Your Calm

[engagements]

Your Calm You're dangerous. In the end, it doesn't matter whether you're a constant flight risk ticking time bomb or someone who's a threat to society when the moon is full or the right magic spells or demon blood enchantment is given; anyone could unluckily wind up on your business end on one bad day. Isn't it better, then, for you to just stay away and build up walls so you never hurt someone else? There is a someone else that can make all the difference, however. Somehow, they're the only person who can diffuse the bomb that is you. Maybe it's because of your shared history. Maybe they're just the only person you truly like. Whatever the case may be, there's no surprise that you've grown close to them...perhaps too close, though you may not realize depending on how aware of surroundings you are. Now, your emotions are all mixed up, and there could even be lo- No. Don't focus on that. Instead, just don't question it and only rely on them to get you through spells that make you a danger to yourself and others. Whether they're keeping you at bay, you're having a calm moment with them or battling with the idea of your feelings be known, or otherwise, you should appreciate them, your emotional walls or instability notwithstanding. Comment with your character, preferences, what side they'll be, and any other information that makes you easily tagged by new people or canon unfamiliar players. Reply to others. Play at your own discretion. Emotional, angsty, fluffy, fully romantic, ust, it's up to you.

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Peter Bishop | Fringe | OTA, M/F for shipping

[consultingbishop]

[Mun is voicetesting, and is currently up to season 2, and catching up.

Pete will be on the 'to be calmed' side. He has a lot of built-up angst.]

Steve McGarrett | Hawaii Five-0 | OTA

[aneurysmface]

[To be calmed. Full of mangst. Prefer non-romantic.]

cullen rutherford | da:i

[templartantrum]

Rey | SW:TFA | OTA

[thesefirststeps]

[ooc: Either / or.]

Jack | Mass Effect | ota

[helllion]

[definitely the 'to be calmed' side]

Daniel Rand | Marvel | ota

[dannyrand]

[The Zen AF one. Comes in 616, or MCU(ish) styles. Collect them all. ]

Hermione Granger | Harry Potter | Open

[sophically]

ronan lynch / trc.

[sectum]

( current through dream thieves, still in a manner of voicetesting; and definitely the one that needs to calm the fuck down. )

sam winchester ✘ supernatural.

[hollowly]

( there's a lot of angst floating around in here, but he's generally the calm one, even if he does have his moments. )

Elsa | Frozen | ota

[theicewitch]

[Needs to be calmed. Evil Queen AU for this one.]

Pepper Potts | MCU

[talesofsuspense]

Bucky Barnes | MCU | M/M for shipping

[tws_bucky]

[Prefer no Steves for shipping but platonic is fine. And he is likely the one to need being calmed.]

Wanda Maximoff | mcu

[alayavedma]

[Either]

Nico di Angelo | Heroes of Olympus

[nicodiangelo]

[Could be either side. m/m for shipping]

giorno giovanna | jjba ( vento aureo )

[digiorno]

( i'm cool with shippy stuff or platonic stuff!! hmu. he's good on either side tbh )

bzzzzzttt

[amadea]

[During the normally quiet and uneventful evening in the city streets there is a scream that echoes out from one of the back roads. The scream is then followed by another and then the reverberating sounds of something hard hitting the brick wall accompanied by a few less-than human wailing.

Following the outrageous commotion leads to Dea standing in the middle of tossed trash from the overturned trashcans nearby. She pants heavily, hands clenched at her sides with one gripping a broken brick with its edges colored in a dark liquid. Her entire appearance is disheveled and haphazard. Her dress skirt dirty and stained and her stockings ripped at the knees, but the worst of it isn't even her damaged outfit.

Her hair looked as if someone had come at it with a pair of dulled scissors while wearing goggles. Most was cut away at unfortunate angles and leaving the edges choppy and frayed. For Dea it was possibly one of the worst things to ever happen to her in this city and the nearly dead fairy curled up at her feet was the cause of it all.]

Bruce Banner: MCU

[zen_en_vert]

[labcoatgirl]

[She's rusty but would you mind a Betty?]

