by her own will, I don't care !" I claimed, starting to thinking that even if Park did this because it was the only choice, I couldn't really blame her. "I love her because she was one of the few people that were believing me when I was Bell." I continued, feeling the sadness to say that to Freya herself. "She's still believes in me, other people too."

"You loved her....since when ?" She demanded, curious and sounding strangely normal to me.

"When I was Bell, I fell in love after we got our hands on Anton Volkov." I replied, seeing her face staying straight to me, very curious. "She forgave herself after I was told the truth and since, I'm still in love." I breathed as I moved back on the edge of the bed. "When I saw you starting to hit her, I couldn't resist anymore."

"I never thought of that." She whispered, looking away from me.

"I was broken with everything...what you did is still making me broken." I stated in an sad voice to her. "I'm afraid, Freya." I continued.

"But we are helping you to not be afraid anymore." She exclaimed again, moving to get next to me closely. "I want you to be better and...back to me." She expressed, making me look at her as she removed the mask that was covering her mouth. "Please, kiss me." She pleaded but I refused, standing up from the bed.

"No, I will not do that !" I bit my lips as I was angered about her moves towards me. "You're with Sonya, not with me." I snorted, putting my hands on my waist. "Tell me : did they come to you....or did you came to them ?" I demanded in an serious voice, turning around to face her, awaiting an answer.

"I came to them." She replied in an broken voice and by hearing that, I looked down at my feets, nearly shocked. "They didn't want at first but I was in need of love."

"You could have it if you weren't so believing in Perseus ideals." I stated as she looked back at me. "Do you realize that....you're still with them and that, you're willing to sacrifice that for an relation that can't be reborn ?" I questioned her and suddenly, she nodded to me. "Sonya love you...you're doing the same thing from 3 years ago."

"I don't want them to suffer." She sniffed, tears on her face.

"They're suffering because you're like that, change !" I suggested in an harsh tone. "I only know them for days and I could see that they were looking in pain because of everything." I proclaimed, pointing at the closed door of my cell.

"That's an risk to take." She claimed, making me realize that it was only me...only me for her.

"Yeah, you're not the Freya Helvig I once knew, the one that was my sister." I looked down and turning away from her. "You're risking everything for me but you know about it."

"I know." She said in an low voice as I could hear getting up.

"You know that I will never come back to you." I snorted again as suddenly, I could feel an sort of pain in my neck....I....when I put my hands at where it was hurting me, there were....an syringue at it. "What did you do ?" I asked her, worried as I removed the syringue by force.

"I'm sorry but I have no choices, Yirina." She was looking stoic before I put my hands on her, slowly starting to go into vapes.

"You...I will never...." I wanted to say as my legs went limp, causing me to fall back on the ground, losing control of me in that cell.

"You will come back and it will be with me !" She repeated her desires until my eyes closed, passing out on the ground.

She....she did  make me passed out again like she did at the Mount Yamantau, I didn't see that coming and now, inside of me, I was mostly fearing the damn worst. That wasn't the Freya Helvig I knew, something must have happened in her life that make her do that, an memory I still not got access to. Was it something in the past or something that started at the moment she saw me for the first time in April ? She was already like in 1980, it was surely during the past but what exactly ?

I couldn't know of that and I was trying to search through my mind as I was still unconscious, wondering that could do to me and Park. It was sure that my revelations I spoke up days again could have make some waves in the Perseus Collective and for that, they problably thinking that these talks as tests weren't useful anymore....I'm scared, afraid of what was going to happen to me and that fear came in me as I opened my eyes.

When I woke up maybe hours after Freya make me sleep, I discovered that I was attached in an sort of stretcher...in an medical room, my arms spreaded wide like an T-pose. Above me, an light that was almost blinding me and then, I could see Stitch and Freya, next to each other, looking at me with curious looks.....what are they doing ?

"I couldn't expect that she was going to recover this fast from the injection you made her." Stitch exclaimed, looking at Freya that was still having her eyes on me.

"That's our only way to bring her back home, Stitch, you know that." She said, her hands in the back, her eyes on me.

"What are you doing ?" I asked the two, scared before Freya moved to put her hands above my mouth.

"Ssshhh, let us help you." She whispered, holding my mouth firmly. "You will be mine again, Yiri, you will not change that." She added.

"You will be soon another experiment and we will make sure that you see good !" Stitch affirmed, giving me the worst fears I could have : they were planning...to brainwash me....again....

"No, no, no !" I yelled as Freya took an second to remover her hand from me before she put it back above my mouth, cutting my cries out as my eyes were crying.

"You're familiar with MK-Ultra so you already know the effects." Stitch explained, moving to get next to Freya. "You betrayed us but you will see that it's not good to do that." He continued until an door opened in the room, discovering Knight, dressed in his military suit.

