#CLOSED starter

[mr-tony-stark]

// closed starter for @norabarnes143

Tony had been up for a few days now.  He wasn’t great at sleeping at the best of times, but since the whole ‘hole-in-the-sky-with-aliens-pouring-out’ debacle, he’d been having nightmares.  He was scared to go back to sleep, not that he’d admit that to anyone.

He’d been distracting himself in the lab when he wasn’t actively out being Iron Man or taking meetings with people. Since the Battle for New York, he’d made twenty-three new versions of his Iron Man armor.  All the different versions lined the walls of his workshop in different cases.

He was waning though.  In the past when he felt like this, he’d head out to a club, pick out someone to take home, and hope the sex would give him an endorphin high that would get him a few hours of uninterrupted sleep.  Tonight, he went to the communal kitchen to make himself the strongest coffee he could.

When he stepped into the room he was surprised to find Clint up.  “Hey, Legolas,” he said, beelining to the coffee machine.  “Can’t sleep?”

[barnesandbarton]

𝒶𝓋𝒶 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝓍 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝓃𝓉 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑜𝓃 𝓍 𝒷𝓊𝒸𝓀𝓎 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝓃𝑒𝓈

Ava was nervous to meet the Avengers. She had been told great things about them, and Stephen obviously looked up to them in more ways than one, so the stakes was high, but when she met them? Oh god, she was so happy it went okay. She got along with Natasha right away, and Tony also was cool. Steve intimidated her, but that was only because she knew Captain America was still, after all these years, America´s sweetheart. Ava had on her cute summer dress that hugged her upperbody, it was wavy around her legs, reaching mid tigh, she had beautiful long legs, blond hair, light make up. She was simply a natural beauty. She wore some white heels aswell, wanting to be on her bed behaviour... atleast for now. Ava was a short girl, 5´1. "So, you still need to meet the last two, Bucky and Clint, they are actually a couple," Natasha explained and nodded softly smiling a bit. "Hey guys!" Natasha spoke, and Ava couldn´t help but have her jaw drop just at how hot they are, and together? They where absolutely to swoon for. Ava swallowed and nodded clearing her throat, getting her anxiety in check before she walked over and held her hand out for them and smiled softly. "I´m Ava. I´m joining you guys from now on," she spoke gently, however she was weak in the knees just by how hot they where.

Bucky and Clint hadn’t really been paying too much attention to the comings and goings at the tower today.  It was their day off and they were much more caught up with getting to spend some quality one on one time with each other.

They’d been together for a few months now, but there had been at least a full year of flirting and a certain super-soldier figuring out his sexuality and realizing he could let himself be happy if he wanted to.  They were well and truly in their honeymoon phase, where sex was exciting and they wanted to try out so many different things, and they just wanted to live in each other’s pockets whenever they could.

They were cuddled up, playing MarioKart on the couch in the Avengers common area when Natasha came in with the rather pretty blonde.  They both looked up and Clint jumped to his feet.  “Oh yeah?” he asked, coming over and offering her his hand. “Welcome to the team.  What can you do?  Laser eyes?  I hope it’s Laser eyes.”

“Clint,” Bucky scolded.  “Give her some breathing room.”

[immortalmolloy]

@ismyverynaturethatofthedevil

Daniel was a bundle of nerves and excitement as he entered the bar. He hoped that he would meet someone tonight. Sure, he would like to get laid like any young man his age, but it was more than that. He hoped to meet someone special. Someone who was interesting and different than all of the other lame assholes Daniel had ever met. He was desperate for a real story, something no one else could write. He hoped that this would be the night that lightning would strike and illuminate his life.

He wasn’t exactly sure who he was searching for until his gaze stumbled upon him. The first thing Daniel noticed about him was how breathtakingly gorgeous this man was. Daniel was pretty sure he’d never seen anyone this devastatingly beautiful before. And there was something about him. Maybe it was his aura if you believed in that sort of thing. He seemed to radiate this electric energy that drew Daniel in like a magnet. He didn’t know what it was yet, but he just had a feeling that that this guy was unique. His gut told him that this guy had a story to tell. So he approached him and tried his best to act confident and cool.

“I mean, if something happens, I’m cool,” Daniel said. It was no secret to Daniel that a lot of queer people frequented this particular bar. Maybe he’d be extra lucky and he’d get a story as well as getting laid. Would someone so gorgeous and mysterious actually go for him though? “But I really want to interview you.”

