Welcome to my wacky world!

"A parlor trick with a make-believe past."

[bolter-starshooter]

innnntroooo

//this is oli, im back bitchesssss

Heir to the Starshooter company and fortune.

Name: Bolter Henry Starshooter

Age: 20

Height: 5' 10" (yes im a giant)

Gender: Tamale (She/they)

YOU CAN NOW ASK THOMAS AND RICHARD QUESTIONS [THOMAS IS BLUE AND RICHARD IS GREEN)

Parents: Thor Odinson And Jane Foster, Thomas Starshooter and Richard Starshooter (adoptive)

Siblings: James Starshooter

Family: Auntie Serena (@serenastark-official)

Friends: @leilani-rishoah

My beautiful partner: 🫶🏻 @nyxe-dragonetti

//MARVEL RP BLOG. MAIN IS @oliveoli-offical

Bolter's backstory: https://www.tumblr.com/bolter-starshooter/819370564576772096/bolters-backstory?source=share

fc: Courtney Eaton (thank you @thatone-midgardian)

Vc/Sc: Barrett Wilbert Weed

Bolter's fits: https://pin.it/6YZ5zatKM

//Thats all folks!

[serenastark-official]

Bolter appeared out of no where, holding Darcy out. Bolter’s hair was covered in sand and she looked very unimpressed. "Hi, I was wondering if you could look after Darcy for like.. 30 minutes?"

-@bolter-starshooter

Serena stared at Bolter for a solid second and blinked, taking Darcy from her “What could go wrong? I have a little sister so this should be a piece of cake!”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter laughed. "Darcy likes to throw sand at people now, so... have fun. I just need to shower then ill be back, promise."

[serenastark-official]

Serena shrugged, “I don’t see any sand within a one mile radius”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter points at her hair. "THIS." She rubs her eyes. "Sorry, its been a long day. I just managed to get Darcy bathed before I got her to you."

[serenastark-official]

“Let me rephrase that, I don’t see sand within a mile radius for Darcy to throw them at me”

[bolter-starshooter]

"Cool, have fun, ill be right back,"

[serenastark-official]

"Alright, tiny human. Your mother has abandoned you to the Stark Daycare Program. Rule number one: we throw absolutely nothing. Rule number two: if we do throw something, it's plushies. Deal?"

[serenastark-official]

She bounced Darcy gently in her arms. “Hey, hey, nope, we're not doing the tiny human alarm thing.”

[bolter-starshooter]

Darcy: cries even louder

[serenastark-official]

“Uh... would a bottle help? A toy? Am I supposed to sing?” She glanced around like someone was going to magically appear with instructions. 

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter reappears, (no longer sand coated) "You... need some help?"

[serenastark-official]

“She started crying approximately three seconds after you left.”

[bolter-starshooter]

"Yeah, that seems to be the general consensus when I leave her alone for too long."

[serenastark-official]

Serena let out the most relieved sigh imaginable as she handed Darcy back.

“Okay, good, so it's not just me.”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter took Darcy and sighed, trying to calm her down. "I dont know what to do about it, i cant even leave her with my parents."

[serenastark-official]

Bolter appeared out of no where, holding Darcy out. Bolter’s hair was covered in sand and she looked very unimpressed. "Hi, I was wondering if you could look after Darcy for like.. 30 minutes?"

-@bolter-starshooter

Serena stared at Bolter for a solid second and blinked, taking Darcy from her “What could go wrong? I have a little sister so this should be a piece of cake!”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter laughed. "Darcy likes to throw sand at people now, so... have fun. I just need to shower then ill be back, promise."

[serenastark-official]

Serena shrugged, “I don’t see any sand within a one mile radius”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter points at her hair. "THIS." She rubs her eyes. "Sorry, its been a long day. I just managed to get Darcy bathed before I got her to you."

[serenastark-official]

“Let me rephrase that, I don’t see sand within a mile radius for Darcy to throw them at me”

[bolter-starshooter]

"Cool, have fun, ill be right back,"

[serenastark-official]

"Alright, tiny human. Your mother has abandoned you to the Stark Daycare Program. Rule number one: we throw absolutely nothing. Rule number two: if we do throw something, it's plushies. Deal?"