"They did it, Stitch !" The man spoke up, holding an video tape in his hands. "They cleaned up the station in Verdansk." He added.

"Good, put it in the video recorder." He ordered as he make an sign to Freya herself and then, she put some tape on my mouth, avoiding me to talk and I wasn't able to move my body, only my head as the trio were starting to watch the tape.

On that tape, I could see that it was the images of an camera hold by an Perseus soldier under attack by someone and then, I could see....Woods himself, brandishing an pistol before shooting dead the soldier who fall on the ground. At my great horror, the camera was giving into the direction of an stretcher that was holding....Adler as Woods & also Sims as I could see were helping Adler to get up.

"They rescued Adler faster than predicted...." Stitch started as he was moving away from where he was leaned as Freya & Knight was looking at him. "No matter, our work with him...is done." He continued as the TV went off, meaning the end of the tape.

"So, we move forward ?" Freya asked, moving an little

"Not yet !" Stitch replied, slamming his fist against an sort of control panel on an sort of blueprint on it. "Their satellites are interfering with our broadcasts !" He continued as he was looking back at the two while me, I was worried about everything he was saying. "The Verdansk test subjects are in place but we are not getting through."

"They still don't know what we're doing." Freya remarked to him, pointing at the door in an quick movement

"We have the advantage." Knight told Stitch, holding an ice pick in his hands. "We should press it !"

"Our man in South Africa is standing by." Freya expressed, her hand still pointing at the door direction.

"Agreed ! All the pieces are in play." Stich said before he took an deep breath. "Make the call !" He ordered as Freya make an quick look with me before her & Knight left the room, leaving me with Stitch as he moved back to me, putting his hands on my mouth, establishing an fear in me with my still crying eyes......

"You can't escape this, you're belonging to us, Grigoriev !"

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26, 37, 43 for the oc asks for mr volkov?

Answers coming straight up for one (1) Liev Antonovich Volkov!

26. What is their preferred mode of transportation?

In canon: dog sled. He’s too large for most horse-based forms of transportation but he’s very good at running a dog sled, very attentive to his dogs’ needs, and if you just keep adding dogs they’ll have no problem even with him being absolutely gigantic. Unfortunately, he can’t travel by dog sled everywhere, so there are times he folds himself up into the driver’s seat of an appropriately large wagon pulled by appropriately large beasts of burden.

(In the modern AU he drives a lifted 1995 Ford F350 because go big or go home, am I right? And yes he also wears trucker hats with pithy slogans on them, but mostly I see him wearing Bass Pro Shop hats in my head.)

37. Do they have a system for remembering names, long lists of numbers, things that need to go in a certain order (like anagrams, putting things to melodies, etc)?

Liev repeats things in lists. If he needs to add something, unless it’s very urgent top priority (like. rescuing his children) it goes at the bottom of the list, or else he has to spend time rearranging the whole list of duties and tasks to make room for it, which is often an all-day affair. He has a one-track mind, so it’s very much a matter of him going down the list and completing each task one at a time. There is no room for multitasking in his head. He just can’t.

43. If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so? 

In canon, attraction is seen as a taboo thing to discuss among the aristocracy, so Liev was raised Just As Repressed as he’s raised his children; he would probably back off and deny any kind of attraction at all, which isn’t necessarily a lie.

Sex is one thing, because let’s be real, it’s the aristocracy. It’s happening all over the place and no one really cares. They just refuse to talk about it.

But for most of his life, he just didn’t feel any kind of attraction towards sex and romance. It wasn’t until he met Sonya and felt indebted to her, returning year after year to her side, that he started to understand what other people meant when they talked about attraction. (And yeah she still had to make. every move. in their relationship because Liev in his 40s was very comfortable with the idea that he would never have a family; he had just kind of accepted it.)

(“wow, can’t believe verv wrote another demi character” – no one, probably)

~ uncommon oc questions ~

[sterlingmoran]

location: Le Templier de Montmartre, Montmartre, Paris, France time: 4:25 pm UTC+1:00         ( @tamirhakim​ , @sonyabaker​ , @valentinvolkov​ )

It was an unseasonably warm day, the windows and the patios of every cafe lining the streets open to the fresh air, the streets bustling with beautiful people in their beautiful spring clothes. It was a good day. He hadn’t worked late the night before, and so, for once, he was rested and rejuvenated, with enough time in the day before his next appointments at L'Hexagone to have a leisurely afternoon.

Hence, Sterling had posted up at his favorite cafe to get a bit of light reading done, taking the afternoon off for once in his life. He was sitting at one of the little tables outside, a steaming triple espresso sitting at his left hand, a beautiful profiterole sitting on a small plate a bite or two taken out of it. It was a nice afternoon, until he looked up and saw the sudden and jarring appearance of a familiar stranger in the empty seat across from him.

