26 7 / 2014

davesproot:

cobrastein:

ghostlycoos:

RELEASE THE PIGEONS

the person that goes running after them omfg

"Archimedes, no!"

davesproot:

cobrastein:

ghostlycoos:

RELEASE THE PIGEONS

the person that goes running after them omfg

"Archimedes, no!"

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21 7 / 2014

squirtlesquadw62:

I had an interesting idea for the Marvel comics

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This would be the best thing ever omg

19 7 / 2014

de4fening:

piratenunteruns:

alecstasy:

my anonymous friend sent me this and i thought this was really beautiful

this

it’s literally scary how much this post is me

de4fening:

piratenunteruns:

alecstasy:

my anonymous friend sent me this and i thought this was really beautiful

this

it’s literally scary how much this post is me

(Source: alecstasy, via karen-nicole)

18 7 / 2014

historyofromanovs:

I believe these four people deserve more recognition for their loyalty and bravery than they would normally have. Who are they, you may ask? They were the four faithful servants of the famous Romanov family. In spite of the perilous dangers already facing them, they preferred to stay with the family until the very end. Eighty years after the murders, they were finally buried along with their humble employers in the St. Peter and St. Paul Cathedral. Laying to rest in such place is considered as the highest honor bestowed to servants of a high-ranking royal family.

Clockwise from top left: Dr. Eugene Botkin, Footman Alexei Trupp, Cook Ivan Kharitonov, and Maid Anna Demidova. All four servants perished on the night of 16-17 July 1918, along with their employers, Nicholas, Alexandra, and children Olga, Tatiana, Maria, Anastasia, and Alexei.

18 7 / 2014

All the Grand Duchesses were innocent children in their souls. Nothing impure was ever allowed to come into their lives, the Empress was very strict over the books that they read, which were mostly by English authors. They had no idea of the ugly side of life, although, poor girls, they were destined to see the worst side of it and to come in contact with the most debased passions of humanity. 

- Lili Dehn 

(Source: my-colorful-world-is-crazy)

18 7 / 2014

briarswt said: Can we also remember Klementy Nagorny, who was a companion to Alexei? briankeithohara(.)blogspot(.)com/2013/02/klementy-nagorny1889-1918-was-sailor-on(.)html He died earlier but should be thought of!

historyofromanovs:

Yes, of course! He was equally brave. Just in case anyone doesn’t know, Klementy Nagorny was a sailor nanny who took care of Alexei. Nagorny was able to keep his charge’s spirit up in the times of uncertainty as well as his family and the other servants.  He was thrown in a jail in Ekaterinburg for trying to protect Alexei. His exit from this world was equally brutal and undeserving. He was shot to death just a few months before the shooting of the Romanov family.

18 7 / 2014

imperial-russia:

16/17th July 1918 - Murder of the last Imperial family

Yakov Yurovski: On the 16th in the morning I dispatched the little cook, the boy Sednev, under the pretext that there would be a meeting with his uncle who had come to Sverdlovsk. It caused anxiety among the prisoners. Botkin, the usual intermediary, and then one of the daughters asked about Sednev - where, why and for how long he had been taken away - because Alexei missed him. Having received an explanation, they went away apparently calmed down. I prepared 12 revolvers and designated who would shoot whom. Comrade Filipp [Goloshchyokin] told me that a truck would arrive at midnight; the people coming would say a password; we would let them pass and hand over the corpses to them to carry away and bury. At about 11 o’clock at night on July 16 I assembled the men again, handed out the revolvers and announced that soon we had to begin liquidating the prisoners. I told Pavel Medvedev he had to check the guard outside and inside thoroughly. He and the guard commander had to keep constant watch over the area around the house and in the house where the external guard was stationed and to maintain communications with me. I also told him that at the last moment, when everything was ready for the execution, he had tell the guards and the others in the detachment not to worry about any shots they might hear from the house, and not to leave the premises. If there were any unusual amount of unrest, he was to notify me through the established line of communication.

Pavel Medvedev: In the evening of 16 July, between seven and eight p.m., when the time or my duty ‘had just begun; Commandant Yurovsky, ordered me to take all the Nagan revolvers from the guards and to bring them to him. I took twelve revolvers from the sentries as well as from some other of the guards and brought them to the commandant’s office. Yurovsky said to me, ‘We must shoot them all tonight; so notify the guards not to be alarmed if they hear shots.’ I understood, therefore, that Yurovsky had it in his mind to shoot the whole of the Tsar’s family, as well as the doctor and the servants who lived with them, but I did not ask him where or by whom the decision had been made…At about ten o’clock in the evening in accordance with Yurovsky’s order I informed the guards not to be alarmed if they should hear firing. About midnight Yurovsky woke up the Tsar’s family. I do not know if he told them the reason they had been awakened and where they were to be taken, but I positively affirm that it was Yurovsky who entered the room occupied by the Tsar’s family. In about an hour the whole of the family, the doctor, the maid and the waiters got up, washed and dressed themselves.