[themuses-rp]

Eunseo (📚) Starter For — @mysterymanjoseph

The weather was nice, the air warm despite the later time, as the woman walked down the street with a few of her fellow classmates. Eunseo laughed at a joke and responded in Korean, her hand over her mouth as she spoke since she couldn't stop laughing.

It has been a couple of weeks since the woman landed in New York, having secured a summer program at NYU, but this was the first time that she had been able to go out with the other attendees. The courses have kept her busy and while it promoted being able to enjoy the city, Eunseo was determined to make the most of her chance; though, the call of the night life and free drinks did manage to pull her out of her room.

Her outfit choice tonight being a little black dress, matched with stilettos and subtle make-up, allowed her to scope out the scene because nobody liked to be overdressed in a club.

"Drinks first?" She asked, bowing her head to the bouncer at the door as she made her way through. She already knew the answer — she just wanted to make sure everyone was on the same page.

Nobody wanted to drink alone.

[sylvora]

Forever and Always - @baeyoungsoo *CLOSED RP*

Yoru was a prince, that word felt like a stab to the heart….was…he no longer held that title and it made his heart break in two. His family had been dethroned and he was banished, he had fought back and something went entirely wrong, he couldn't figure out where he was, it was a strange place full of giants, not the giants he was used to but giants with weird clothing and the buildings looked odd and the smells everywhere reeked of chemicals. He could hardly fly he was weak his wings struggled to lift him, and he had no clothes as they disintegrated in the journey between realms. His body had scrapes and bruises from the rough landing and he was worried he'd starve or freeze to death but luckily he would either be killed by a giant footstep or an animal ripping him limb from limb and his pain would end soon. Delirious from hunger he finally managed to fly and quickly headed in the direction that gave off the best smells he had smelled the entire time he was in this realm, it was warm and meaty and made his mouth water but he couldn't find the source and this enraged him. He sighed heavily and found a place to sit on the windowsill of a random building, he felt warmth from the window and it was enough to keep him from freezing to death, he eventually leaned against the side and closed his eyes "May death be kinder than this realm could ever be.." he mumbled to himself.

[glykera]

Closed starter

(Cw for body image issues and maybe some self blame. This one shouldn't be too bad hopefully)

You hadn't seen Glykera in a bit, which wasn't all that unusual, but you hadn't seen her anywhere around camp so far. She wasn't even in the Hephaestus cabin.

Somehow, you got into Bunker 9. That's where she hung out a good bit of the time, right? It was a huge bunker. That much was a given. Loads of parts and machines everywhere. In the midst of it all, off to the side, Glykera just... sat. She wore a looser chiton than usual so that it wasn't as form-fitting and she hugged her stomach. At least she was sitting? Usually, she would find some way to make herself work and clean.

@mache-of-greece @fire-boy-official @iceweavercatlover @melissathetherapist @luck-is-crucial @the-prince-telemachus @superbstarlightsheep @dianedantedominic @ithacas-prince @verdammte @cabin-12-resident-daddy-issues @when-fate-is-mistaken @unhinged-as-hell

[finncarnate]

Not Gonna Happen - @seongaesa *CLOSED RP*

The alleyway reeked of damp asphalt and old blood, a scent Finn had grown accustomed to. He leaned against the brick wall, one boot pressed casually against it, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He was tired and desperately needed a shower. A job had gone sideways tonight. The mark wasn’t where they were supposed to be, and now Finn was stuck waiting, calculating his next move. But then there it was. A shift in the air. Someone was watching. His fingers twitched toward the knife hidden beneath his coat. "If you're gonna stand there like a damn ghost, you might as well step into the light," he muttered, voice low, edged with amusement. Was it a threat? A client? Or just another poor soul who didn’t know better than to get too close? It didn't matter, someone was there and he had to see if they were going to be trouble or not. The silence stretched, thick as the smog clinging to the streetlights above. No answer. Just the faint echo of water dripping somewhere deeper in the alley. Finn’s eyes narrowed, scanning the shadows without moving his head. He took one last drag of his cigarette, flicked it to the ground, and crushed the ember under his heel.“Suit yourself,” he said, pushing off the wall. His boots hit the pavement with a dull thud, the only sound in the alley as he took a step forward, shoulders tense, the knife now a solid weight in his hand beneath the coat. The air still felt wrong, like a held breath waiting to be exhaled. But nothing moved. He didn’t like that. He slipped further into the shadows, back to the wall, gaze cutting across the narrow passageway. If this was a setup, it was sloppy. If it wasn’t. Well, he’d learned not to rely on luck. A faint rustle to his right. He turned fast, knife in hand now, but there was no one. Just a battered crate and the shimmer of broken glass. Finn’s jaw tightened. Paranoia was a luxury he didn’t usually indulge in. But tonight, after the job and the way it had gone sideways, his nerves were razor-thin. Still, he wasn’t running. Not yet. Instead, he slipped the knife back into place and muttered to the alley, "Fine. Have it your way." Then he started walking, slow, measured steps, toward the open street, eyes still scanning the dark. Let them follow. Let them try.