[serenastark-official]

She bounced Darcy gently in her arms. “Hey, hey, nope, we're not doing the tiny human alarm thing.”

[bolter-starshooter]

Darcy: cries even louder

[serenastark-official]

“Uh... would a bottle help? A toy? Am I supposed to sing?” She glanced around like someone was going to magically appear with instructions. 

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter reappears, (no longer sand coated) "You... need some help?"

[serenastark-official]

“She started crying approximately three seconds after you left.”

[bolter-starshooter]

"Yeah, that seems to be the general consensus when I leave her alone for too long."

[serenastark-official]

Bolter appeared out of no where, holding Darcy out. Bolter’s hair was covered in sand and she looked very unimpressed. "Hi, I was wondering if you could look after Darcy for like.. 30 minutes?"

-@bolter-starshooter

Serena stared at Bolter for a solid second and blinked, taking Darcy from her “What could go wrong? I have a little sister so this should be a piece of cake!”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter laughed. "Darcy likes to throw sand at people now, so... have fun. I just need to shower then ill be back, promise."

[serenastark-official]

Serena shrugged, “I don’t see any sand within a one mile radius”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter points at her hair. "THIS." She rubs her eyes. "Sorry, its been a long day. I just managed to get Darcy bathed before I got her to you."

[serenastark-official]

“Let me rephrase that, I don’t see sand within a mile radius for Darcy to throw them at me”

[bolter-starshooter]

"Cool, have fun, ill be right back,"

[serenastark-official]

"Alright, tiny human. Your mother has abandoned you to the Stark Daycare Program. Rule number one: we throw absolutely nothing. Rule number two: if we do throw something, it's plushies. Deal?"

[serenastark-official]

She bounced Darcy gently in her arms. “Hey, hey, nope, we're not doing the tiny human alarm thing.”

[bolter-starshooter]

Darcy: cries even louder

[serenastark-official]

“Uh... would a bottle help? A toy? Am I supposed to sing?” She glanced around like someone was going to magically appear with instructions. 

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter reappears, (no longer sand coated) "You... need some help?"

[serenastark-official]

Bolter appeared out of no where, holding Darcy out. Bolter’s hair was covered in sand and she looked very unimpressed. "Hi, I was wondering if you could look after Darcy for like.. 30 minutes?"

-@bolter-starshooter

Serena stared at Bolter for a solid second and blinked, taking Darcy from her “What could go wrong? I have a little sister so this should be a piece of cake!”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter laughed. "Darcy likes to throw sand at people now, so... have fun. I just need to shower then ill be back, promise."

[serenastark-official]

Serena shrugged, “I don’t see any sand within a one mile radius”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter points at her hair. "THIS." She rubs her eyes. "Sorry, its been a long day. I just managed to get Darcy bathed before I got her to you."

[serenastark-official]

“Let me rephrase that, I don’t see sand within a mile radius for Darcy to throw them at me”

[bolter-starshooter]

"Cool, have fun, ill be right back,"

[serenastark-official]

"Alright, tiny human. Your mother has abandoned you to the Stark Daycare Program. Rule number one: we throw absolutely nothing. Rule number two: if we do throw something, it's plushies. Deal?"

[serenastark-official]

She bounced Darcy gently in her arms. “Hey, hey, nope, we're not doing the tiny human alarm thing.”

[bolter-starshooter]

Darcy: cries even louder

[serenastark-official]

Bolter appeared out of no where, holding Darcy out. Bolter’s hair was covered in sand and she looked very unimpressed. "Hi, I was wondering if you could look after Darcy for like.. 30 minutes?"

-@bolter-starshooter

Serena stared at Bolter for a solid second and blinked, taking Darcy from her “What could go wrong? I have a little sister so this should be a piece of cake!”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter laughed. "Darcy likes to throw sand at people now, so... have fun. I just need to shower then ill be back, promise."

[serenastark-official]

Serena shrugged, “I don’t see any sand within a one mile radius”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter points at her hair. "THIS." She rubs her eyes. "Sorry, its been a long day. I just managed to get Darcy bathed before I got her to you."

