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frostedroyaltea · 1 year

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Summer Days

The summer sun beat down on the back of Piotr’s neck and he wiped the gathering sweat away with the back of his hand. He wiped his forehead with his sleeve and glared down at the inventory sheet he was holding.

He had no idea why Anatoly and Vladimir decided they all needed to do inventory on a day like this. Especially stuffed in stuffy closets and warehouses that had no conditioning what’s so ever. Vladimir still refused to let them open the windows. Yes, opening and closing them was a pain, especially in the warehouse they were currently in. but it would be worth it, Piotr had argued to Vladimir who stubbornly refused to give in.

Piotr silently cursed his and Sergei’s big headedness as he signed he name at the bottom of the sheet when he finally got to the last item. Maybe he could convince Anatoly to make Vladimir see reason when he got there to make sure everything was running smoothly.

He left the stuffy closet, accidentally shutting it too hard and slamming it. He ignored Vladimir’s “hey!” that came from the air conditioned office and stalked over to the rows and rows of shelves that were on his next sheet. He wished Aslan was here. Then they could complain about their boss together.

He wiped his forehead again then rubbed his face with one hand, sighing. The heat seemed stuck in his lungs and the dust in the air coated his mouth and throat, practically choking him. Piotr glared down at the paper. The words were starting to blur together and he squinted to make sense of them.

He rubbed his eyes with one hand to try to clear them. He dropped the papers to the ground to put a hand on the shelves to steady himself, suddenly feeling weak and nauseous. His ears were ringing, he couldn’t hear anything, and had no way to know if someone noticed.

He opened his mouth today something, call for help, but nothing came out. His vision when black and he dropped.

Piotr woke to several blurry faces above him and his head, embarrassingly, in someone’s lap. He blinked and his vision cleared. “Hey, hey,” Anatoly said. Piotr blinked. He wasn’t sure how long Anatoly had been here, how long he had been unconscious for. “You’re okay. You’re okay.” It took him a second to realize he was trembling.

“What happened?” Piotr managed to ask.

“You passed out,” Anatoly said. “I saw you when I was walking in.” He took a cloth someone, Dmitri, handed to him and put it on Piotr’s forehead. “You were only out for a few seconds luckily.” He combed a hand through Piotr’s hair and Piotr leaned until the touch before he remembered where he was. “Vladimir called an ambulance,” Anatoly said, annoyance edging his voice. “He and Sergei are trying to figure out what they’re going to tell them.”

The paramedics, thankfully, did not ask any questions about the contents of the warehouse. That, however, did not mean they wouldn’t report them so Vladimir and Sergei said they’d be “taking care of it.” Anatoly told them not to hurt them.

Piotr ended up not going to the hospital. The paramedics, thankfully, didn’t press him to. They just said to call or have someone drive him if he felt he needed to go.

Anatoly finally allowed him to sit up when they left him and then insisted on helping him to the office. Once there he laid down on the couch they had for when Vladimir and Sergei worked long hours and nights. He closed his eyes and let out a breath. It was still too hot.

#anatoly ranskahov #vladimir ranskahov #sergei #aslan #dmitri #piotr #veles taxi #daredevil #passing out #fainting #heat exhaustion #dmitry #also on ao3 #fanfic

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anxiousnerdwritings · 1 year

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What are some of the DC or marvel characters do you wanna write more about?

These are just the ones I can think of off the top of my head but there are plenty of others I would love to eventually get to.

DC Characters

Midnighter/Lucas Trent

Apollo/Andrew Pulaski

Blue Beetle/Ted Kord

Booster Gold/Michael Carter

Inertia/Thaddeus Thawne

Black Canary/Dinah Lance

Talia al Ghul

Ra’s al Ghul

Punchline/Alexis Kaye

Wally West

Bart Allen

Starfire/Kory Anders

Blackfire

Superboy-Prime

Lady Shiva

Cheshire

Power Girl/Karen Starr

Darkseid

Brainiac

Two-Face/Harvey Dent

Captain Cold/Leonard Snart

Sinestro

Bane

Green Lantern/Guy Gardner

Green Lantern/Kyle Rayner

Green Lantern/Jessica Cruz

Green Lantern/Simon Baz

Shazam/Billy Bateson

Marvel Characters

Sentry/Robert Reynolds

Ghost Rider/Johnny Blaze

Ghost Rider/Robbie Reyes

Knull

Emma Frost

Cyclops/Scott Summers

Black Cat/Felicia Hardy

Elektra Natchios

Black Bolt

Medusa/Medusalith Amaquelin

Franklin Richards

Legion/David Haller

Any of the Symbiotes

Starfox/Eros

Silver Surfer/Norrin Radd

Matthew Malloy

Daredevil/Mathew Murdock

Shadowcat/Kitty Pryde

Rogue/Anna-Marie

Gambit/Remy LeBeau

Silk/Cindy Moon

X-23/Laura Kinney

Havok/Alex Summers

Polaris/Lorna Dane

Vulcan/Gabriel Summers

Angel/Warren Worthington III

Iceman/Bobby Drake

Dazzler/Alison Blaire

Colossus/Piotr Rasputin

Magic/Illyana Rasputina

Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner

Madelyne Pryor

Mister Sinister/Nathaniel Essex

X-Man/Nate Grey

Daken/Akihiro

Psylocke/Betsy Braddock

#anxious answers #yandere marvel #yandere dc #yandere characters

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ao3feed-thundershield · 2 years

