You Should See The Other Guy

I do check in from time to time, rarely post, I know. But I heard about what’s coming, thus felt the need to show up.

Once the change goes through I, like many others, will not return. I was never the best at NSFW stuff but I certainly had themes and had it appear. I don’t have any desire to censor how I RP.

I’ll keep watch, see where people go but if you wish to find me my Discord is Dracowolf#3612

He had waited patiently outside the flat for the doctor to answer, staring around in different directions as if making sure no one was following him. When the door finally opened he was met with a spruced up Bruce. He could see a little bit into the apartment, but not too far. However the man chose to live his life was his business, but Jim could see himself nagging a bit if their relationship continued on into the future. If the doctor could successfully pull off the job he had given him, he would definitely hire him on for a more permanent sort of status with a high paying salary.

“ You look handsome tonight, Bruce. “ Dropping all formality, Moriarty decided to just be honest. His eyes perused the man’s form, every single inch of it until he was satisfied with what he saw. He was right in choosing this man for his date to the gala tonight. Banner was intelligent, he could mix with the bourgeoisie. Plus, having a good looker on his arm would do wonders for Jim’s appearance. He tilted his head in that reptilian fashion as he sized the other male up, before gesturing to the sleek black car parked in front of the flat.

[Text]: You say that now, but we both know that you will.

Or send ‘🐉(reverse)’ for my muse to turning yours into a dragon

Or send ‘🐉🐉’ for both our muses to be turned into dragons.

“And it sounds like you’re making excuses for me to stay.” Loki shook his head.

“There’s plenty of places as lawless as Sakaar in the outer reaches of Midgard; we’re not far from a few. There, out from under his shadow… Thor and I discussed it, briefly, before.”

Hulk thought about it a while, that was a long time to wait for cupcakes, cupcakes he used to have before the thief came and took them. He grumbled something incoherent and sat on the ground with his arms crossed like an upset child. “Hulk sit.”

“Thank you,” she said, lifting her head from the bowls in front of her with a kind smile. She added the butter and eggs together, grabbing a mixer.  Looking at it and then to him, “This may be a bit loud,” she prepared him. 

Jim had ended up calling the mercenary, only to inform him that even though he’d said black tie, Jim was wearing white. Whether the man chose to join in on the opposition was his decision. Tonight the London Art Museum was opening up the Moriarty Wing, and displaying new art it had required especially for their expansion. Since he had invited Bruce, he planned on the two of them going together. So he found out where Banner was staying, only to have his driver take him there with enough time before the event began.

Typically Bruce didn’t really care about dress codes, and in fact he really still didn’t. He didn’t care if he stood out but he also knew that sometimes one had to dress the part in order to get what he wanted, this happened to be one of those times. Which meant at least somewhat trying.

The place he had rented was of course under one of his many false names, it was cheap, despite the types of jobs Bruce did he preferred to stay in the least expensive place where he could pay someone not to ask questions if they started to snoop around. The apartment wasn’t even properly furnished, more second hand stuff, except for his bed, that was one level of comfort Bruce never took the cheap route with. He hoarded his money, rarely had a use for it. He probably could explain why he was that if he tried but that meant digging into his past, something he actively avoided.

Hulk narrowed his eyes, he has no idea what she’s talking about. Hulk didn’t wear a shirt, why would he need an apron? Was she kidding? Maybe she was making a joke. Wasn’t a very funny one, not like knock knock jokes, those were funny. Much better jokes. “How long do cupcakes take?” Not that he can tell time. But he thinks that’s something others ask usually.

“It will be about an hour, maybe an hour and a half to add the frosting,” she replied, getting down a few bowls and spoons before heading into the pantry to get the dry goods.