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lifeonmvrs · 1 month

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sketch dump!!

[Image Description: four digital drawings of different marvel characters. the first drawing is of kazimierz kazimierczak, a.k.a. kazi the clown from the hawkeye 2012 comic by matt fraction and david aja. he is drawn from the bust up. he is staring at the viewer with a piercing gaze, eyebrows raised, and eyes wide open. he is wearing a white coat with a yellow shirt and black tie. the background is a solid greyish turquoise with a bit of white dust.

the second drawing is of clint barton and kate bishop, also from the hawkeye 2012 comic. they are draw from the bust up. clint is wearing a black beanie with a purple H, his hawkeye t-shirt, and a purple front open hoodie. he has two bandages on his face, one on the nose and the other one on his cheek. kate is wearing a purple t-shirt over a long sleeve black t-shirt. clint is looking at kate with an amused expression while she stares back at him with a daring and mischievous one. the background is a solid purple.

the third drawing is of kazi the clown, drawn from the bust up. he is looking directly at the viewer with his eyes wide open and his eyebrows raised. he is wearing the same outfit as in the first drawing. the background is a solid blue with a bit of white dust.

the fourth drawing is of matt murdock, a.k.a. daredevil, drawn from the bust up. he is drawn as in the comics (orange hair and blue eyes). he is wearing a black suit with a white t-shirt and black tie and is smirking. there are devil horns drawn on top of his head. the background is a solid yellow. /end ID]

#sketches from my phone!!#drawing on my phone is so fun bc i know i cant control the lines/brush very well so i don’t have any real expectations for it #a month ago i read hawkeye 2012 by matt fraction and david aja #i love it so much 😭 i’ve been thinking about it soooo much #i’ll do a proper drawing soon (currently working on a kate bishop drawing)#I LOVE KAZI THE CLOWN’S DESIGN??? IT IS SO AAGHHH SO GOOD #AND CLINT AND KATE AND THE TRACKSUIT MAFIA AND THE COMIC’S COLOR PALETTE AND EVERYTHING AAAGGHHH #so good #this comic helped me finish a drawing i had been stuck with for like a month…#it really inspired me and i’ll go into more depth on what i like about the comic when i post that #oh and there’s also matt murdock i guess…#JOKING. I LOVE HIM AS WELL FJSKFKF #he’s so fun to draw and is constantly in my mind as well <3 #hawkeye #hawkeye 2012 #matt fraction #david aja #clint barton #kate bishop #(the better hawkeye)#kazi the clown #matt murdock #daredevil #marvel #fanart #marvel comics #described #has id #digital art #my art

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hunkahulkaaburningfudge · 11 months

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Hawkeye (2012) #1

#hawkeye #clint barton #hawkeye 2012 #matt fraction #david aja #616 clint barton #616 hawkeye #lucky the pizza dog #tracksuit mafia #marvel comics #marvel 616 #hawkeye comics #tracksuit dracula

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rraaaarrl · 2 months

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Some Weirdos (affectionate)

#dogs #greyhound #longboyes #tracksuit mafia #my art #farts and crafts

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tobiasdrake · 10 months

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The Hawkeye show is really odd. Since it adapts the run where Hawkeye is a "Down on his luck, gets no respect hero guy" and in the show he gets more respect than he's ever had in the MCU.

I can understand why they chose the Matt Fraction run of the comics to adapt. It's pretty much the most beloved that a Hawkeye series has ever been. Everyone loves the Matt Fraction run.

But it doesn't work with MCU Clint. That ship sailed when Joss made him a down-to-earth family man with a loving family who serves as the most normal, grounded, and responsible member of the team.

The Fraction arc is driven by Clint being a hapless twenty-something adrift in his own life despite being a talented and highly experienced Avenger. He lives alone in a shitty apartment being besieged by Tracksuits.

And they had to cut out so much to fit in the Ronin and Black Widow stuff. Like, I harped on this a lot in my liveblog, but we never even find out what the Tracksuits do that's so awful. They're just generic Crime Bros.

In the comic this is all based on, the Tracksuits are running a gentrification scheme. They're trying to force people out so they can buy up the neighborhood for cheap, and they've run into the problem that Clint's building is occupied by an Avenger immune to their threats or violence.

And that's complicated. Because even if they can overcome Clint, killing an Avenger invites a level of heat down on their operation that they aren't prepared to deal with. The Tracksuits might be able to kill Clint, but they don't want to provoke retaliation from Iron Man and Thor and the Hulk and such. Clint's friends are more dangerous than theirs.