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geyser’s kinktober 2022

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/PviTUSx

by g3y_ser

my kinktober 2022 fic!

here are the days and the kinks I plan on doing: day 1: body swap (matt murdock x frank castle) day 2: stuck in wall (wade wilson x logan howlett) day 3: exhibitionism (steve rogers x thor odinson) day 4: spanking day 5: uniform day 6: deepthroating day 7: roleplay day 8: size difference day 9: hate/angry sex day 10: praise kink day 11: sleepy sex day 12: formal wear day 13: licking day 14: bath/shower day 15: masturbation day 16: accidental stimulation day 17: breast worship day 18: cock worship day 19: glove kink day 20: phone sex day 21: A/B/O day 22: thigh riding day 23: cockwarming day 24: vanilla day 25: breast-fucking day 26: cock ring day 27: aftercare day 28: almost getting caught day 29: sixty nine day 30: against a wall day 31: wild cardddd

Words: 3723, Chapters: 3/31, Language: English

Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel (Comics), Daredevil (TV), The Punisher (TV 2017), X-Men - All Media Types

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M, Multi

Characters: Frank Castle, Matt Murdock, Thor (Marvel), Stephen Strange, Steve Rogers, Hulk (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Blackagar Boltagon, Reed Richards, Wade Wilson, Logan (X-Men), Piotr Rasputin

Relationships: Frank Castle/Matt Murdock, Logan/Wade Wilson, Steve Rogers/Thor

Additional Tags: Bodyswap, Smut, Kinktober, Anal Sex, stuck in wall, Exhibitionism, Spanking, Body Worship, Nipple Play, Uniform Kink, Uniforms, Deepthroating, Roleplay, Explicit Sexual Content, Sexual Roleplay, Size Difference, Size Kink, Praise Kink, Angry Sex, Hate Sex, Sleepy Sex, Licking, Bathroom Sex, Bath Sex, Shower Sex, Masturbation, Mutual Masturbation, Accidental Voyeurism, Accidental Stimulation, Breast Worship, Cock Worship, Large Cock, Glove Kink, Phone Sex, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Knotting, Breeding, Cock Warming, Cock Rings, Vanilla, Vanilla Kink, Breast Fucking, almost getting caught, Aftercare, Against a Wall, Rough Sex, 69 (Sex Position)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/PviTUSx

#thundershield #stevethor #thorsteve #thor #steve rogers #captain america #avengers #mcu #the avengers #ao3

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3justjayy3 · 1 year

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All the different character in my marvel universe so far :)

Daredevil, ant-man, namor

There isn’t much on these guys, daredevil patrols Hell’s Kitchen. Namor is king of Atlantis. Ant-man is hank pym, he doesn’t have a partner yet

The Eel and The spot. Common enemies to the likes of Spider-Man and daredevil

The eel’s suit is made mostly from diving equipment cause it’s cool fight me about it

The spot’s power is actively eating him alive

The Incredible Hulk and absorbing man!

The hulk has tech on him created by banner to monitor gamma levels and I think that’s neat

Well if it isn’t the first class of X-Men

Scott summers: Cyclops. Piotr Rasputin: Colossus. Hisako Ichiki: Armor. Warren Worthington III: Angel. John Allerdyce: Pyro

Of course they all attend Xavier’s school for gifted youngsters, but there are some other teachers we’ll need to meet eventually

Well if it isn’t Dr. spectrum, currently on a mission from general Ross to hunt down the monster orrgo

Well if it isn’t Peter Parker, Spider-Man and also the lizard. Not much to say except Peter is still in his sophomore year of high school at this point

Also sandman and swarm, man this spider guys got his work cut out for him

Ah yes if it isn’t the black panther protecting his vibranium from the villain venomm… but something seems off about the panther… can’t quite tell what

And that’s all so far. Along with the human torch post that is. But hopefully you will all enjoy learning of this world I have created

I will also be using the Jayy Marvel tag for all posts in this universe

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ao3feed-fratt · 2 years

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geyser’s kinktober 2022

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/Vo2rywg

by g3y_ser

my kinktober 2022 fic!

