#mcu oc blog

[thunderboltssasterisk]

and if I say that I've spent the last week writing copious amount of poly thunderbolts and also john walker/oc smut, then what?

[cursed-with-knowledge]

Open Starter

Deyanira was at the library, in one of the quiet corners where she thought she was least likely to be disturbed.

However I like most times when she was in the library, she wasn't surrounded by physics books, or a cluster of paper with designs on them.

She grabbed another book. It was heavier than she expected. Maybe it was just the title "Understanding Anxiety" sitting on the cover like it knew something she didn’t.

She flipped through the pages. I like most times when she was here the quiet around her wasn't comforting. It felt like it might crack under the weight of her thoughts.

Her thoughts that she couldn't even figure out anymore. Her brain had always been what helped her survive and now it felt as if it was betraying her.

She was too in her head to notice that someone had entered the area, she only realized when she heard the chair across from her creak.

She lifted her head to see who it was, closing the book and putting it aside, faced down, slowly like she was trying to hide it. Fruitless really, she was surrounded by more books than she had fingers. All of them were about the same thing. Anxiety.

"Hey"

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Tags (ask to be added or removed)

@under0-0s @giovannistark @official-james-b @rouge-wolfspider @nathan-shrieks @oh-to-be-a-murderer

[stareyeofficial]

Hello!!

This whole thing just disappeared so I'm doing it again.

This is Rp blog.

~Some rules before start~

No: Nsfw, Homophobia, Transphobia, Racism, Xenophobia, and Etc.

This is Sfw Blog, the character, so the person running the blog is minor.

Open Rp is allowed.

introduction

Name: Wylan Novak Alias: Stareye.

Age: 16.

Birthday: September Fifth 2008

Sexuality: AroAce

Pronouns: He/Him.

Height: 5'3 ft. (160 cm)

MBTI: INFP.

Ethnicity: Filipino-Canadian.

Appearance: Big curly brown hair, Dark green eyes, Tan skinned.

Powers: Energy Control, Force field, Energy shield, Creating dagger out of energy, creating energy disc, energy healing.

Granny: Clementine Lorraine Novak.

My momma: Tala Garcia-Novak.

Father: Jeremiah Novak.

Sisters: María Novak, Reyna Novak(@pinkie-witch-gal)

Mentor: @thebestmerc-1.

My dear lovely Friends: @star-spangled-starboyyy, @long-lost-king, @blood-of-rome, Victoria Lusztenko. @goddess-of-birds. @thattuxedocat

[the-cake-anon]

🎉🎉The Cake's Complete!! Whoo hoo yippee!🎉🎉🎉

I've decided to go with square cake, mostly because it's way easier for serving, size should be 10 inches and height is 4 inches which should server around 36 people.

I've decided to go with chocolate corpus and caramel buttercream filling. The icing is lemon flavored. Also the flowers are edible.

If there's anything you want to be mad differently just tell me.

Tagging you two love birds: @foggy-nelson-real @verygoodlawyer (I know You can't see the picture Matt but you should be informed)

[just-a-civil-trust]

Hey everyone, my name's Owen Barnes and I'm 16.

Idk how or why, but I'm related to James Barnes. I don't really remember much from my early childhood, but apparently I've got a much weaker version of the supersoldier serum.

I don't really have any family that I know of other than James, but I don't think he even knows I exist, so I've been trying to figure out life by myself.

I'm going to art school and I also have a part time job as a waiter. (Dinner shift, 5-9pm)

Uhm, I'm also trans, so if you're transphobic I'm kicking your ass to hell.

I like to rollerskate and I smoke

Uhhh, I think that's everything?

Abilities: Super-strength , enhanced senses, healing factor,

Lore

Bedroom

Mun: @sleep-deprivation-is-fun

Istg making rp blogs is addicting 😭

Picrew

Face claim: Ilan Mitchell-Smith (The wild life)

[cook-needs-break]

Anthony here, current owner of our family’s diner. Open most of the time, for everyone. Can’t wait to see you there.

Reference and info under cut

Name: Anthony (Tony or Antek)

Age: 26

High: 178 cm

Pronouns: he/they

Orientation: bi with preference for guys

Other: owner of family diner in some shithole, half polish, has younger sister he takes care of sometimes, takes care of stray cats.

Open for any interactions!!!

Main: @polutek

Other marvel oc: @ohshrimps

[the-savage]

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎 -

“ Betrayal is bad , grief is worse . The dangerous emotion removes all care and allows the unthinkable inside . ”

⊹ subject number ⊹ 346063

⊹ registered name ⊹ Anya Kozlova Zemo The Jackal

“ I had a sister once , her name was Anya . ”

Anya, I go by Anya, it’s the name I’ve started to piece together as being mine. I don’t have nicknames or at least not any from friends, my father used to call me “Воробушек”, little sparrow, but it’s been so long, I’m no longer little. I don’t remember what year I was born but I remember the date, August 22nd. I don’t really celebrate it, birthdays are supposed to be spent with family however I don’t have that anymore. I have selective mutism, it’s a disorder accompanied by my anxiety in which there are times where I can’t speak. Please be patient with me, I’m trying my best. I learned sign language to combat it but worst case scenario, I’ll just start writing stuff down.