It's a very messy situation that Clint and the Tracksuits find themselves in.

And we get none of that in the show.

#marvel #marvel cinematic universe #hawkeye #clint barton #tracksuit mafia

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joezy27 · 2 years

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HAWKEYE - Marvel Chums Universe

Art by Stephen Byrne

#Hawkeye #Clint Barton #Kate Bishop #Lucky #Pizza Dog #Tracksuit Mafia #MCU #Marvel Chums Universe #Stephen Byrne #Fan Art #Marvel

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rhfffas · 1 year

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Tracksuit mafia goons, hunted by Kate and Yelena: These gays, they are trying to murder me- (*shot by trick arrow)(*shot by widow bites)(*dramatically fall down)

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justsomeclintasha · 2 years

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(In which the tracksuits are somehow helpful, but still say “bro” a lot.)

Clint trudges home in the rain, jacket pulled tight around his shoulders. The hood has blown off three times already. As it falls again, he sighs and gives up. Almost there.

“Aw, no,” he groans. Three members of the tracksuits are under the canopy for the lower apartments.

“You having a bad day bro?”

“Fighting with your girlfriend bro?”

“I don’t have a girlfriend,” he mumbles, shouldering past. For once, they let him go.

“Sure you do, bro. The redhead. She make you walk home in the rain?”

“That sucks, bro.”

Just before he reaches the stairs, he turns to brush wet strands of hair from his eyes.

“Wait. You think me and Natasha are dating?”

The tracksuits just laugh, as if he asked the funniest question in the world.

XXXXX

Lucky whines as Natasha drops her keys on the kitchen counter. She scratches behind his ears, crouching down to get a better look, and some licks to the face.

“You’re such a good boy, aren’t you?”

And if that doesn’t make his heart do some kind of crazy flutter in his chest. He takes a moment to study her. The way she’s so at ease in his home, around him, all bare feet and loose curls. Her laugh as Lucky rolls over on the floor for belly rubs.

He could get used to this. Yeah, he really could.

“Want to take him to the park?” she asks. He closes his mouth and nods before he can say something stupid.

XXXXX

“Not today, guys. How about you try to fight me for the apartments another time?”

“No fighting right now, bro. Need physical therapy for my wrist. Should be healed up next week.” One of the tracksuits points to a brace on his arm and the other stubs out a cigarette.

“That’s too bad,” Clint says dryly.

“Make up with your girlfriend yet, bro?”

“She’s not my girlfriend, but we’re fine. She’s coming over for pizza tonight.”

“You should kiss her, bro.”

“Maybe you get lucky, bro.”

Clint just laughs, trying to fish his keys out of his pocket and hold a stack of pizza boxes at the same time. Fortunately, nothing ends in disaster.

XXXXX

His favorite episode is halfway over. She sets her plate aside. Without thinking, he brushes a crumb from her lips with his thumb.

She freezes.

“Shit, Nat, sorry.”

Slim fingers close around his wrist as he moves to pull his hand back. He waits. He doesn’t know what it means. She doesn’t either. But he knows what he wants. Searching for any sign of hesitation, he leans in.

“Nat, I-“

“Shut up.”

It’s the longest and shortest kiss of his life. Heat flares in his cheeks as they draw apart. Even she manages to look a bit shy.

“The tracksuits think we’re dating,” he blurts out. She stares at him for a moment and then bursts into laughter, shoulders shaking as she curls into his side.

XXXXX

“Looking happy today, bro.”

“Where you heading, bro?”

Clint grins, turning back towards the door as Natasha steps out. He laces his fingers with hers. The tracksuits look at him with something that resembles pride.

“Just going for breakfast… with my girlfriend.”

#clintasha #clint barton x natasha romanoff #clintasha fanfic #tracksuit mafia

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jmercedesd · 1 year

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YES, TRACKSUIT MAFIA!!! THANK YOU FOR SAYING WHAT I WAS THINKING, CHRISTIAN!

#christian navarro #critical role #cr spoilers #critical role spoilers #chetney pock o'pea #tracksuit mafia #also the goncherov reference Matt made #this has been a gift

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drthrvn · 2 years

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no one will ever troll Marvel and Disney the way that Piotr Adamczyk, who played one of the Tracksuit Mafia members in "Hawkeye", trolled them when in one of the episodes he shouted "KAZI, SPIERDALAMY" which literally means "KAZI, LET'S GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE".

my guy literally cursed in a family friendly Disney+ show and no one realized cause it was in Polish

#marvel #mcu #disney #disney+#hawkeye #hawkeye series #tracksuit mafia

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iamthemain-character · 1 year

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can you do a kazi kazimierczak saving reader (gender neutral) from some thugs?

thank you for requesting, i hope you enjoy it!

