#ivan alexandrite

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Preview for born to run/die a little because I started working on it again

"Get ready," Vladimir said. "We'll be leaving soon."

Ivan donned a bulletproof vest and waited as Roman checked the buckles and straps. He ignored the gun Roman tried to hand to him. "Where are we going?"

"A meeting with Nikolai Denisov," Roman said.

"I do not know who that is."

"He's Pakhan in Jersey City and a brodyaga of Don Rossi. If all goes well Anatoly and Vladimir will be meeting with him and Don Rossi in Jersey City in a few months. You will be going as a look out so you will need -" Roman shoved the gun at him" this." Ivan eyed it with disgust. "And knock that off. You knew what you were signing up for so suck it up."

"If I say I don't know how to use it?"

Roman gave him a look. "Aim and pull the trigger. And I know your aim is good enough so don't use that as an excuse. Understand?" Ivan swallowed and nodded. "Good. Let's go."

Roman led him to one of the vans. He opened the door and ended up hauling Ivan in by the back of the vest when he tripped trying to clamber in.

Two of them men inside, Pavel and Kazimir, Ivan recognized. Pavel was in the driver's seat, talking to the person in the passenger seat, Ivan didn't recognize her. Pavel introduced her has Morana. "Is Felix here?" Ivan asked.

"No." Roman got in the van after Ivan and shoved him over to the middle seat. "Felix was not invited. Kazimir and Morana will work just fine without him." Kazimir glared at Roman and scooted closer to the door.

"What was that for?" Ivan asked.

"You talk too much."

"I do not."

"And you're touching me."

"Am not!”

"Kazimir!" Romar barked. "Knock that off.” He turned to look at Ivan. "Kazimir is what we call antisocial," Roman told Ivan seriously. "And Kazimir has this thing against touched. He hates it or something.

"It's an aversion to touch -" 

"Whatever," Roman said.

"- and you're an-" Kazimir snapped his mouth shut and Roman's head whipped around to stare at him.

"I'm a what? Would you like to finish what you were saying?"

Kazimir pressed himself further into the door and shook his head. "No sir," he said meekly.

"That's what I thought," Roman said. Then, to Ivan, "this is what happens when people spend their days in dark rooms starring at screens." Ivan could only nod timidly in acknowledgement while Kazimir semed to shrink in on himself.

"Alright!" Pavel shouted. "That's enough! No more from any of you!”

"Who put you in charge?" Roman asked.

A muscle in Pavel's jaw ticked. "I'm driving, aren't I?"

"That doesn't mean anything. Just because you have an in with Piotr doesn't mean you get to boss the rest of us wound."

"I've been working for them longer than you. That gives me more seniority over you."

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Adrien Universe Cast

A little write up to help both me and my followers remember who’s who in this au. Still having trouble casting a few people, so suggestions are welcome.

Steven- Adrien/Cat Noir

Pearl- Nathalie/Mayura

Garnet- Shinjo/Viperyuuko

Ruby- Kagami/Ryuuko

Sapphire- Luka/Viperion

Amethyst- Kim/King Monkey

Pink Diamond/Rose Quartz- Emilie/Chat Noire

Greg- Gabriel

Connie- Marinette

Bismuth- Nora/Lioness

Peridot- Max/Pegasus

Lapis- Sabrina/Chien de Guarde

Lion- Plagg

Jasper- Chloe/Queen Bee

Sardonyx- Alya/Rena Rouge

Sugilite- Ivan/Taurus

Alexandrite-

Obsidian-

Rainbow 2.0- Alix/Bunnyx

Smokey Quartz- Nino/Carapace

Stevonnie- Adrienette

Opal- Juleka/Tigress

Malachite- Ondine/Delphinidae

Sunstone-

Lars- Felix

Flourite-

Rhodinite- Miriam/Silenix

Rutile Twins- Ella and Etta/Llama and Alpaca

Padparadscha- Rose/Princess Piggy

Sadie- Bridgette

Jamie- Wayhem

Mayor Dewey-

Buck Dewey-

Kiki-

Jenny-

Kofi-

Nanefua-

Sour Cream-

Ronaldo-

Kevin- Lila

Onion- Timmy

Vidalia-

Yellow Diamond- Ms. Mendeleiev/Kwami Buster

Blue Diamond-

White Diamond- Audrey/Style Queen

Spinel- Duusu

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My Pru Like UK Family!

Alexandrite 2 - TUSLIA - Team Ivan - Team D

Im so proud and happy being part of this leading insurance company! My heart will always crave for learnings from this family.