In 2016, my father dismantled one of the most powerful agencies called Hydra, which ultimately resulted in him going to prison. He did what he had too, no matter what other people say about him, they deserved, the avengers may have been torn apart in the process but they deserved it too. I’m not a vengeful or hateful person but I’ve never liked them. They never deserved the praise they got from other people, their crimes went unpunished, it was good to see that someone was finally holding them accountable.

Due to my father being in jail for pretty much life, all of his assets went to me. His estates, his money, his stocks, everything however I’ve never really been able to use it. His estates are in another country and the stocks aren’t exactly something I understand well. I’ve only used the money to buy myself a small townhouse in New York. My handler was recently arrested, put into witness protection, I’m not allowed to know who they are or where they are and vice versa. The only bad thing about that is I’m in a foreign state with nothing but a back account full of questionable amounts of money and no family.

Rumor has it that my father is still in prison but I’ve never had it in my to actually visit him, I’m scared he won’t remember me or he won’t like what I’ve become. Perhaps him not remembering me would be better for the both of us. I know multiple languages, I don’t remember studying them but they’ve engraved themselves in my mind. I’m currently in university, NYU, however I haven’t really been paying that much attention— at least as much I should have during my classes and studying. I have a therapist but I haven’t necessarily gotten any better, it’s like I’m avoiding the problem instead of growing from it.

What Went Wrong?

The Unfortunate Thing That Hydra Left Behind.

Open RP ; N/A

Current Plotline ; A New Report 

If you wanna RP, just drop an ask in my inbox, tag me in a post, or whatever you want. I don't mind.

[ no NSFW rp, mod is 18+ but i just don't feel comfortable with it. my dms are always open and available. so if you have anything you want to tell me or talk to me about then please reach out, I'm not in character in dms unless asked to be . ]

( dividers by @aquazero & @hyuneskkami )

[thattuxedocat]

Been on this app for barely 30 minutes and I already regret it. What the hell.

[the-doctor-nikolaj]

Oh good. Another hydra scientist to gut like a fish.

@mod-does-things

... You do understand that's a crime. No need to be bitter, I'm just doing my job.

[one-more-widow]

"The chains are broken, but are you truly free?"

My name's Mishka Lebedev, one of many widows freed by Natasha Romanov, Yelena Belova, Melina Vostokoff and Alexei Shostakov in 2016.

Even though I now have free will and nobody tell me what to do, I do not know how to live. My whole life I've been trained to kill, I can't just forget that and live like nothing happened.

I was 18 when I 'graduated', and I'm currently 23. I would be 28 had I not been blipped.

Had real sister in red room. Svetlana. She did not succeed.

I have no family to turn back to, dont know single name. The other widows were like sisters to me, but I have not seen them since the red room fell.

Face claim: Paulina Andreeva

Mun: @sleep-deprivation-is-fun

Open rps: 1,

[cursed-with-knowledge]

OPEN STARTER

TW: (very) brief mention of drugs, panic attack

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A walk. A simple walk to and from the convenience store and back.

It was a late night errand, she wanted some nice ramen and groceries. The roads were quiet, the street lights flickered while others didn't even turn on.

There was a small hum from the lights, a few rooms from the buildings around showed that she wasn't the only one awake at this late hour.

It was supposed to be a quick errand. A walk that'll help her get some fresh air and a goodnight's sleep.

But she had bumped into a group in an alley on the way. Just a bunch of friends getting high. Not uncommon, especially around here and this late. She tended to ignore them, much like how everyone else did.

However this time they called for her. Asked her if she wanted some. That they could hook her with a supplier. The first one was free as a courtesy.

It was obvious they weren't just teenagers smoking a joint, they were trying to go around and sell this, make a dime. Get a job done for someone bigger. And it was obvious they were amateurs

The offer hadn't been the problem. She had said no, been stern, punched the girl trying to grab her wrist and ran back to her apartment.

She hadn't noticed until she was opening her doors that her hand was shaking. She wasn't scared. Not from that group of idiots anyway.

But she could still smell it, the smoke, the drug. She walked in, first mistake. Her apartment was nice but it was small.

She felt herself not breathing right so she went to the bathroom to splash her face with some water.

That was the second mistake, the sink, white lights, porcelain shelf, it all made it worse. It brought her back. Back to where she never wanted to go.

And suddenly she couldn't breathe. She didn't know why.

Was she having a heart attack? Were her lungs failing? Was she having some weird allergic reaction?

She couldn't find an answer as her hands shook and she found herself sliding to the floor, grabbing at her chest.

The idea of a panic attack didn't even cross her mind.

She felt like she was dying. Like every breath she took just weighed on her chest and never made it to her lungs.

She couldn't die. Not now. Not here. Who would even find her body?

She grabbed her bag, fishing out her flip phone before calling the first person she could click.