here are the days and the kinks I plan on doing:

day 1: body swap

day 2: stuck in wall

day 3: exhibitionism

day 4: spanking

day 5: uniform

day 6: deepthroating

day 7: roleplay

day 8: size difference

day 9: hate/angry sex

day 10: praise kink

day 11: sleepy sex

day 12: formal wear

day 13: licking

day 14: bath/shower

day 15: masturbation

day 16: accidental stimulation

day 17: breast worship

day 18: cock worship

day 19: glove kink

day 20: phone sex

day 21: A/B/O

day 22: thigh riding

day 23: cockwarming

day 24: vanilla

day 25: breast-fucking

day 26: cock ring

day 27: aftercare

day 28: almost getting caught

day 29: sixty nine

day 30: against a wall

day 31: wild cardddd

Words: 1081, Chapters: 1/31, Language: English

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M, Multi

Characters: Frank Castle, Matt Murdock, Thor (Marvel), Stephen Strange, Steve Rogers, Hulk (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Blackagar Boltagon, Reed Richards, Fushiguro Toji, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Wade Wilson, Logan (X-Men), Piotr Rasputin, Kujo Jotaro, Joseph Joestar (JoJo: Battle Tendency), Old Joseph Joestar (JoJo: Battle Tendency)

Relationships: Frank Castle/Matt Murdock

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/Vo2rywg

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Fratt #FrankMatt

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angelaiswriting · 5 years

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Update: Old and New Stories

× A PENNY FOR YOUR THOUGHTS? ×

Hello, my darlings! 💛 I hope you all are well. :)

Before we get into this: I’m tagging the usual people on my lists for the characters/stories mentioned (+ the everything list) under the cut at the end of the post. Feel free to ignore my rambling if you’re not interested!*

First things first, I wanted to apologize for going MIA. It’s been quite a rough and weird period that sucked any motivation about writing out of me. But I am trying to learn how to draw (yep, at the ripe age of 22 HAHA) and I think it’s been slowly charging up my batteries, so hopefully my creativity bank account will be full again real soon.

Now that this is out of the way (I’m the proud, low-maintenance friend that will go any length for others even when I’m not required to, so this took everything I had to type out haha), here are some quick updates:

OLD STORIES

Following @kind-wolf‘s recent reaction to Larisa (Clint Barton x OC), idk, I started working on the fourth part of the series and on Todorovsky’s prequel again (thank you 💛). So, hopefully sooner than we all think, one of these two parts will be out (Todorovsky is half-way written, so maybe this will be the first you’ll read, unless you guys want me to post it after the fourth part, which should be titled Clint).

I sort of started working on the new chapter of The Assistant (Vladimir Ranskahov x reader), too. I still don’t know where this story is going (I mean, the general idea is there, I just lack the details) but I don’t want to worry about it now because I don’t want to risk kicking myself into another writer’s block again.

As always, suggestions with anything you’d like to see in my stories (TA most of all) are more than welcome! So if you want to see any idea in particular come to life in one of the chapters, I’m literally just a message away.

NEW STORY (ONLY IF YOU’RE INTERESTED). @sweetvengeancee and @kellydixon01 already know about this, but I was thinking about working on a Vladimir Ranskahov AU about his daughter (where she might end up with Piotr) ? And there’s no Matt Murdock/no superhero in general ? Just some nice, enjoyable mafia world with our favorite Russian criminals ? Would any of you be interested? Chapter one is already done if you want to read it before saying whether you’re in for another (slow) series if you don’t want to take a leap in the dark. Just hmu

Please, I’m begging you, don’t throw rocks at me, I already know I’m terrible HAHAHA but feel free to give me feedback about any of the ideas I wrote here if you want :) I’m not making promises on anything because I’m not sure I’m exactly in the right situation to do so, but yeah, these are the ideas I’ve been having.

If anyone wants to be tagged in future updates bc you’re interested, just let me know.

Angela x

@idhrenniel @saibh29 @fuckthatfeeling @aya-fay @pebblesz892 @mblaqgi @queenoftheunderdark @flowers-in-your-hayr

* I don’t know if you guys still read the stories you signed up for or still follow me in general (I’m a difficult person, I know, and I go MIA a lot, I’m sorry haha my mind is what it is), but in case you want to be removed from the list(s), just DM me, no hard feelings :)

#angelaiswriting #writing update #personal update #vladimir ranskahov #The Assistant #clint barton #piotr daredevil

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faetalwords · 6 years

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some HCs about the bois supporting their S/O when they’re having health problems? 💞

Neither Vladimir or Anatoly were really sick as kids. Vladimir was prone to colds when he was extremely young and Anatoly would occasionally catch something ever few years but in all they don’t have much experience in caretaking.

If it was a cold or flu Anatoly is your best bet to actually get yourself feeling better. He’d hang around and sit with you on the couch, supplying you with soup, crackers, and gatorade.

Vladimir is functionally useless except as a heater/pillow. He sends everyone else on supply runs while he stays in the house and keeps you wrapped in blankets or rubbing your back.

Sergei is basically a dad, even if you weren’t in a relationship with him he’s the one constantly checking in and actually knows some home remedies.

Piotr is worse than Vladimir. He was always sick as a kid and unless it’s his little sister he just, clocks out. He’ll bring things over and sit across the room but that’s about all you get out of him.

If it’s something serious the Brothers are very similar in their reactions. First is to offer support, holding you close and assuring you it’s going to be alright before every resource at their disposal to get you feeling your best.