This was Team Ivan first Unit Meeting! We are growing fast!

My ass waiting for my clients while reviewing for board exams for Interior Designer! ✔️ Hardworking!?

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Russian navy receives 40 modern minesweepers

Russian navy receives 40 modern minesweepers

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The Russian navy will soon receive a few dozen mine-sweeping machines from the 12700 project.

A source at the Russian Navy Command said that these ships will greatly increase the effectiveness of naval units that are working on tilling and clearing minefields.

The source added that the first minesweeper Ivan Antonov, of the Alexandrite 12700 project, had finished…

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A New Vigilante?

Once the man is taken care of and they have taken his statement Brett and Jim go outside. Batman is there, standing on the fire escape. There’s a kid with purple hair and several ear piercings standing beside him, looking nervous and excited. It’s Ivan, Brett realizes. And then he notices the pigeon, cradled in the crook of his arm.

“Batman,” Jim says, sighing. “Who was the guy.”

“Kept stealing. Tried to hurt these girls. I already escorted them home.” Batman vanishes then. Ivan freezes and the hand that was stroking the pigeon stills.

“Ivan,” Brett says. “What do you have there?”

“Uuh.” Ivan looks at the two officers then at the bird in his arm. “Nothing.”

“Does Daredevil know you’re here?”

“He probably does. Him and Batman were talking earlier.”

“That’s the kid,” Jim says in a hushed voice to Brett. “The one they ended up calling Ghost.”

“That name is dumb.”

“Ivan. Why do you have a pigeon?”

Ivan cradled the pigeon closer to his chest. “It’s hurt!”

Brett sighed and looked at Jim. Jim shrugged as if to say what can you do?

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born to run/die a little (alexandrite)

chapter one

chapter two

chapter three

chapter four

chapter five

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chapter one of Ivan’s backstory is on ao3 now! I don’t have a title I like yet so for now it’s just n/a. 

@magickhajiit 

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Speak of the Devil AU incorrect quotes

MJ: We need to get through this locked door. Ned, give me your credit card. 

Ned: Here. 

MJ, pocketing it: Thanks. Peter, kick down the door.

-alternatively-

Ivan: We need to get through this locked door. Felix, give me your credit card. 

Felix Here. 

Ivan, pocketing it: Thanks. *kicks down the door*

-alternatively-

Karen: We need to get through this locked door. Foggy, give me your credit card. 

Foggy: Here. 

Karen, pocketing it: Thanks. Matt, kick down the door.

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preview fic for Alexandrite

so. i was at school and wrote this. enjoy!

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"Vanya." Ivan looked up from his drawing. "Go up to your room. Just for a moment is all."

"Yes, Papa." Ivan ran up the stairs to his room. He cringed when his parent's yelling voices filtered into his room. The wood muffled their voices but he knew what they were arguing about. Or he had a rough idea. He heard his name and went to the vent to listen. 

"- and what happens when they follow through with their threats? What'll happen to Vanya?"

"We'll figure something out. And they're just threats. If they want it they need us alive."

Ivan didn't know who the people his parents talked about were. He understood they were bad though, and that they threatened his parents. They sounded like bullies to his young mind.

It finally happened, five years later, when Ivan had just entered secondary school. 

It was late, already dark outside. People came into their house, shouting. What happened next was blurred, hazy, seen in flashes. 

Blood spreading across his parent's chests.

Thuds as their bodies hit the floor. 

Bright flashes as the guns went off and they searched his house.

Ivan ran outside, sobbing. He stumbled through the bushes and fell to the ground when something hit his leg. The pain hit a second later. It reminded him of the time he accidentally touched a hot coal though this time the pain radiated from somewhere inside his leg. 

Ivan stood, attempted to take a step and crumbled to the ground. He cried out and prayed the men didn't hear him.

Ivan woke up in a hospital. His parents were dead. He was alone with nowhere to go. 

He ended up staying with a distant cousin's family whom he had almost forgotten.

He had to switch schools and move far from everyone, and everything, he knew.

It was just one more cut, one more bruise, on his already broken spirit. He couldn't sleep at night, flinching at meaningless, harmless, noises. When it got bad he would let silent tears fall and would wish with all his being that it didn't happen, that he could change it, that this was just a twisted dream his mind conjured while fever ravaged his body.

The bad men never came for him. At least he had that to be thankful for. 

Ivan's cousins moved shortly after he turned thirteen. They wouldn't be taking him with them. If there was a reason he never heard it. 