Still not able to breath properly and unsure what was happening to her she put the phone to her ear.

If she was dying she might as well make sure they found her body before she rotted.

She heard her phone beep and she gathered whatever breath she could muster, "hello?"

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No pressure tags: (ask to be added or removed)

@under0-0s @official-james-b @nathan-shrieks @rouge-wolfspider @to-takeon-theworld @giovannistark

[isnt-that-sweet]

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎 -

“ I can't relate to desperation. ”

𖢻 code name ; memo — “ did you get the memo? ”

Hello there! It’s Devin, also known as the “Devine” pop star. (Yes, I know that’s not the correct spelling, it’s a pun) I honestly didn’t even mean to get this big, believe what people say whenever they mention “blowing up overnight”. I was just having some fun making songs in our basement and then all of a sudden.. the internet knows my name extremely well.

After the fall of Tony stark, Stark Industries fell into a power vacuum. Everything had to be sold and the tech? The tech was being held in separate locations because of how dangerous and costly it was and I wasn’t doing the best at that time so I started stealing from the cargos. I didn’t have any money, or parents, it was either steal or the streets and I made my choice. I’d steal it and sell it to the highest bidder, didn’t matter who, what or where, I just wanted my cash. None of my clients ever knew it was me, I had to keep my identity secret because I didn’t want to get caught with the wrong crowd. I already knew who I was selling to was the wrong crowd, I definitely didn’t want to be involved with anything they were into.

I’m usually dealing with the underground and low level gangs, sometimes it’s big players, enough to pay me off for a long time but I’m not a snitch. Whenever I’m not doing that or writing music to express my feelings I’m at cage fights, sometimes to watch, sometimes to play, but I’m never noticeable. Or at least I try not to be, Devin is just an outward persona. The cutesy aesthetic isn’t really my thing, I’m usually in a more grunge / techno style if you catch me on the streets.

How It All Started.

I Can Do More Than Hold A Microphone!

Open RP: N/A

Current Plotline; How’s Fame Treating You?

Albums: From The Start

If you wanna RP, just drop an ask in my inbox, tag me in a post, or whatever you want. I don't mind. [no NSFW rp, mod is 18+ but i just don't feel comfortable with it. my dms are always open and available. so if you have anything you want to tell me or talk to me about then please reach out, I'm not in character in dms unless asked to be .]

@davinaclaires for most if not all gifs !!

[bunnie-kidd]

Hii am Owen, learnign how to write !!!

Mysty take care of Owen !

No momma, papa cant come, Mysty says.

Yeah, he's 8 and sucks at writing. He's just recently been freed from Hydra without any memories and just hadn't been taught before.

Might update later

Younger @just-a-civil-trust

[st4r-st0rm]

"My big spoon, you have so much to do and I have nothing ahead of me." -Mitski

[cyborg-daughter]

hi there!! i’m not entirely sure how side blogs work just yet, but i decided to make this one for my mcu/marvel oc, harper!! i hope to post some more details abt her later, maybe story ideas and her backstory. i just wanted a place to yap about her to be honest!! idk if ill use this acc to make posts as her or if ill use it for story ideas, or maybe both!! i need to figure it out lmao.

but for now, hi!! looking for more mutuals/friends— preferably 18 or older, not necessarily bc of content but bc i am 20 lmao— who would let me yap endlessly about my silly little cyborg daughter :3

[dogbanesrcool]

hi...? idunno if im supposed to be on here..

I like dogbane beetles!! theyre really cool

bugs are really cool

>Name

>> Elliot Hayes

>Nicknames

>> El, Elli, Eli.

>Age

>> 9

>Gender

>> Boy

>Pronouns

>> He/him.

>Family

>> TBD.

>> @the-crayon-anon is unofficial sibling

>Appearance

>>

>Height

>> 4'5”

>Voice Description

>> quiet, soft, higher pitched.

>Powers

>> None.

>Fun Facts [Will be updated]

>> AuDHD, very shy.

>> Bugs kept him company most of the time when he was alone, so he’s made friends with them :)

>> Knows a fair bit of ASL due to nonverbal episodes.

>> The less words he can use to reply the better. Pointing and grunting do not count.

>> traumatized. Number of reasons.

>> doesn’t exactly like or trust adults. ok with other kiddos

>> don’t ask about his scars. (pls do i love angst >:3)

>> gets words easily mixed up!

>> Signoff for anons will be 🪲

>Hobbies

>> Collecting bugs

>> drawing

>> hiding

>> Reading (about bugs)

#Ask Eli - for asks

#bug speaks - for posts

Mun is 20 - @sunbeesol If you agere or have an acc that ageres with a character, please do not follow as uncomfortable or triggering subjects may be discussed on this RP blog.

Triggering topics on this blog may include:

-Foster Care -Violence -Manipulation -Paranoia -Distrust -D//th -Abandonment -Shitty parenting -Neglect -Abuse

Always open for RP as long as it's not nsfw (Sexual) or Romantic. Absolutely NO NSFW. Muse is a MINOR. Please do not force storylines or act as Mun.