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[heartofasoldier]

w/ @brightstvrlights — dealer's choice

"Hey stranger, long time no see. What rock have you been hiding under?"

[axulrich]

𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐐𝐙 — 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 (@sebcastillo)

Axel wraps the meal up tight, still warm from the dinner rush and hoping to keep it that way, he feeds leftover remnants of the pasta carbonara in the makeshift Tupperware (mostly consisting of parchment paper and plastic wrap, as plastic bowls were hard to come by these days) and slipped in a few extra things, stuff that they don't always necessarily keep out for the general population. He figures Sebastian would be wrapped up with his shift by now, dusk nearing night and he's lucky enough that it isn't a long walk. About five minutes to his apartment and the receiver— of the fine delicacy of a half-assed meal that they had to cook in bulk—living across from him made it almost too convenient.

There's a low humming noise as he enters the apartment building, people readying to tuck in for the night and otherwise, he conquers the stairs and reaches Sebastian's door, knocking a couple times. He waits, briefly, figuring that maybe he got it wrong, maybe he was still at work. He scratches his forehead idly, feeling bad about leaving the food at his doorstep. But, it has his name on it and no one is that much of a dickhead to steal it—he hopes. He sighs, fully giving in and placing the food wrapped up in the paper bag in the small corner between his door and the frame that held it together. Axel's too exhausted to overthink it anyways, turning toward his apartment and fumbling with his key, bleary eyed and tired.

[hvbris]

@multipleoccupancy . Theo's family gets bigger

The Baudelaires had been in New York for a few days now, living in the house of their new guardian: Theodore Beneventi. New York reminded Violet of the town where she grew up, only bigger. Much, much bigger.

Mr. Beneventi, who had told them they could call him Theo, seemed like their most normal guardian so far. For starters, he was not afraid of turning on the stove, which was very nice, because it meant the Baudelaires could enjoy a warm meal for the first time in a few weeks. There were no snakes in the house either, which, to be fair, was to be expected. And of course, here, they were not ordered to do horribly long and difficult chores.

The other thing that differed from their last guardians, was that Theo already had a family. He had a wife, Andrea, two sons, and a baby daughter, who was already getting along great with Sunny.

Violet felt like their luck might have finally turned. Even the terrifying shadow of Count Olaf didn't seem as scary, considering that Theo was an FBI agent. She did not usually consider herself lucky, not since the terrible fire that had killed her parents, at least. But for the first time in months, she was feeling much more hopeful than usual.

And, it's with that noteworthy hopefulness that she left the room she shared with her siblings, and tip-toed to the kitchen. It was still early in the morning, but she was awake and craving a glass of milk.

"Good morning," she said politely when she saw that the kitchen area wasn't empty. Theo was already there. He was very nice, and she already felt comfortable around him, so she poured herself a glass of milk. "The view is very beautiful from here," she commented, not only to make conversation but also because it was true.

[twowheelerarcee]

And there were three

Starter for @the-black-and-red-femme

D-16 walked through the barracks, towards Shadowwing’s recharge pod. Avoiding Darkwing’s looming figure as he kept up the pace, he snuck up on the young femme he’d come to call conjux.

”Hey Shadow- you awake?” He smiled and he peeked around the corner. It was late by all means, but he didn’t want to miss out on spending the evening with her.

[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.”

[mobius-m-mobius]

Lokius + touch in season 2 / (season 1)

[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.”

[brooklyn-duo]

Pick Your Battles (Closed)

"Bucky I don't want to hear it," Steve shakes his head, "You've been complaining about your arm for weeks. And Tony is the best guy around for that type of thing. I don't know what you've got against the guy still but you can't keep trying to train without getting that arm looked at." Bucky groans, rolling his eyes and wanting to say something but it falls away to a wince because the sharp, shooting pain hits him again and he can't even hide it.

"See. Exactly what I mean," Steve points out, crossing his arms, "I already made sure that Tony had time for you on his schedule, and Fury said that he won't give you any assignments if you don't get that fixed. So just go," he pushes the brunette towards the door of the training facility.

"I miss when you were smaller, and you couldn't shove me around like this," Bucky calls back with irritation before leaving and heading to the lab area when Steve said Tony should be working. He has half a mind to ditch it but figures the faster he gets this done the faster he can get back to training.

At the door to the lab, he stands in the doorway, a bit awkward as he glances around before spotting Tony. He approaches the desk he was working at, "Hey, uh..Steve and Director Fury told me to come here.." he explains, figuring that they would have already said something to Tony as well, otherwise this was going to be awkward.

@mr-tony-stark

[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.

[wandixx]

Seriously chaotic fashion misadventures

I realized I posted a teaser and never really followed up on it, so here is some more of that

“Hey, Dami?”

Boy hadn’t looked up from the kittens he was bottle feeding but let out a hum indicating he listened.

“I'm thinking about trying out a more girlish style. Do you think it would suit me?”

Well, Damian had no idea but if Dani wished to give it a chance, then, well, the only proper reaction was to offer his aid.

*-*-*

“Father, I require access to your rouge gallery.”

Bruce almost choked on his breakfast when his youngest made this announcement.