Fight for You

kazi kazimierczak x reader

gender neutral pronouns

TW: fighting/mild violence

despite my gif choice this has a happy ending 😅

a/n: i know next to nothing about the inner workings of mafias and i made up the rival mafia, so this might not be the most accurate

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The Tracksuit Mafia had a lot of enemies, which was to be expected. Lots of mafias ran around New York, staking their claim in their individual territories. And Kazi was okay with that for a long time, always trying to get he and his friends out of sticky situations alive, but understanding the danger that came with the job.

And then he fell in love with Y/n.

Like Maya, Y/n had followed their family’s path and joined the mafia. Y/n worked their way up through the various sectors of the Tracksuits until the day that they showed up to work directly with Maya and Kazi.

It had been love at first sight for Kazi, but he ignored it for a while. Workplace romances are hit and miss already, and when your work constantly requires you to put your life on the line you don’t really want to add romance to the mix. But oh how [handsome/beautiful] Y/n was, and Kazi found he just clicked with them. So despite his hesitation, Kazi found himself getting closer to Y/n, but still he kept them at an arm’s length. The two would causally flirt back and forth occasionally, but Kazi swore he would never let it go any further. But still he kept a soft spot in his heart for Y/n.

Recently, The Knives had been doing business within the Tracksuit’s territory, slowly trying to push Kingpin out and establish themselves as the top mafia. Obviously that wasn’t going to happen, and so Y/n and some of the other Tracksuits had been sent to give a ‘warning’ to the Knives.

That had been 4 hours ago, and now Maya watched as Kazi paced the floor of the safe house.

“Why are you so tense.” She signed, a little annoyed but also concerned at her friend’s obvious distress.

“They’ve been gone too long.” Kazi signed back, stopping in his tracks for a moment.

“It’ll be fine, we are stronger than The Knives. Now take a seat or something, you’re going to wear out the floor.”

Kazi didn’t have time to reply, because at that moment some of the men sent on the assignment came bursting through the door. Instantly Kazi and Maya were up, the former translating for the latter as the men rushed with their words.

“The assignment was a bust; The Knives have more numbers than they let on, and we were overwhelmed almost as soon as we entered their hideout. We tried to get everyone back, but they’ve got Ricky, Sylvester, and Y/n.”

Kazi felt his heart drop into his stomach as he realized that those thugs had Y/n. He tried to push away thoughts of all that they could be doing to you to focus on how to get you back. Kazi didn’t care if he had to burn half of New York to do it, he was going to get Y/n back.

6 hours later, the sun was peaking over the horizon as Kazi, Maya, and their reinforcements approached The Knives’ compound. Much like the Tracksuits, the mafia had currently based their operations out of an abandoned building. The old factory was vast, but Kazi had managed to gather enough information about the general layout and where they held hostages.

Quietly the group moved through the building, one of the others taking out the occasional mafia member they came across, but Kazi moved constantly towards Y/n. As he and his small team of men approached the central room, they all heard a clamor coming from the East end. Kazi’s face broke into a smile as he watched Maya’s diversion work, and soon the room was empty except for the main leader, his second in command, and 4 bodyguards. Chained together in the middle were Ricky, Sylvester, and Y/n.

Adrenaline rushed through Kazi at the sight of Y/n’s face, a little battered a bruised, but eyes bright as they looked around to see what was happening. Motioning to his group, they all rushed down the stairs and took on the remaining gang members and their leader.

With every punch, dodge, and shot, all Kazi could think about was getting to Y/n. Bringing them back to safety fueled the man’s movements, making him fight harder and faster than he ever had before. Before long, Maya and the rest of the Tracksuits came into the room, having taken care of the rest of The Knives. The leader, knowing when he was beat, ran away.

Kazi was tempted to go after him, but his real priority was getting you out of the musty factory. They made quick work of the chains surrounding the trio, and as soon as Y/n was free, Kazi was by their side. Carefully his hands came up and cupped their face, thumbs ghosting over the scratches and bruises littered across the skin.

“Are you okay?” Kazi’s voice was barely a whisper, all the adrenaline flooding out of him as he realized how close he could’ve been to losing Y/n.

Gently Y/n’s hands came to rest on top of Kazi’s, and they smiled, ignoring the pain in their left cheekbone from what would probably become a black eye. “I’m okay, I promise. Thank you for rescuing me.”