[zen_en_vert]

[I'd love one! Would you like to set up, or shall I?]

[labcoatgirl]

[if you've got an idea, go for it! I haven't seen civil war yet so I'm up to age of ultron.]

[CW spoilers] honestly I admit Steve is a little bomb-like post-CW, but I'll roll with whatever

[punched_hitler]

After Bucky went under again, Steve wasn't sure staying in Wakanda was a good idea. Maybe he was being paranoid, but he didn't want to be the reason anyone dragged his best friend back under scrutiny for something he didn't deserve. He'd never been good at hiding, exactly - it wasn't his style - but he knew what was at stake, and had been using everything Natasha had ever taught him to stay under the radar as he made his way from Africa back up into Europe, wanting to head back to the States, but also sure that doing that would be like walking into a trap. And now was not the time to walk into traps.

Still, of all the places Steve expected to see Bruce Banner again, a little out-of-the-way cafe with free internet in France wasn't one of them. But then, Dr. Banner had always sort of surprised him, sometimes in good ways, sometimes in not-so-good ways, but that was life, he guessed.

He still couldn't help the way he tensed, thumbs still on the screen of the phone in his hands, and glanced up warily from beneath the bill of his cap when the figure stopped beside his table in the corner at the back of the cafe.

"Doc." The greeting was, admittedly, and probably understandably, cautious.

[zen_en_vert]

"Hey."

Says Bruce, warmly.

"I was hoping to run into you here."

Which is just untrue enough, obviously, to hopefully let him know that he should expect that they're being listened in on. That may explain why Bruce reaches out a hopeful hand for Steve's phone, as he suggests;

"You up for a walk?"

Chuuya Nakahara | Bungou Stray Dogs

[doublesmall]

[definitely not calm, 100% the problem child here. works best if you're familiar with ch.31!]

hi angry small im here to make you angrier

[diezai]

[ this is his fault, really. (not that he'll ever admit that out loud.) but if he weren't here, and if he didn't suggest it, chuya never would've tapped into... this. chanting those words he knows would instill fear in others if they'd actually lived to tell the tale.

they were never the sort of people to leave survivors, after all, especially not back then.
in their wake are craters and empty space where corpses and blood were supposed to be.

the drawbacks are obvious. the toll it takes on his partner's body quite literally will tear him asunder if he lets this run rampant for any longer. but he watches anyway, just for another moment. partially to admire the effortless destruction and the fact that, well, it's kind of funny.

.. and maybe if he lets it go on a little longer he'll be in too much pain to be angry at him or try to take a swing at him for.. whatever reason it is this time, really. (he has many.) ]

hey -- [ he's careful, he knows better than to get caught in in the midst of this, but he has to get to chuya. crumbling stones and menacing black holes that threaten to swallow him whole aside, he pushes on, and grabs onto the exposed skin of his wrist tightly.

as if his ability alone wasn't enough to bring him back.
as if he was forcefully dragging his consciousness back up to the surface himself. ]

it's over now.

yessss

[doublesmall]

[he's never liked doing this.

never really liked the idea of giving up all his control, putting his life in someone else's hands with no chance to save himself if they fail him-- but dazai's never let him down. it's infuriating, the way he's always right and always seems to know what strategy will work (and chuuya hates when he's smug about it) but there's a sort of reassurance to that, too.

he hates it but he does it anyway, because it's necessary, because despite the reasons he's been given not to trust his old partner he knows with a certainty he will never admit to out loud that dazai won't let him die like this.

(where would the satisfaction be in that, anyway? chuuya would never know it if corruption killed him.)

the touch stops him short as his ability's cut off, awareness slowly returning while the ink fades from his skin and the power drains from his body. exhaustion fills the space it leaves behind, and it's pure stubbornness that keeps chuuya on his feet despite the bone-deep ache and the urge to sleep for-- god, he doesn't know, maybe a fucking month.]

-shit. [he reaches up with his free arm to wipe the blood from his mouth, not that there's much of his jacket sleeve left to manage that with.] I told you not to let it go that long, you idiot-- what are you trying to do, kill me?