Any of the boys would be right by your side for any doctor/hospital visit. Now- you get my OCs.

Roman is grade A care taking material. His sisters made sure he grew up learning about taking care of others and after his daughter was born he had a fair amount of practice between the flur, colds, and stomach bugs.

He’ll stay by your side, wet compress for your fever and a three times too large sweatshirt so you can at least move around some instead of being forced under four blankets.

Vitali is out of depth with taking care of anyone else but he’s prepared to try and he’ll do his best to keep a smile on your face through whatever it is that is making you feel down.

#daredevil #headcanons #ocs #roman kasyanov #vitali belikov #vladimir ranskahov #marvel netflix #anatoly ranskahov #marvel #segei daredevil #piotr daredevil #12monkees

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theranskahovs · 6 years

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Haunted *Piotr x Reader*

A/N: this is based on this post

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Ghosts and entities were a familiar topic for you. You’d had enough experience with them to be able to tell when they were around, and when you came home one day you could tell something was definitely here.

You waited for a few days to see what needed to be done, in a wary coexistence with whatever decided to visit you for a bit.

You’d wracked your brain trying to figure out why they’d joined you out of the blue. You hadn’t bought any used furniture or objects lately; you didn’t go anywhere out of the usual; no one close to you had died; you didn’t forget to close your circle. Hell, you just changed your rock salt containers around the apartment, what did this thing want?

They didn’t seem to be aggressive, aside from some light wandering at night. For days you’d asked what they wanted, and on the fourth day of wondering you kept seeing and getting the word benevolent. Happy at the breakthrough, you lit a candle and brought out your pendulum.

“Alright bud, you know the deal. Let’s do right or clockwise for yes, and left or counterclockwise for no. Ready?” You paused, the candle flickering manically. “Show me no.”

Feebly, the pendulum moved left. “Can you show me yes?” Slightly stronger, it swings right.

You smile to the air, “You’ve been telling me about benevolence a lot lately. Are you benevolent?”

There’s a pause, and your hand is steady as it moves clockwise. “That’s good to know, I was getting worried. I’d like to know why you’re here.”

“Did you follow me from somewhere?” No.

“Did you end up here during my casting?” No.

“Did we know each other in this life?” No.

What else could it possibly be doing here? “Are you here for a reason?” Yes.

You take in a big breath, at least you’re getting somewhere. “Do you need help crossing?” No.

“Are you here to teach me something?” Yes.

“A life lesson?” The pendulum doesn’t move and the candle stills. You wait, watching for a flicker of the flame. Nothing moves.

You set the pendulum down and blow the candle out. “You could’ve said goodbye first.”

•

You’d been watching closely for signs the entity was harmful. Nothing bad happened, but you did realize they were a little shit. Whenever you needed something, the item would disappear and show up once you’d forgotten about it.

You also noticed that whenever you did spells, they’d be there. They must’ve not known much about witchcraft in their lifetime, because they always watched you closely. You suspected they even helped a bit, providing energy when they could.

When you’d be studying and forgot to make dinner, your cupboards would be open when you’d leave your room, or some kind of food would have fallen out, almost like they were reminding you to eat. Whenever you’d hear their wandering at night, you’d ask them politely to stop and they would. The whispering or voices you’d hear always stopped when you talked back, as if they were just lonely.

After a while, you fell into a routine like normal again. The ghost was welcome to share your space with you, permitted they acted benevolently.

•

While your ghost encounters were happening, you’d begun to talk with Piotr, and eventually started dating him.

One day you invited him over for the first time, and you weren’t sure if you should mention the ghost or not.

When you let him in, he instantly tensed up, but didn’t mention anything. It took him a few weeks before he finally talked to you about it.

“I think your apartment is haunted,” he told you seriously. He didn’t know if you even believed in the supernatural, and was afraid you’d laugh at him for suggesting it.

You couldn’t help it, you laughed. “I know, it’s been around for a few months now.”

Piotr’s shocked. “You knew? You let it stay?!”

“Yeah! It’s nice. Like a roommate.”

Piotr isn’t sure. “It always feel cold and anxious. It felt like I couldn’t breathe.”

“That’s weird, it’s always peaceful with me.”

That wasn’t all you noticed. When Piotr would come over, his things would get moved around. When you’d be cuddling with him, he’d jump and tell you about how something pulled his hair or his clothes, or pinched him. He wasn’t wrong, the next day he’d have a strange scratch or a bruise like a fingerprint. You didn’t want to tell him you thought your ghost was getting jealous.

•

Eventually, Piotr started spending the night at your apartment. You’d learned to sleep through the wandering and the voices, but Piotr couldn’t get used to it. In the mornings he’d mention how he’d had terrible nightmares and sleep paralysis.

“I can put up a dream catcher for you or something? I’ve already put agate on the headboard and under the mattress, and salt.”

“No. It needs to go,” he tells you seriously.