Yurovski: The truck did not arrive until half past one. The extra wait caused some anxiety - waiting in general, and the short night especially. Only when the truck had arrived (or after telephone calls that it was on the way) did I go to wake the prisoners. Botkin slept in the room nearest to the entrance. He came out and asked me what the matter was. I told him to wake everybody, because there was unrest in the town and it was dangerous for them to remain on the top floor. I said I would move them to another place. Gathering everybody consumed a lot of time, about 40 minutes. When the family had dressed, I led them to the room in the basement that had been designated earlier. It must be said here that when Comrade Nikulin and I thought up our plan, we did not consider beforehand that, one, the windows would let out noise; two, the victims would be standing next to a brick wall; and finally, three (It was impossible to foresee this), the firing would occur in an uncoordinated way. That should not have happened. Each man had one person to shoot and so everything should have been all right. The causes of the disorganized firing became clear later. Although I told [the victims] through Botkin that they did not have to take anything with them they collected various small things - pillows, bags and so on and, it seems to me, a small dog.

Victor Netrebin: Comrade Yurovsky went to the prisoners’ rooms and woke them; they dressed and came downstairs on the pretext of not being safe upstairs because of shooting in the streets. We waited downstairs in a room. Right before this, our commander and one or two of the Letts refused to shoot the girls and were relieved of duty. When I took my revolver my position suddenly became clear and, like my comrades, I was extremely nervous at having to carry out the execution. Here we waited, guns in hand, for Yurovsky to come get us. I peered out as they passed. The Tsar came first, carrying his boy. Nicholas was calm, silent. His wife, very thin, followed, her gray hair disheveled from being woken so suddenly. Catching sight of us, she gave us a look as if expecting we would bow as she passed. Olga, arrogant as her mother and all skin and bones, led her sisters, who smiled naturally at us in their usual, cheerful manner. Next came the servants, and Vyrubova [sic] passed us with pillows in her hands.  The family of Citizen Romanov went into the room and arranged itself across the wall then we entered. Nicholas stood in front of Alexei. As I looked over my comrades’ shoulders, I saw Alexei, sickly looking and waxy, watching with wide, curious eyes as he followed our movements. I suddenly thought how very short his sad life had been, and I silently prayed we would all be good shots. 

Medvedev: Just before Yurovsky went to awaken the family, two members of the Extraordinary Commission arrived at Ipatiev’s house. Shortly after one o’clock a.m., the Tsar, the Tsaritsa, their four daughters, the maid, the doctor, the cook and the waiters left their rooms. The Tsar carried the heir in his arms. The Emperor and the heir were dressed in gimnasterkas [soldiers’ shirts] and wore caps. The Empress, her daughters and the others followed him. Yurovsky, his assistant and the two above-mentioned members of the Extraordinary Commission accompanied them. I was also present. During my presence none of the Tsar’s family asked any questions. They did not weep or cry. Having descended the stairs to the first floor, we went out into the court, and from there to the second door (counting from the gate) we entered the ground floor of the house. When the room (which adjoins the store room with a sealed door) was reached, Yurovsky ordered chairs to be brought, and his assistant brought three chairs. One chair was given to the Emperor, one to the Empress, and the third to the heir.