[xhybnx]

Daydreaming - @ryukjunghwa - Jung-Hwa x Hayden *CLOSED RP*

Hayden had been back in Korea for about a year now, things had been chaotic over the past few years and she was finally coping in healthier ways, though life was still full of ups and downs she was doing alright and trying to make the best of it. She was celebrating 6 and a half months off hard drugs and was having a drink at her favorite bar when she decided to find a place to sit and just people watch, she had mostly cut herself off from her friends as they were all bad influences and led to a lot of her substance abuse issues so she was alone during this time but by now she was used to it and didn't mind it much anymore. She was sipping her drink and scrolling on her phone when a rather boldly dressed girl walked up. She sets her phone down on the table and sits back crossing her legs casually “You visited me in my dreams last night.“ Hayden simply listened to her attempt at a pickup line then laughed softly "Well I'm sorry that I turned your dream into a nightmare. May I order you a drink as compensation?" she motioned for the lady to sit if she wanted.

[missmargomuse616]

A night of mischief || closed thread

It was seven thirty in the evening when Margo decided to go out for a night of fun. She made a phone call to her friend tam, asking if she wanted to hang out in the club downtown. Tam said that she would meet her there after taking care of things. Smiling she picked out a dress, shoes and makeup.

The weather was not as chilly as it was earlier in the day so she opted for carrying her shaw to go with her dress. Not planning on staying at the club too long, already having the habit of returning at a certain time as to not stay up late tonight. On the other hand why should she worry about that when it was her four day vacation from work. Besides she needed to let loose and dance with her friend, just forgetting about responsibilities for once.

While driving in her car, listening to some music she thought about that guy Luke north. Her Mind kept nagging at her that he looked so much like Loki, at every turn he gave good explanations, seemed truthful in what he said. She still had a lot of research, with the whole Norse mythology and what exactly happened with him. Until then she would try to relax and enjoy herself. She found a parking spot, walking towards the club seeing that the place was full of people around she couldn't help but feel like someone was watching her.

@loki-child-of-frigga

[lithiumwolff]

closed starter for @huntrcssqueen

Alice's head was pounding not remembering what had happened the night before. There were mixed flashbacks of lights, alcohol, drugs and blood? Sitting in the kitchen she started a pot of coffee to see if that would help with the headache she was experiencing. It was then that she heard a noise from her love, Roman. Clearly he had been up longer than her. "Did I just faint at the kitchen table?" She remembered falling moments ago but wasn't sure if that was a dream or if that really happened.

[pixie-hive]

@fallseidol

༺♡༻

"I should probably learn your name if you wish to keep me on a pearl leash, my dear."

[themgcoin333]

CLOSED STARTER FOR @beom-seok-player123

*The door creaks open, letting in a rush of cold air and the faint scent of rain. Myung gi steps inside, his dark coat still damp from the drizzle. He doesn’t bother shaking off the water; it suits him lately. Eyes heavy with something unreadable, he scans the place: neon lights casting shadows across tired faces, low music rumbling beneath soft conversations, and the quiet clinking of glasses. Just what he needs. He walks to the bar, shoulders tense beneath the weight of another week spent pretending he's fine. Junhee’s name still lingers on his phone screen more than he’d like. Unsent messages. Unanswered questions. But tonight isn’t about that. Tonight is just about forgetting, even if only for a few hours. He drops onto the barstool, nodding toward the bartender*

“Soju. Straight. Don’t hold back.”