“Oh merde,” he muttered, closing his book, a slight smirk falling across his lips. “Come to drink my coffee?”

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Pas de trois. Vaganova Ballet Academy’s “The Nutcracker” production. Mariinsky Theatre. 2018.

First Pas de trois: Alisa Barinova, Kristina Chkotua, Nazir Nazipos Second Pas de trois:  Vera Shpakovskaya, Aigul Nugget, Ivan Volkov Third Pas de trois: Arina Stashkova, Sonya Romanovich, Farid Sharofeev

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Short film "The interview"/Короткометражный фильм "Интервью" from Red Pepper Film on Vimeo.

The story of Sonya, which was raised by her mom. Sonya entered the faculty of journalism in Moscow, and one day she decides to meet her father, whom she had never seen before, under the guise of a journalist, in order to get answers to long-standing questions.

Written and directed by: Ivan Sosnin DoP: Ivan Solomatin General producer: Tigran Telunz Marketing: Gelmira Marinina Creative producer: Danil Golovanov Executive producer: Yana Shmaylova Associative producer: Ekaterina Nefeld, Alexander Khomich

Cast: Ivan Semenov – Alexey Serebryakov Sonya – Marina Vasilyeva Sonya’s mother – Yulia Aug Daughter – Elizaveta Elpatyevskaya Husband – Denis Zavolokin Wife – Sofia Gorshkova Roommate – Anna Kozheva Librarian – Serafima Smolina

Project manager: Elena Chigvintseva Art-director: Anastasia Levina Costume designer: Anna Gerasimenkova

Main make-up artist: Katya Kats Makemyday Studio

Assistant make-up artist 1: Ksenia Ermak

Assistant make-up artist 2: Maryana Lazareva

Composer and sound producer: Lev Sokolovskiy

Assistant director: Ekaterina Nefeld

Casting director: Elena Chigvintseva, Yana Shmaylova

Assistant casting-director: Irina Bondarovich Technical coordinator: Igor Kuznetsov

Gaffer: Vladimir Svistunov

Lighting: Vladislav Chilyaev, Dmitry Kiselev

Assistant cameraman: Fedor Bogush

Focus puller: Nikita Kotov

Colourist: Andrey Khudyakov

Location manager: Evgeniya Agarkova

Backstage operator: Dmitry Mishin, Anton Smetanin

In the film was used composition “My Rock-n-Roll”

Music and lyrics: Shura B2, Leva B2, M. Karasev

Sung by B2 feat Chicherina with accompaniment by symphony orchestra of Ministry of Interior Affairs of Russia directed by Felix Aranovskyi

Special thanks for the support and participation to Ruslan Volkov and the administration of the Polytechnic University in the person of Tatiana Solus for organizing the filming in the university library and student dormitory.

[magicinthestory-past]

Name: Kazimir Volkov Nicknames: Kaz Date of Birth: January 12th Age: 24 Gender: Male Species: Werecat (Snow Leopard) Orientation: Straight Birth Place: Tsugol Russia  Current Residence: Virginia City, Montana Nationality: Russian Occupation: High school Science teacher Religion: None Marital Status: Divorced Education: College degree in science

Relatives Mom: Diana Volkov Dad: Viktor Volkov Sisters: Nadia Volkov, Anna Volkov, Isadora Volkov Brothers: Nikola Volkov, Roman Volkov Grandmother: Sonya Volkov Son: Dimitri (dead)

Appearance Eyes: Brown Hair: Brown-Black Height: 5′8 FC: Kit Harington

Associations: Friends: Ankita Volkov, Luna Redbrook, Amaya Akira, Samuel Auditore Does not get along: Zana Faye, Jay Greenwood, 

About:

Kazimir (kah-zee-MEER)  Volkov (vohl-kohv)

Kazimir was born and raise to the age of 17 in Russia. After he graduated he went to study around world ending up falling in love with the diverse cultures and more importantly a beautiful and wonderful woman in America.

Kazimir and Ankita married when she turned 18. Unfortunately their marriage only lasted a few years, ending with the sudden death of their son after an car accident. Even after their divorce the two still remain friends and would do whatever for each other they can.

Kazimir now spends his days as a high school science teacher.