Unable to swallow the lump forming in his throat, Kazi simply nodded. Putting his arm around Y/n’s shoulders, they followed Maya and the rest of the Tracksuits back to their homes. Kazi insisted that Y/n rode in his car, and he did everything to make sure they were comfortable on the way to their apartment.

When Kazi pulled up to his apartment, he noticed that Y/n had fallen asleep. Despite himself, he smiled at their sleeping form. Even after being through that whole ordeal, they looked absolutely adorable to him. Not wanting to wake Y/n, Kazi gathered them into his arms and carried them upstairs. Getting into the door was tricky, but eventually Kazi got himself and Y/n inside and laid them down on his bed. Gently he removed their shoes and then wrapped Y/n in his softest blanket. Seeing that they were still peacefully asleep, Kazi went to his couch and also let sleep take him.

When Kazi woke up, the smell of bacon and eggs greeted him. Eyes bleary, he looked up to see Y/n in the kitchen, bustling around and making breakfast.

“What are you doing?”

Y/n turned around, saw Kazi standing at the kitchen counter, and offered him a warm smile. “Well, you were kind enough to carry me inside and let me sleep in your bed, so I decided I would try to make breakfast to repay the kindness.”

Kazi came to stand next to Y/n, and he took their chin in between his thumb and pointer finger, turning their face to get a good look at it. As expected, they had a black eye, but the cuts and scrapes looked okay and were starting to scab over. “How does that eye feel?”

“A little sore, but I’ll live.” Y/n responded, wincing a little as they slightly winked to test their eye out.

“Did they hurt you badly? Cause if they did I’ll tear them apart limb by limb.” Kazi said, anger burning inside as he thought about The Knives laying a single finger on Y/n.

Y/n placed both their hands on either side of Kazi’s face, making him look in their eyes. “I’m okay, I promise. And I think you already kind of tore them apart. You’re a great boss.” Seeing the look on Kazi’s face, Y/n turned their head in confusion. “What is it.”

“I don’t….” Kazi took a deep breath, preparing himself for the leap he was about to take. “I don’t just want to be your boss. Surely Y/n you must know that. Maybe you’ve seen our flirting as just friendly banter, but I have loved you from the moment you walked into my life. You’ve made me feel happier than I have in a long time, and every day I find myself wanting to give you the world. I think of you all day long and you are who I dream of at night. I love you Y/n, and I have for a long time. And whether or not you reciprocate, after almost losing you last night, I couldn’t be silent anymore. I love you Y/n.”

No words came as Y/n’s reply; instead, they leaned forward and kissed Kazi. Immediately he reciprocated, gently matching the pressure of their lips on his. Kazi closed his eyes, feeling the warmth rush from Y/n’s lips on his throughout his entire body.

Y/n pulled away, but still hovering over Kazi’s lips, they whispered, “And I love you Kazi Kazimierczak.”

That was all he needed to hear; grabbing Y/n’s hips, Kazi pulled them back in and kissed them again. Still being careful of their injuries, this kiss was deeper, more desperate as all the pent up feelings of the past few months came pouring out. Over and over again Kazi and Y/n pressed their lips together, enjoying the feeling of finally touching the other. Kazi grabbed Y/n’s legs, lifting them up onto the counter. Y/n wrapped their legs around Kazi’s waist and tangled their hand in his curls, pulling his head closer to them. Kazi started pressing kisses all over their face, from their nose to their forehead, down to their cheeks, and finally moving to their neck. Over and over Kazi kissed Y/n’s neck, feeling the soft skin and the muscles that moved as they arched their neck to give him better access. Kazi’s fingers dug into Y/n’s hips, desperate to pull them impossibly closer and to feel them under his touch.

Kazi had just pressed his lips back onto Y/n’s when they suddenly pulled away.

“Oh my gosh, do you smell something burning.”

As Kazi tried to bring his focus off of the gorgeous person in front of him, he realized that he also smelled burning. The couple turned around and realized that Y/n’s eggs were still on top of the stove and were now burning.

Quickly Y/n hopped of the counter and took the pan off the stove, turning off the burner so that they didn’t burn the whole apartment down. As Y/n dumped the blackened pan in the sink, Kazi came up behind them and wrapped his arms around them. Kazi buried his face in Y/n’s crook of their neck as they leaned into his touch.

“Just so you know, I’m never letting go of you again.” Kazi mumbled against their shirt.

“Deal.”

#kazi kazimierczak #kazi the hot guy #kazi kazimierczak x reader #tracksuit mafia #maya lopez #hawkeye series

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