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Chernobog is a Slavic deity, about whom much has been speculated but little can be said definitively. The name may also be given as Crnobog, Czernobóg, Černobog, Црнобог or Zernebog; these are all romanizations of the Russian Чернобог, meaning black god. The only historical sources, which are Christian ones, interpret him as a dark, accursed god, but it is questionable how important (or evil) he was really considered to be by ancient Slavs. The name is attested only among West Slavic tribes of the 12th century, hence it is speculated that he was not a very important or very old deity. (x)

Mythological Gentlemen: Chernobog

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Papa slav based on “papa-slav“s design, which I’ve seen around for some time and loved! (Actually found out it was a friend’s design! Small world!) He gets a beard in this one though because its supposed to be a little earlier in his years.

There’s so much confusion around the matter and no ones really sure if Russia came from the original slavs, but everyone assumes they were. So, its kind of a papa he doesn’t really remember, but Ukraine probably does~ //HC

I figured I’d just put the full image here~ >v<

Hey, look! It’s me!

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((So as part of my Political Systems of Western Europe class, I have to choose a Western European nation and become an effective expert on its politics. Since Germany, France, and Spain aren’t allowed, my short list is Austria, the UK, Ireland, and Greece. Any suggestions?))

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She smiled softly as she watched them. “Everyone has been saying that.” she said as she leaned lovingly against her grandfather. “Though I think he is going to be as big and tall as you and Vanya.”

Slav laughed softly and quietly, nodding as he cradled the small child in his arms.

“I think so, too,” the elder man said quietly, “I can feel it.”

She smiled softly as she looked down on her baby boy. The infant, meanwhile, yawned and stretched his little arms up. “I’m really glad my family has taken this so well. I was worried about what it would be like to raise him on my own. Not that I can’t, but having family there makes it more enjoyable.”

Slav nodded, leaning forward and kissing the child on his forehead. “I’d support you. No matter what,” he said, quietly, so not to wake the child.

collossal-knockers:

She smiled softly as she watched them. “Everyone has been saying that.” she said as she leaned lovingly against her grandfather. “Though I think he is going to be as big and tall as you and Vanya.”

Slav laughed softly and quietly, nodding as he cradled the small child in his arms.

“I think so, too,” the elder man said quietly, “I can feel it.”

(Источник: papa-slav)

collossal-knockers:

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“He really is…” she said with a warm smile before she looked up at him. “Would you like to hold him, Didus?” she asked with a smile.

“Yes, yes, I would,” Slav said, that gentle, amazed smile still on his lips. It had been so long since he’d last held one of his family members. Too long.

Kat smiled softly as she gently placed her son in her grandfather’s arms. The baby yawned and blinked his blue eyes, giving him a sleepy stare.

Slav held the infant gently, rocking the child as he did so. The resemblance to Katya was uncanny, and for a while, he felt transported back in time, back to when he was younger and when his daughter handed him Katya to hold.

“He’s so handsome,” whispered the elder man, “Looks just like his mama.”

collossal-knockers:

“He really is…” she said with a warm smile before she looked up at him. “Would you like to hold him, Didus?” she asked with a smile.

“Yes, yes, I would,” Slav said, that gentle, amazed smile still on his lips. It had been so long since he’d last held one of his family members. Too long.

(Источник: papa-slav)

collossal-knockers:

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She laughed softly. “On the 27th. His name is Nikolai, and he is in his crib sleeping right now.” she said with a smile. “I can go get him, if you like.”

“So long as he won’t wake,” Slav said, “He’s a newborn. He needs his rest.” 

“So far, he’s been a heavy sleeper.” She went into the nursery and gently picked him up in her arms before coming back to her grandfather. “Here he is…” she said softly as she smiled.

The look on Slav’s face was one of complete awe and tenderness.

“He’s so handsome,” he said, brushing a little strand of hair to the side.

collossal-knockers:

She laughed softly. “On the 27th. His name is Nikolai, and he is in his crib sleeping right now.” she said with a smile. “I can go get him, if you like.”

“So long as he won’t wake,” Slav said, “He’s a newborn. He needs his rest.” 

(Источник: papa-slav)

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o-oh my~! o///o

Ach, Katya, you weren’t supposed to hear that! 

I-I’m sorry! I was just walking by. *smiles a little* Happy New Year, Didus.

“Is it new years already?” Slav asked, tilting his head a little. “It just felt like the winter solstice yesterday!” 

He laughed, low and warm, and for a second, his age showed in his eyes.

“I’m getting old.”

She laughed along with him. “Yes, Didus, time certainly flies.” She leaned her head against his shoulder and smiled. “I would not say you are/that/old… but you have a great grandson now.” She looked up at him.

Slav sat up slowly, his eyes and mouth wide, as if his brain was still processing the information and he he didn’t know how to react.

“When? What’s his name? Where is he?” he asked excitedly.