[ton-e]

A nice parallel to KBG and the Red Room is their way of brainwashing and cognitive deconstructment, -- Its all so clinical and masterfully coordinated yet so different it's setting something completely sober yet entirely too unfocused to touch onto. The red room extracts it's students as soon as they're trainable, yet they don't grow up there, most of them being human trafficking victims, missing children cases, and kidnappings. They're indoctrinated into a dehumanized environment and brutalized into losing their identity as people, while KBG is a nation circuit operating as a dynasty running network whose participants are born into it, yet not raised, doomed to be young but never children. In the Red Room, humans learn to act as weapons, while in the KBG, weapons learn to act human

[ton-e]

Firefly storyline + Russian main characters

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So I messed around with memes aND-

[ton-e]

Ok small headcanons/ideas for the Firefly Fam just BECAUSE I love Niss lol

Talia made Niss when she was around 12?? . Everyone speculates his "Portrait", aka the visual coverage for his design was meant to mimic Dimitri, her biological father, yet Katya immediately demolishes those rumors saying Dimitri would've been blessed to look that good jxjxj

Growing up, the only toy Katya ever owned was a wooden soldier meant to represent the Prince from the Nutcracker. It had a chopped arm because she had to use it as a firetool on a particular chilly night when she misbehave and the poorhouse she was staying at refused to let her sleep there, so they'd let her in the cold. She gave it to Talia on her 1st birthday and she still has it in the old penthouse she and Katya used to reside before

She modeled Niss after READING the Nutcracker and imagined how the Prince would look like in real life :>

Talia's been called "Madame" ever since she was a little kid by him but whenever Madame waited to be addressed the same, he claimed his system didn't allow it to. Truly, "his sensors just don't take kindly to her, that's all"

"Miss Volkov, Miss Romanoff, " were at first very formal but with time they could see Niss didn't actually actually put much value on things as porperness when being in the vicinity of people he liked, but he uses the titles as pet names. Hd only ever used their first names when they got scoldings

Sasha and Viktor are "Little Miss/ Mister :>"

Masters went to get his blessings too when it's been announced him and Talia were selected for marriage, and although somehow gentler, Niss by no means pulled his punches in letting him know there was no way she will partake in that. Truly, he'd step in the ashes of this system before he let that happen

Niss' eye color changes depending on his body state!! Red means angry, blue means sad/hurt, orange is for sassy/smug, pink is love, yellow is happiness, green is for content/peaceful, purple means annoyed, and brown/dark means dead

Niss is ambidextrous and twin swords are his preferred weapons

Talia has a huge sweet tooth and keeps stashes of little chocolates/lawbreakers, and gummy bears in her uniform. When she offered one to Jane she fainted bc Wow pretty woman give Candy sjsjsj

Maxim has a hit list of all his former handlers, but only the name of his first mission is remembered by tattoo. His name was Fabio, a single father who had accidentally walked in on the KBG intimidating an enemy in an open street and reported it to the police. It's on his spine, in lean gothic letters, and he says it's the name of a past lover to avoid suspicion.

Masters can't remember his first mission, and Maxim refused to tell when they were young to avoid the heart crushing guilt a person, because kids they were not, shouldn't bear so he looked on his own. His name was Andrei. He was caught in the crossfire when walking back home from kindergarten.

He can't remember his parents either, but he's actually grateful for that. Because "I don't know which ones worse. The thought of them leaving me in that life, or... Them not being here because of Me, and I can't remember."

Talia loves food but she's an absolute shit cook, everyone eats her food because they're polite but that's it SJSJSJ

Masters wears only flannel

Maxim is very educated in history and wanted to be a schoolar when he grew up.

Javi loves cats while Jimmy prefers dogs. They're such a functional couple that's what most of their fights are about sksksk

Masters is a huge fan of romance movies because he fell in love with love young. Maxim enjoys foreign dramas, movies, and documentaries while Talia really likes cartoons and superhero movies!! Every once in a while she'd sneak in the kids room to have a marathon with them despite them being half asleep and groaning SJSJSJ Sonya prefers books :>

Viktor and Barnes build Viktors field motorcycle together. His most prized possession is a polar photo of Barnes ruffling his oil smudged hair and both of their broad smiles, rare and bright, on full display.

Sasha stole Barnes' old dog tags from Pierces office where he either kept them as a victory trophy, or an examples of the finest spoils of war. She always has them in her pocket, but, when the final battle comes, she gives them to Phil (bc yes he'll have a cameo sjsjs) saying that if they get captured or killed, she doesn't want her father's past to be in their hands again

A lot of people say thought not genetically related, Viktor inherited Talia's temperament and Barnes' resilience. Sasha, on the other hand, has a very young maturity that mirrored Talia at her age and discipline they can only see in Barnes. On the other hand, Viktor is very patient and willing to amend the wrongs he may have done and Sasha can be very stubborn and has a stone will that can backfire

Team game nights are mandatory and they end up in shouting, people being sent in the corner, thirsty hours and angst and more sksks

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Doing poses exercises with the widows ❤❤

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I just saw birds of prey again and inspiration for a new character is coming up for the Firefly verse oof. My excuse? I love women.

Possible names!!!

Iris

Delilah (Lila for sort)

Selina

Leila

Juliana

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So I have no idea if I talked a out this yet but WOW, the parallel behind Ricky shooting Viktor in his right shoulder and him falling in water,,, bro I'm not okay--