“Let me talk to it first. It really is nice, I swear,” you try to reason with Piotr. You start speaking to the ghost, “Please stop giving Piotr a hard time, I don’t want to have to sage you away.”

Piotrs turns to you, “That’s it?”

You smile at him, “Now we wait.”

•

After that, Piotr didn’t mention the ghost anymore. He told you he thought it was gone. But you knew it wasn’t. They still sat with you when you were at your altar, and you still communicated through the pendulum sometimes. You would let Piotr believe the spirit was gone, but in all honesty you didn’t mind having them around.

#something from the counter falls and you sarcastically say; you could at least help with rent. another item falls in defiance #send me headcanons and preferences 👋👋👋#this definitely fits in w the witchy!S/O fics bc im allowed to write some things for me sometimes you hoes.#writing #piotr veselov #piotr kuznetsov #x reader #imagine #piotr daredevil #daredevil imagine #daredevil one shot #daredevil season one

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instantlystrangeimaginellama · 6 years

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Piotr Imagine

Imagine being Piotr’s girlfriend and him trying to live the best life as he can with you after he left the Russian mob. Imagine helping him calm down at night after he wakes up from the images that flash past his eyes when they close. Imagine having a house near the beach with a dog and cat. Imagine the two of you getting married. Imagine after a year of this you tell him you’re pregnant and him being overwhelmed with joy and happiness…

#piotr daredevil #piotr #piotr imagine #daredevil imagines #daredevil #marvel imagine #marvel comics

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zaffyrr · 7 years

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Piotr and Sergei with cats for anon

#daredevil #netflix daredevil #piotr veselov #sergei daredevil #piotr daredevil #I can't draw animals realistically forgive me #I'm really happy with that Piotr one!#my art #terrors art

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oimoi-op · 3 years

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Claire getting kidnapped was fucking stupid. Matt was already going after the Russians so it was 1.) redundant (Vlad and Anatoly had already tried the "kidnapping someone to get to Daredevil" act for somewhat different reasons with the kid two episodes ago) and 2.) very close to the "oh nooooo the female friend/Love Interest of the hero is in trouble!!! will he reach her in time?" which Daredevil is already filled to the brim with throughout the three seasons. We already know how evil the Russians are, beating up a woman ain't shit compared to what they were shown doing in the first episode alone. It wasn't even necessary to get Anatoly going to Fisk because he'd already been portrayed as being worried about Fisk pretty much right after Wesley showed up, so again, it served nothing for the overall plot. The ONLY thing it does it gives Claire a reason to leave the show, but like she doesn't even leave until later and it's because of Matt and not because she got kidnapped.

Anyways I hate this episode's plot and both the Karen/Ben and Fisk/Vanessa subplots were much better and could've had more screentime.

#marvel #mcu #daredevil #marvel's daredevil #i love the ranskahovs but this didn't really contribute their subplot either. the beginning flashback and their conversations did #like you could've omitted this and it would've changed nothing #bc anatoly already had piotr looking for fisk before they even planned on nabbing claire #so anatoly was already gonna die #daredevil rewatch

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magickhajiit · 4 years

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Veles Taxi - Chapter 1

Hi fellow humans. I’ve just started writing recently and this will be my first fanfiction. It centres around the Russian mafia in daredevil and I’ve tagged a few people who I think may be interested. If anyone is interested and wants to continue being tagged please could you tell me in either a comment or message. Thanks xx

The sun has yet to rise above the city when Vladimir gets the news. Waking from a fretful sleep, he reaches out a hand almost knocking over a lamp in the process of stopping the relentless blare of his mobile. A gruff greeting is snapped before he falls silent listening to the Russian words on the line. The words take a moment to register in his sleep ridden mind, before he’s moving around his apartment and out the door, the tight hold on his keys causing small indents on the inside of his roughened palm.

Within minutes a taxi hastens down the unoccupied roads, tattooed knuckles clutch the steering wheel in a vice-like grip. Each turn becomes more erratic until somehow, without mishap, the vehicle takes a sharp left turn into a rundown garage. At first glance, the everyday scene seems to greet Vladimir. Yellow taxis are lined up ready for tomorrow’s work whilst a few of his men wander, either talking distractedly or doing the odd repair job. The only blot on the otherwise normal scene is a man standing further off, his hands nervously wringing together. Vladimir quickly identifies him as Piotr. He’s the image of pure anxiety with his left foot tapping a fast-paced beat against the stone floor as he waits for Vladimir to get out of the car.

“In here", between Piotr’s worn voice and the dark circles around his eyes, Vladimir is reminded to give him a few days off work whether or not he wants them. Piotr leads Vladimir through the nearby door and corridors passing the deserted break rooms in favour of entering one of the unused offices.