He ended back at the agency. There was no one for him, nowhere for him to go. He was sent to an orphanage where he was to stay until whatever would happen… happened.

Ivan still jumped at loud noises and still woke up drenched in sweat and feeling his heart pounding, when he was told, a year later, that he had a foster family waiting for him in America. 

Before leaving Ivan went to visit his parents. Behind him, he left flowers and a promise to return, someday.

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It didn’t hurt as much as Ivan thought it would. He watched the ink sink beneath his skin. The Round Stone, coming to life. There was some irony to it, getting the mark of his parents killers on his wrist. He supposed that’s why he did it. They took his family, he would take this thing of theirs.

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It had been a week. And he was starving. It had been so long since- He had only hoped the man hadn't noticed. If they found out later, if they were angry...

It wouldn't do good to anger them. Then again he had already survived the mob once. What was one more time?

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Pain rang through Ivan's head and his vision went white. The blood was warm as it trickled down the side of his face. Still, he held his tongue. Ivan supposed he owed something to the brothers. They had saved him, in a way. Their offer kept him from living on the streets and scrapping for food.

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Ivan never thought he’d be meeting Oliver Queen. He never expected the man to be a thief either. He had the captain’s star. Ivan wondered what the man had done to earn the position. And if the tattoo was fake? The brothers hated anyone who would fake their way to the top or would be bold enough to cheat them.

He saw the man in the black mask for the first time that night. The man had come, wondering what Oliver Queen wanted with him. He had leapt away before Ivan had the chance to say anything else to him, leaping over rooftops like he was flying. Maybe he was.

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His own “brothers,” if they could have ever been called that, they definitely couldn't anymore, came for him. Pinning him, marking him. He thought he had been angry before but this was something else entirely.

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The sky opened up and colossal creatures of metal tumbled from it. Green humanoid creatures followed. Ivan saw the man in the black mask the second time then. He was becoming something of a cryptid, in the darkened shadows of the streets. Ivan heard more hushed whispers then, wondering. 

The world was something new then. Things were more dangerous. The dark alleys had darkened ever so slightly after that day. Ivan wasn’t looking forward to seeing what would become of it.

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"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 narowed 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."

"That is not-"

"Shh." Ivan pressed a finger to his 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." 

"Quite 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 rages in the hat 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 teammate's!"

"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 team mate then spoil sport," Piotr said. He patted Vladimir on the shoulder. "You're losing your game Voldoya."

"I'll show you losing your game," Vlaidmri 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 the kid was now at least as tall as him.

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Speak of the Devil AU

incorrect quotes part 1

The Mystery of the Alexandrite Family

among us - russian mafia bros play among us (edited version)

preview for Alexandrite

incorrect quotes part 2

incorrect quotes part 3

incorrect quotes part 4

Incorrect quotes part 5

Vigilante Adventures

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Here's a picrew of Ivan and Orion.

Here's the link https://picrew.me/image_maker/47154

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Daredevil

Ivan Alexandrite

Paint the Town Red

among us - russian mafia bros play among us

among us - russian mafia bros play among us (but it's edited)

Summer Days

Vladimir Likes Pumpkin Spice And Is Shamed For It part 1

Vladimir Likes Pumpkin Spice And Is Shamed For It part 2

Central Park and Coffee Shops (another Vladimir pumpkin spice fic)

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Speak of the Devil AU as quotes from Coneheads

Felix: Yeah, my grandfather's from the ‘Old Country.’ Ivan: Oh really, which one? Felix: I'm not sure. One of the big ones.

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Aslan (or any of the others working at the mechanic): How can it take so long to do a simple alignment on an American sedan with standard rack-and-pinion steering and MacPherson struts when your garage is equipped with the proper Borg-Warner digital hydraulic radiometer? Ivan: Maybe because I was out back finishing a beer.

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Ivan, dealing with annoying customers (or Matt) (or Wade): Take my car, its reinforced alloy superstructure is far superior to that of your broken down, rusted-out shit box.

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June: All men are pigs. Jennifer and Nya: Ah, pigs. An omnivorous domesticated cloven-hooved vertebrate that defecates in the same place it consumes. June: Exactly. 

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The Mystery of the Alexandrite Family - frostedroyaltea [Archive of Our Own]

I wrote one of those BuzzFeed Unsolved things for a fic I'm working on.

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so uhh if anyone is interested I made one of those vines as videos for this au series I am writing. here's the link https://youtu.be/Ev9RpeuQbuo @magickhajiit