Yurovski: Having gone down to the room (At the entrance to the room, on the right there was a very wide window), I ordered them to stand along the wall. Obviously, at that moment they did not imagine what awaited them. Alexandra Feodrovna said “There are not even chairs here.” Nicholas was carrying Alexei. He stood in the room with him in his arms. Then I ordered a couple of chairs. On one of them, to the right of the entrance, almost in the corner, Alexandra Feodrovna sat down. The daughters and Demidova stood next to her, to the left of the entrance. Beside them Alexei was seated in the armchair. Behind him Dr. Botkin, the cook and the others stood. Nicholas stood opposite Alexei. At the same time I ordered the men to go down and to be ready in their places when the command was given. Nicholas had put Alexei on the chair and stood in such a way, that he shielded him. Alexei sat in the left corner from the entrance, and so far as I can remember, I said to Nicholas approximately this: His royal and close relatives inside the country and abroad were trying to save him, but the Soviet of Workers’ Deputies resolved to shoot them. He asked “What?” and turned toward Alexei. At that moment I shot him and killed him outright. He did not get time to face us to get an answer. At that moment disorganized, not orderly firing began. The room was small, but everybody could come in and carry out the shooting according to the set order. But many shot through the doorway. Bullets began to ricochet because the wall was brick. Moreover, the firing intensified when the victims shouts arose. I managed to stop the firing but with great difficulty. A bullet, fired by somebody in the back, hummed near my head and grazed either the palm or finger (I do not remember) of somebody. When the firing stopped, it turned out that the daughters, Alexandra Feodrovna and, it seems, Demidova and Alexei too, were alive. I think they had fallen from fear or maybe intentionally, and so they were alive. Then we proceeded to finish the shooting. (Previously I had suggested shooting at the heart to avoid a lot of blood). Alexei remained sitting petrified. I killed him. They shot the daughters but did not kill them. Then Yermakov resorted to a bayonet, but that did not work either. Finally they killed them by shooting them in the head.

Netrebin: The shooting was complete chaos. Vyrubova [sic] tried to protect herself with the pillows. After the first shots, I saw Alexei frozen in his chair, and his ashen face was covered with his father’s blood as he sat there, unmoving in terror. One of the younger daughters died when she was shot in the back. Comrade Ermakov finished off a daughter by stabbing her in the chest over and over, and I remember Comrade Yurovsky shooting Tatiana in front of me; her head seemed to explode in a shower of blood and brains. The scene was sickening: the room was chaos, with blood and body fluids and brains all over the floor, and several comrades got sick at the sight. Thus ended the Dynasty of Romanov.

18 7 / 2014

teatimeatwinterpalace:

17 July 1918 - Nicholas II and his family along faithful servants are murdered by the Bolsheviks

' A year shall come for Russia of dread things
When in the dust shall fall the crown of kings.
The mob shall loathe what once they loved,
While blood and death
Shall be the people’s daily bread.

Mikhail Lermontov (1814-1841). “Prophecy”

18 7 / 2014

teatimeatwinterpalace:

Empress Alexandra Feodorovna last entry in her diary

16 July 1918

Irina’s 23 B.D.
11° Tuesday
Grey morning, later lovely sunshine. Baby has a slight cold. All went out 1/2 hour in the morning, Olga and I arranged our medicines. Tatiana read.
3.00. Spir Reading. They went out, Tatiana stayed with me and we read : Bk. of the Pr. Amos and Pr. Obadiah. Tatted. Every morning the Command. comes to our rooms, at last after a week brought eggs again for Baby
8.00. Supper
Suddenly Lyonka Sednyov was fetched to go and see his Uncle and flew off - wonder whether its true and we shall see the boy again !
Played Bezique with Nicholas.
10.30. to bed. 15 degree.

17 July 1918

18 7 / 2014

tiny-librarian:

With the first shot, Trupp turned from the execution squad toward the northeastern corner of the room; two bullets, fired in rapid sucession, struck his left thigh, shattering his femur and breaking his leg. Unable to stand, Krupp crumpled to his knees; seeing him beneath the thick layer of smoke, one of the executioners in the first row took aim, firing a bullet into the right side of his head. Smashing through his skull, it killed him instantly.

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Kharitonov, standing against the northern wall, was hit with several bullets at once, the force so powerful, Yurovsky recalled, that he “sat down and died.”

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When Yurovsky entered the room, he saw Botkin, covered in blood, leaning on his right arm as he tried to raise himself from the floor. He stepped across the pile of blood spreading from the emperor’s body, held his Mauser close to Botkin’s head, and pulled the trigger. The bullet ripped through the doctor’s head, exiting out the lower right side of his skull, its force slamming his body against the floor in a shower of gore.
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Yurovsky and Ermakov had reached the open door to the corridor when, as Kudrin recalled, “something white moved in the corner.” It was Anna Demidova, who had fallen in a faint after being shot in the leg. ‘Thank God!” she screamed. “God has saved me!” She tried to get to her feet, but Ermakov, bayonet held high, reached her, swinging out in delirium. “She grabbed it with her hands,” Kabanov remembered, “screaming and crying.” With her hands sliced to ribbons and unable to defend herself, finally she, too, fell still.

The Fate of the Romanovs - Greg King and Penny Wilson