His men tense in anticipation as he enters the room. Vladimir’s eyes are instantly drawn to their new prisoner. He’s young, only around seventeen, his scrawny body quakes beneath a bloodstained hoodie. The source of the blood is evident from behind as the crimson substance sluggishly trickles down his head, matting dark hair in the process. Opposite him, Sergei, Vladimir’s second in command stands tall, fists curled up in obvious agitation. Semyon stands nearby, leaning on the wall half-hidden in the shadows seemingly uninterested in the endless questioning. Vladimir knows Semyon better though, he knows Semyon thrives off intel, he’s not an official thief in law like most of Vladimir’s subordinates he’s a hired hitman paid in information. The strongest currency of the underworld.

Seemingly sensing their presence, the boy’s head rises up and wide brown eyes glance at Vladimir for a few moments before recognition filters across them and he drops his gaze down towards the aged desk where his wrists are bound tightly together. Smirking at the boy’s obvious terror Vladimir strolls across the room letting his blazer fall across the back of a chair. Before rolling up his shirt’s sleeves letting the captive view the stark markings inked upon pale skin. Markings that were earned through blood. Markings of a killer.

“Said anything yet?” Vladimir spoke easily in their native language trying to keep their prisoner out of the loop.

“Not yet.” Unsurprisingly Sergei was less than impressed with the guest’s reticence; three hours till his next shift there was little point in returning home for some much-needed rest. Vladimir glanced at the boy again. His head was tilted down in a pathetic attempt to avoid the notice of the four monsters in the room. Vladimir’s lip didn’t curl up as it often did when a victim would be easy to break and there was no mockery in his next words.

“He will.”

Posting this was the scariest thing I’ve ever done and I’m willing to admit it gave me a slight adrenaline rush ;) I’m not a big fan of the start but I think it gets better further along. It’s called Veles taxi because I’m not creative enough to come up with something better. I’ll probably change it at some point.

Hope nobody minds that I’ve tagged them. I’ve had someone edit this but please fee free to tell me if we’ve missed any mistakes or if parts of it don’t make sense. Next chapter here

@angelaiswriting @faetxlity @native-snowflake @pietromcximoff @faetalwords @zaffyrr @12monkees @sugasugayoongi-blog @brucespurplebuttons @this-is-not-how-i-die @vandaline @fluffy-milkk @artepetart @crownkillers @prncediana @please-unfollow-this-blog @puppies-and-pebs @imsorryimlate @hazumonster

#daredevil #daredevil season 1 #semyon markov #savedaredevil #vladimir ranskahov #anatoly ranskahov #sergei malikov #piotr veselov #oc #daredevil oc #posting this was scary #russian mafia #veles #veles taxi #fanfiction #daredevil fanfiction #fanfiction writing #fanfiction writer

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frostedroyaltea · 4 years

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since I added a lot more and I edited and the format was kinda weird and I am reposting this. enjoy!

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among us - russian mafia bros play among us

A door slammed against the wall, startling Felix from his sleep. He scowled in the direction of the door. “What do you want?”

“Lixa!” He groaned. “Were you asleep?”

“Yes.” He rubbed his eyes and groaned again. “Urg.”

“What?”

“My eyes hurt.”

“Why would they be hurting?”

“I fell asleep with my contacts again.” Felix swiped at his computer screen. Nothing. He frowned. He tried the power on his computer. Still nothing. Dead. He sighed and plugged it back in.

“So.” Ivan sat in the chair next to his. “Why is it that whenever I come to visit you’re sleeping? I thought Grisha didn’t like slackers.”

“I was working. I was waiting for some things to download and it was taking too long so I was watching a show… And then forgot about work. Anyway-” Felix spun in the chair to face Ivan “-what do you want?”

“So there’s this new game-”

“Vanya I have work,” Felix said and he gestured to the still blank monitor.

“Hmm.” Ivan peered closer. “Computer still looks dead. So we can play.”

“Fine. What is it?”

“It’s called Among Us. It’s people on a spaceship and they get to kill each other and then the other people try to figure out who the murderers are.”

“Where do I get it?”

“On your phone.”

The game was quick to download. As soon as Felix had it up Ivan thrust his own phone at him and told him to put in the code. “So. How do I know if I’m a murderer or not?”

“If you’re imposter you kill people. If you aren’t you try not to die and try to find out who the imposter is.”

“Seems simple enough,” Felix said to himself.

He died almost immediately. The computer was back and alive and he went back to downloading what Vladimir needed and looking for a way to contact an old ally. The search came up empty and he looked back at the game. The ghosts were currently in the chat yelling at the imposter. Felix felt he could relate.

“You die yet?” he asked Ivan.

“Never,” Ivan said in a low voice. “I. Will. Not. Lose.”

“...You must really like this game.”

Ivan must’ve introduced the game to some of the others because the next day they were arguing about it when Felix walked in. Grisha was staring from the doorway to his office. “Why,” he said, looking like he was staring off into the distance. He looked at Felix. “How does this always happen?”

Felix just shrugged and continued his search through the of the internet.

On their way back to the safehouse a group of, they were kids really, stopped them. There were ten of them to their eight.

“Move,” Vladimir barked.

“Make us,” own of them taunted. Vladimir glared at him and he faltered under the weight of the stare. “This is Irish territory. Go somewhere else,” he said weakly.