*As the bottle lands in front of him, he reaches for it with fingers slightly trembling, not from cold, but from a restlessness he's been trying to drown lately. Then, as he pours himself a shot, his eyes catch someone just a few seats away, familiar, but older. Sharper. Still unmistakable. Beom-Seok. Myung gi lifts his glass halfway, narrowing his eyes slightly*

“Didn’t think I’d see you here, Beom-Seok.”

*The corners of his mouth twitch, not quite a smile, but not hostility either. Something between recognition and challenge. Maybe even curiosity*

“What brings the golden boy to a place like this?”

[barnesandbarton]

“I know now isn’t a good time, but…you look really hot tonight,” Bobbi told Clint, trying not to look at him in a certain way and failing miserably.

The corner of Clint’s lips twitched as he walked up the steps with his wife to the gala they were attending.  It was work of course.  He’d never go somewhere like this if it wasn’t for work.  He hated dressing in tuxedos.  They never seemed to fit him right and they itched.  Not to mention they were crazy expensive, so he either had to pay an insane amount of money or rent it.  And if he rented it, then they were too short in the legs, and usually it’d get ruined anyway, so he’d end up paying after all.

But knowing Bobbi liked what she saw made it very worth it.  “Excuse me, ma’am.  I’m a married man.  I’d appreciate it if you kept your eyes to yourself,” he teased.

He turned his head and looked her up and down.  She looked pretty damned good herself in her gown.  “Though, you might tempt me away.”  He shook his head.  “Nope.  Nope.  You can’t corrupt me seductress!  We have people to find.  Where did Nat say to meet them again?”

[immortalmolloy]

@symphonyofmalice

Daniel was wandering the city in search of a story. He had no destination in mind. He wasn’t exactly sure what he was looking for, but knew he’d recognize it when he saw it. He needed a real unique story, something that would make his career and that no one else could write.

The sound of music drew him in. He found himself watching a performer busking on the corner. The young man was ridiculously pretty. The melancholy music seemed to flow from his very soul. The violin was an extension of himself. Daniel was in awe. He’d never seen anything like it.

A small crowd had gathered, a few of them dropping money for the talented performer. Daniel waited until the other people had dispersed, then he approached the musician. “You’re incredible,” he blurted out, immediately embarrassing himself. “I mean, I’m a journalist. My name’s Daniel Molloy and I’d love to interview you.”

[wolves-of-etoile]

New Atlantis

Starter for @the-expatriate

The Sentry and the Shuffle glided serenely through space. Though Alpha Centauri was well patrolled, space was big and could hide any number of bandits or opportunists. Fortunately, even just one of the two ships could handle most threats on their own. Attacking the two of them together would've been suicide for any pirate.

They put down in the main metropolis of New Atlantis. After taking care of the boring business of landing pad fees and services, David Weiss carefully navigated the bustling spaceport crowd to the nearest central area to meet with his travelling partner.

He greeted Pari with a smile. "I hope they didn't fleece you too badly. I managed to talk them down on the fuel fees and such. I forget that not everywhere is like Titan Station."

He then added, "You come to this place often?"

[sylvora]

Still Royalty - @charmed-redemption *CLOSED RP*

Yoru was a prince, that word felt like a stab to the heart….was…he no longer held that title and it made his heart break in two. His family had been dethroned and he was banished, he had fought back and something went entirely wrong, he couldn't figure out where he was, it was a strange place full of giants, not the giants he was used to but giants with weird clothing and the buildings looked odd and the smells everywhere reeked of chemicals. He could hardly fly he was weak his wings struggled to lift him, and he had no clothes as they disintegrated in the journey between realms. His body had scrapes and bruises from the rough landing and he was worried he'd starve or freeze to death but luckily he would either be killed by a giant footstep or an animal ripping him limb from limb and his pain would end soon. Delirious from hunger he finally managed to fly and quickly headed in the direction that gave off the best smells he had smelled the entire time he was in this realm, it was warm and meaty and made his mouth water but he couldn't find the source and this enraged him. He sighed heavily and found a place to sit on the windowsill of a random building, he felt warmth from the window and it was enough to keep him from freezing to death, he eventually leaned against the side and closed his eyes "May death be kinder than this realm could ever be.." he mumbled to himself.