[serenastark-official]

“Let me rephrase that, I don’t see sand within a mile radius for Darcy to throw them at me”

[bolter-starshooter]

"Cool, have fun, ill be right back,"

[serenastark-official]

"Alright, tiny human. Your mother has abandoned you to the Stark Daycare Program. Rule number one: we throw absolutely nothing. Rule number two: if we do throw something, it's plushies. Deal?"

[lia-valkyriesdottir]

*points at you* ALSO PART ASGARDIAN??

-@bolter-starshooter

YES, PART ASGARDIAN INDEED

[bolter-starshooter]

YAYY

I legit havent met someone who's half asgardian as well T-T (we're a rare species lmao)

[lia-valkyriesdottir]

I HAVEN’T EITHER

Is life half asgardian??

[bolter-starshooter]

It depends, ours are. I mean our lives, but not everybody else's

[lia-valkyriesdottir]

I meant life @alien-learning-about-earth

[bolter-starshooter]

I dont believe I've met Life.

[lia-valkyriesdottir]

YOU OUGHT TO

she’s a dork

[bolter-starshooter]

Ill go talk to her then :]

[serenastark-official]

Bolter appeared out of no where, holding Darcy out. Bolter’s hair was covered in sand and she looked very unimpressed. "Hi, I was wondering if you could look after Darcy for like.. 30 minutes?"

-@bolter-starshooter

Serena stared at Bolter for a solid second and blinked, taking Darcy from her “What could go wrong? I have a little sister so this should be a piece of cake!”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter laughed. "Darcy likes to throw sand at people now, so... have fun. I just need to shower then ill be back, promise."

[serenastark-official]

Serena shrugged, “I don’t see any sand within a one mile radius”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter points at her hair. "THIS." She rubs her eyes. "Sorry, its been a long day. I just managed to get Darcy bathed before I got her to you."

[serenastark-official]

“Let me rephrase that, I don’t see sand within a mile radius for Darcy to throw them at me”

[bolter-starshooter]

"Cool, have fun, ill be right back,"

[lia-valkyriesdottir]

*points at you* ALSO PART ASGARDIAN??

-@bolter-starshooter

YES, PART ASGARDIAN INDEED

[bolter-starshooter]

YAYY

I legit havent met someone who's half asgardian as well T-T (we're a rare species lmao)

[lia-valkyriesdottir]

I HAVEN’T EITHER

Is life half asgardian??

[bolter-starshooter]

It depends, ours are. I mean our lives, but not everybody else's

[lia-valkyriesdottir]

I meant life @alien-learning-about-earth

[bolter-starshooter]

I dont believe I've met Life.

[serenastark-official]

Bolter appeared out of no where, holding Darcy out. Bolter’s hair was covered in sand and she looked very unimpressed. "Hi, I was wondering if you could look after Darcy for like.. 30 minutes?"

-@bolter-starshooter

Serena stared at Bolter for a solid second and blinked, taking Darcy from her “What could go wrong? I have a little sister so this should be a piece of cake!”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter laughed. "Darcy likes to throw sand at people now, so... have fun. I just need to shower then ill be back, promise."

[serenastark-official]

Serena shrugged, “I don’t see any sand within a one mile radius”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter points at her hair. "THIS." She rubs her eyes. "Sorry, its been a long day. I just managed to get Darcy bathed before I got her to you."

[lia-valkyriesdottir]

*points at you* ALSO PART ASGARDIAN??

-@bolter-starshooter

YES, PART ASGARDIAN INDEED

[bolter-starshooter]

YAYY

I legit havent met someone who's half asgardian as well T-T (we're a rare species lmao)

[lia-valkyriesdottir]

I HAVEN’T EITHER

Is life half asgardian??

[bolter-starshooter]

It depends, ours are. I mean our lives, but not everybody else's

[serenastark-official]

Bolter appeared out of no where, holding Darcy out. Bolter’s hair was covered in sand and she looked very unimpressed. "Hi, I was wondering if you could look after Darcy for like.. 30 minutes?"