One of the other, bigger, ones shoved his way forward. “This is why Maeve put me in charge.” He puffed his chest out and stared at Vladimir. “You have to go somewhere else! This is irish territory now.” He stuck his chin up and grinned triumphantly.

Vladimir took a step forward. “Since when.”

“Since last week. Now go! Maeve doesn’t want any uhh. Uhh. Gop-”

“Alright.” Vladimir walked up to their leader and stared down at him. “I’ve had enough. Get out of here. Go home.”

“Or else what ?”

Vladimir narrowed his eyes and glared down at him. “Do you want to find out?” He crossed his arms and tapped his foot.

The kid eyed him, swallowed and took a step back. “There’s more of us than you .”

“Listen kid-”

Somehow one of them had snuck off without their notice. Ivan yelped and they turned to look at him. He had one of the kids by their hood and was holding a switchblade in his other hand. “Kid tried to stab me,” he said and he shook the kid roughly. The kid look close to tears and they let out a whimper as they tried to sneak away and Ivan tightened his hold.

“You listen here,” Ivan all but snarled. “You stay out of here. Don’t do shit like this. You can get killed.” Ivan shook them again. “Do you understand?”

The kid whimpered a ‘yes’ and scampered away as soon as Ivan relaxed his hold. Most scattered after that, leaving in groups of twos and threes.

While their peers left three rather bold, rather stupid, kids still held their ground. They quickly left after being starred down but not before one of them managed to get Felix with his knife.

There was a clattering on the fire-escape above them and all of them looked up. Matt was standing there, in his old black attire. “Must you all be getting into fights on my doorstep?”

“Sorry Motya,” Vladimir said.

“Someone’s bleeding. You had better come in.

“Through the door ,” he added after Vladimir made for the fire-escape. “I’ll let you in.”

“I know,” Ivan said after they had settled on the couches and had been introduced to Matt’s friends and thoroughly threatened not to hurt them, “we could play Among Us.”

“Your awfully good at that,” Foggy commented, eyeing Piotr stitching the cut on Felix’s chest.

“Thanks. I work with a bunch of idiots. Can you believe,” he nudged Vladimir with his foot, “this one thought it would be a good idea to dump vodka on an open wound? A bunch of tupitsy all of them.”

“Rude,” Vladimir said and punched Piotr’s arm.

Felix yelped when the needle jabbed him painfully. “Sorry,” Piotr soothed. He glared at Vladimir and kicked him. “Don’t do that. That’s why you get called ‘tupitsa’.”

“Did you make a game?” Felix asked through gritted teeth. He screwed his eyes shut at a particularly painful stitch.

“Yeah.”

The rest of them, excluding Piotr and Vladimir who was put in a ‘timeout’ by Piotr, got on, to Ivan and Felix’s surprise. Ivan picked his way through them quickly until the very end when he was inevitably voted out when he was slipping.

Several games later Matt, Foggy, and Karen were invested in the outcomes of their numerous rounds. They had been given food and drinks and seemed inclined to stay as long they’d be allowed.

Another game was started after a rather sloppy one that resulted in arguments over what rules should be made specifically for the players involved. Their ‘discussion’ came to no such argument so another game was started.

"Vanya," Felix grumbled, "stop following me and do your tasks."

"I am. I guess they're in the same direction."

"Uh-huh." Felix looked over at Ivan's phone and narrowed his eyes. "Why is your name red?"

"Oh Lixa," Ivan said sweetly, "you don't have your glasses on. You must have seen it wrong.” Ivan twisted around and turned the screen away. Felix scowled.

"I found my contacts liar ." Felix looked back down at his phone and his mouth dropped open as he watched Ivan kill him. It dropped lower when he watched Ivan report it.

"You see who did it?" Piotr asked.

"No. I just saw the long tongue thing impale him," Ivan said.

"That is not- "

"Shh." Ivan pressed a finger to Felix’s lips and Felix blinked and stared down at him. "You're a ghost so you can't talk."

"That wasn't a rule when you died last round."

"Scream into the void," Aslan said. He looked at Felix's phone. "Was that you who died?"

"Yes. You should know this. It shows our names on screen. Anyway, Ivan is not being fair."

"Quit pouting," Piotr chastised. "So the rules changed. It's not that big a deal."

"You don't think it's suspicious he made that rule after I died and he's the one who reported it?"

"No. Why?"

Felix blinked. "Of course not," he grumbled.

"Someone just killed me!" Anatoly yelled. It seemed only Felix noticed the faint smirk on Ivan's lips.

"Now you can't talk Tolya," Piotr said and he smirked. Anatoly scowled.

"I say we need to do an emergency meeting," Vladimir said.

The meeting did not come to a final conclusion and Vladimir found himself gawping at his phone. His character was lying there, beheaded.

He opened his mouth to say something but Piotr shushed him. "No talking Blondie."

Aslan and Sergei shared a look. They looked at Dmitri. Sergei called another meeting.