Rouge gallery, as his children playfully called it, was vast collection of lipsticks, which he collected to uphold his Brucie persona. Famous playboy with head constantly in the clouds couldn’t not show up with discreet signs of scandal from time to time. And it couldn’t always be the same shade. Or scent when he choose more subtle approach and used one of his more feminine perfumes.

In all honesty, he enjoyed this.

But that’s not the point, point was that Damian wanted to use it and Bruce needed to know what disaster would fall upon him if he agreed.

“Mind telling me why, chum?”

Dick, who visited Manor for a weekend, barely stifled his laughter while Tim stared at his empty coffee mug like it personally betrayed him. Cass just wore her usual knowing and mischievous smile.

Damian shifted in his chair, hands clenching on butter knife. He was nervous and suddenly Bruce dreaded the answer he was about to hear.

“I don’t see how me sharing this information would change anything. It won’t be used to cause harm to anyone but it’s necessary in the extracurricular project I just started.”

“Dami, what project?” Dick asked, voice oozing with genuine curiosity and excitement. He was almost bouncing.

“I don’t want to disclose it.”

“Is this a hero or civilian type of deal?”

Damian didn’t look any of them in the eyes, both hands clenching on his seat as he kept shifting. Bruce narrowed his eyes. Was his youngest… flustered?

“Civilian”

“Alright, great” Dick swung back with single clap, almost tripping his chair over “I think B won’t have anything against you using his rouge gallery, will he?” Man knew his oldest son well enough to recognize his ‘don’t you dare to disagree’ tone. He was confused but there wasn’t any harm so he nodded with affirmative hum.

“Thank you, Father”

Boy practically inhaled rest of his food and rushed outside. Despite all his training and all his efforts, they clearly saw his excitement. Tim pinched himself and returned to staring at his mug.

“Cass, have you seen what I’ve seen or am I overreacting?” Dick asked, barely restraining his enthusiasm. Girl nodded eagerly, shoving more crumbs into her mouth. Young man cheered, throwing his hands up.

“What have I missed?” Tim mumbled, frowning a little.

“BABY BAT HAS A CRUSH!”

Cass nodded again with wide smile.

Oh.

Oh no.

Who were they? What did he know about them? Was Protocol 3r0s started? Did someone run a background check already? What could they do if they somehow hurt Damian? Was this person a risk to their identities? Oh gods, oh no.

He probably will have to do The Talk™.

He always dreaded having The Talk, with any of his kids. He felt The Talk with Damian would be even worse. Understandably so.

“Also sleep in at least three da-”

“Fuck off, dick.”

“Was this insult or-”

His children remained obvious to how much work it meant, cheering and sassing each other like they often did.

*-*-*

Damian did not know how it was possible but he lowered his guard enough to get caught.

"What are you doing?" Brown choked out after they stared at each other for a long moment.

"It does not concern you–"

"You're rummaging through my wardrobe, not many things concern me more and also, that's frickin creepy don't do it to anyone outside of the family"

She did have a point however he was not convinced it would be the correct approach if he shared his plan. Father's wards (even unofficial like Brown) tended to make assumptions and overreact based on these conjectures. Dani wasn't easy to scare off but he didn't want to check if his family would manage. They often did things thought to be impossible.

He tried to get away but the blonde stood fiercely in a door, leaving the window as the only way out. He wasn't this desperate. Yet.

Girl looked more and more angry at his silence. He had to give her some answers.

Now that he actually considered it, she could be a useful asset. She was far better versed in women's fashion and if he phrased it correctly, he wouldn't even need to bribe her. Question was, how should he phrase it?

"I have an acquaintance- I have a friend," he corrected himself "from the animal shelter I volunteer at. She mentioned wanting to try out more 'girlish style' and asked for my opinion. I wanted to see if you had any clothes that would fit her. She is smaller than me so I thought that whatever I take, it wouldn't be missed." 

Brown grinned with an unsettling gleam in her eyes. He suddenly regretted opening his mouth if not coming to this room in the first place. 

"Say no more, I have a plan Demon Child"

[heartofasoldier]

w/ @demidevildiva — dealer's choice

"You are kidding right? You look hot as all hell in that outfit, so whatever internal monologue is telling you otherwise, ignore it."

[axulrich]

𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐐𝐙 — 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 (@florxrodriguez)

Axel finds that even with everything going on, he could still make time for the little stuff. Florencia liked to pop up and check in on and him at random times and while Axel wasn't well-versed in just the type of person she was outside of what she showed him in their brief talks, she seemed like a steadfast individual with a good head on her shoulders. And he tries not to look down on the younger residents so negatively, he shouldn't. But, some of them and their reckless abandon has put the QZ in danger more times than necessary. Luckily, Florencia didn't seem like that type.

Axel is somewhere in the middle of a breakfast rush, flipping pancakes on auto-pilot until he hears that familiar lilt of her voice over the sizzling of the stovetop and quickly burning bacon. He turns to her with a smile, "Buenos días!" It's the one phrase he's managed to retain since they started their—what started as a joke on Axel's behalf—Spanish lessons. He's a little too pleased with himself as he continues, "Fuckin' nailed it, didn't I? You hungry?"

[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.

[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?”

[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