-@bolter-starshooter

Serena stared at Bolter for a solid second and blinked, taking Darcy from her “What could go wrong? I have a little sister so this should be a piece of cake!”

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter laughed. "Darcy likes to throw sand at people now, so... have fun. I just need to shower then ill be back, promise."

[lia-valkyriesdottir]

*points at you* ALSO PART ASGARDIAN??

-@bolter-starshooter

YES, PART ASGARDIAN INDEED

[bolter-starshooter]

YAYY

I legit havent met someone who's half asgardian as well T-T (we're a rare species lmao)

[smarterthantonystark]

Open Roleplay—Taken By HYDRA AU

Tw: brainwashing, heavy violence, general HYDRA stuff

---------

Peter has been missing for months, gone without a trace. He'd gone out for a regular patrol one evening, all smiles and sunshine after successfully getting a hundred on his history test, and... he never came back. His suit was found in a dumpster a few days later, bloodied and torn to shreds with Karen knocked offline.

New York had noticed that Spider-Man was gone, but they didn't think much of it, assuming he'd just gotten tired of the hero gig and abandoned them. The students at his school didn't really notice or care, beyond his friends and a few other people who were curious of what'd happened. The Avengers kept looking this whole time, but they've found nothing, no trace of the boy beyond the suit and some bloodied handprints.

Now, a figure stalks through the night. His enhanced hearing is locked onto a heartbeat, his glassy, brown-eyed stare focused onto the target he'd been given. Killing said target is his first assignment, and he's been made capable of doing it well. If he doesn't do it well, he knows what'll happen. He adjusts his mask—dark and hard instead of colorful and soft, covering his mouth (which is slightly open to air four sharp, hollow, venom-filled fangs) but not his eyes—and prepares to pounce.

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Tags (absolutely no pressure and you don't have to be tagged to roleplay! Use any blog you want!): @april-barnes @emiliakane @potatogunkid-official @iwasmadetobeasoldier @msbrooklynstark @liliyabarnes @starrryghost @captainrogers-thepatriot @winter-solstice-soldier @unofficially-tonystark @definitely-not-ira @steve-g-rogers @the-winter-soldierr @man-of-iron @katiestark @cobaltbabybluebarnes @polymerclasher @sunflower-0180 @peter-parker-who @starksmechanics

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter quietly throws a couple of suits into the backseat of her car, stretching her back. She had been running errands all day and was finally able to go home.

She paused, something felt... off. She looked around, why did the dry cleaners have to be in this part of NY?? She felt like she was being watched, "Hello?" She said, loud enough for it to echo.

[smarterthantonystark]

He doesn't respond, simply continuing to lurk in the shadows. He shifts his weight a little bit, trying to calculate any weak spots he could hit and knowing if he's not fast enough Bolter could simply get in her car and drive away.

[bolter-starshooter]

Rain started to fall around Bolter. She searched the shadows before a lightning bolt hit her.

She reappeared right in front of Peter. "Howdy, what are you doing?" She had a smile, mostly amused that he was watching her.

[smarterthantonystark]

Peter freezes, backing up in startled surprise. He doesn't respond in words. Instead, he hisses and steps forward again, grabbing at her upper arm.

[bolter-starshooter]

She blinks, "Peter, what are you doing?" She looked at his hand, confused. She doesn't pull away, just tilts her head.

[smarterthantonystark]

He doesn't say anything, instead pulling his mask off and shooting two webs at her feet to hold her. His fangs extend and his head snaps forward towards her shoulder.

[bolter-starshooter]

She teleported back, one of her eys turning bright red. "Peter. Parker. Stark?" She stopped for a moment, "what is your last name...?"

[morebrainslessbrawn]

OPEN RP ⋆˚.༄

[even if we’ve never interacted before !!]

Aleena was on her usual path to the market, a bag rested on her shoulder and headphones sat on top of her head. She hadn’t paid much attention and was more focused on her repetitive movements than the people around her.