While the meeting was going on Anatoly, Felix, and Vladimir raged in the chat about the unfairness of it all. All three came to the conclusion Piotr was very much "sus" as the kids would put it. Very much sus indeed.

"Hey!" Ivan cried as he watched his character being thrown out of the spaceship.

"I knew it!" Felix shouted.

"Shut up Ghost," Sergei said. "And sit back down. You almost knocked the food and my drink on the floor.

"Of course you say your drink. What about other people's drinks?"

"I mentioned the others food didn't I-"

"Maybe we should be more concerned about the stitches he almost pulled out," Piotr said and he sniffed. "Again. For the third time actually."

"I'm sorry- "

"You all are very competitive about this aren't you," Matt said.

"These people are cheating," Vladimir whined, though he later profusely denied it. "Make them stop."

"I don't know. Foggy, should I?"

"Nah. It's pretty entertaining."

"I'll say," Karen said, and she lifted her drink in their direction.

"What the hell! Who killed me!?" Dmitri whipped his head around and scowled at the remaining players.

Piotr stared back nonchalantly. He pointed at Aslan.

"Rude," Dmitri growled at Aslan. "I thought we were supposed to be teammates!"

"We are! I didn't kill you!"

"That's exactly what you'd say if you did kill me!"

"I didn't!"

"I don't know," Piotr drawled. "Seems pretty sus to me."

Ivan let out a drawn out breath. "Please don't say sus. You're too old."

"Sus sus sus sus sus," Sergei chanted and Aslan cuffed him on the head.

"Knock that off. You're the reason we're banned from using internet words."

"That's another reason," Felix said. "You say stuff like that."

"Guys!" Dmitri shouted. "Would you stop fighting already! Piotr has killed you both already!"

Sergei and Aslan looked down at phones heads and stared in horror at the glowing red 'defeated'.

Piotr and Ivan both cheered loudly. "Again!" Ivan shouted and he was immediately shot down.

"I've had enough," Vladimir said. "You both always gang up on everyone. Even if you aren't imposter you team up with them and end up voting them off."

"Well you better find yourself a teammate than spoilsport," Piotr said. He patted Vladimir on the shoulder. "You're losing your game Voldoya."

"I'll show you losing your game," Vladimir growled and he lunged at him.

"Hey! Enough of that! Not in the house!"

Vladimir sat back down almost sheepishly. "Sorry, Motya."

"You've really mellowed him," Piotr told Matt and Vladimir stood up again.

"I'll show you mellowed-"

"How about we call it a night," Foggy said. "I think we've had enough of all-" he waved a hand "-this."

"Foggy," Karen said as she stood, "is right. Good night everyone." She waved goodbye as she left and a chorus of goodbyes followed her as she shut the door.

"Goodnight everyone," Foggy said, and he too left.

Piotr insisted he check Felix's stitches again and Felix let him with a sigh.

"You all staying or going?" Matt asked.

"Leaving," Aslan, Dmitri, and Sergei all said. They left and said they'd be waiting for Piotr by the car.

"You," Piotr pointed a finger at Felix, "don't leave yet. Wait until Matt or Claire or I says it's fine."

"Fine dad," Felix said with a roll of his eyes.

"Vanya. Same goes for you."

"But-" Ivan whined.

"No but's. Tolya is going to stay here-"

"Uhh, since when?" Matt asked.

"Why do I have to play babysitter," Anatoly huffed.

"Because I said so and because the rest of you are hopeless at being responsible. Goodnight." He spun on his heels and left before any protests could be made.

Matt sighed in exasperation. "Let's go, I guess." Vladimir stood and followed him into his room.

Somehow Ivan ended up curled around Felix on one of two couches. Felix was horrified to realize Ivan was now at least as tall as him.

"Who knew members of the mafia could be so cuddly." Felix cracked an eye open and closed it when he saw it was Foggy.

"I did," Matt said.

"Shut up," Vladimir said weakly.

"I let him do it because he's warm and I'm cold," Felix mumbled.

The arm around Felix's waist tightened. "No," Ivan mumbled. "You love me."

"Do I?"

"Jerk."

"Brat."

"You haven't shoved me off yet."

"You're warm. I'm cold."

"Mhmm. Deny it all you want. But I know the ~truth~."

"He isn't wrong Lixa," Anatoly said.

Traitor," Felix grumbled. "What time is it?"

"Noon."

"What!?" He sat off and Ivan fell off the couch with a yelp.

"Relax." Matt walked over and kneeled by the couch. "I should check the stitches."

Said stitches had not been pulled out or messed up since the night before and Matt happily released the Russians out onto the street. He said they could come back as long as they’d be quieter about playing and arguing.

Foggy said it wasn’t likely to happen. Anatoly sighed in agreement and apologized for the lot of them. Both came to the conclusion something similar was likely to happen in the future and they shouldn’t try to stop it.

Matt glared and told them to knock it off, and yes, he would kick them out, and do it gladly. It would be deserved so they couldn’t complain he said. Anatoly agreed with that as well.

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