That was until a woman shoved into her, causing Aleena to land on her back and look up at the random criminal that held a blaster of some sorts. She wasn’t trained in combat but, sprung up to help the civilians out of the path of destruction while tending to others— Aleena had her back towards the person who pointed the blaster towards her and shot towards her, knocking Aleena unconscious.

She had woken up in a hospital, slightly delirious and hooked on an I.V machine, sitting up as she began to un-blur her vision then, landing on a small figure who looked around 5-6 years old but, it wasn’t any other child but a younger and scrawny her. This lead to an exasperated Aleena holding a toddler on her hip with sunglasses over her eyes as she frantically knocked on the door of a person she hoped would helped.

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter had been just doing chores around the house. Darcy was sleeping upstairs and she needed something to do. When Bolter heard the knock, she looked over confused.

She walked over and opened the door. When she saw Aleena, she was going ask if everything was okay, then she saw the child. "Hi... do you need help with... the child?"

[morebrainslessbrawn]

She looked up, breathing a sigh of relief before adjusting the younger version of herself. “Hey—! Uhm, yes please.. She’s just a bit shy.” She set the toddler down who immediately clung to her jeans while looking up to Bolter.

“It’s okay.. c’mon.” She mumbled, patting younger Aleena’s head— she didn’t remember being that clingy growing up, yet here’s her younger self whose hands were white-knuckled against her jeans.

[bolter-starshooter]

"Its alright, please come inside. I can cut up some like... bananas or something for her." Bolter gives Aleena a warm smile and moves out of the way so she can walk inside.

Bolter sets some plushies on the couch. "Plase, help yourself to anything."

[morebrainslessbrawn]

“Thank you..” She walked in, standing in the living room before nudging the little girl towards the couch to show that it was okay. “I have a lot to explain but— it’s hard to really articulate it so basically a younger kid ended up in my hospital room with me, but the kid ends up to be a 5 year old version of myself.” She remarked, fidgeting with her jewelry while said child carefully picked up the plushie and held it in her arms.

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter looked at the child. "Well, you must know a lot about your younger self. We should probably make sure she, and you, are comfortable." She looked back at Aleena. "Do you need anything? Water, food?"

[morebrainslessbrawn]

She looking down at her hands before she glanced up to them. “I’m okay.. I just needed someone else’s advice on how to take care of a smaller person.” Aleena mumbled, letting out a slow exhale. Her younger version was quietly playing with the plushie even going over and presenting it to Bolter.

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter smiled, nodding to little Aleena. "Yeah, its not hard but hard at the same time. To be honest, mine is much younger then yours." Bolter kneeled down. "You can have it, little one."

"Five years old are semi easy to take care of. If you talk to her like an adult, it will make her respect you. Listen to you, ya know?"

[bolter-starshooter]

Open BIRTHDAY Rp!!

tw: halfnaked? (For like the first paragraph), Scars, forced surgery

(Sorry its so long.)

Bolter awoke alone in her dark bedroom. Darcy was sleeping in her crib. She took a deep breath and got out of bed, stretching her back. She walked past her nirror and stopped. She studied the scar that ran up her abdomen, from when the scientists had cut her open, her ran a hand over it. Remembering the halfawakeness she felt.

She put on a shirt and took one of the baby monitors and her phone before walking out of her room, letting Darcy sleep. She closed the door to her room before walking down to the second story.

She stared at Nyxe's door for a moment before walking away. She walked down another set of stairs before walking into the ground floor's kitchen. She set down her phone and baby monitor on the counter She rubbed her eyes before opening the fridge. She pulled out stuff to make waffles.

Her phone buzzed over and over again. Thousands of other Starshooters sending Happy Birthday messages to Bolter. They were obligated to as she was the nextcoming of Alchemaia Starshooter. A god in their eyes. At 20, no, 21 years old.

It made her sick.

She put her phone on do not disturb before humming to herself, making waffles. She heard someone walk in. She didnt look up. She hadnt taken her medication in a couple of days so, she assumed it was another fake sound in her schizo mind.

@nycartscene @smarterthantonystark

[smarterthantonystark]

Peter stops a few feet away from Bolter, leaning one shoulder against the wall, and smiles.

"Morning, Bolt. Ready for your birthday?"

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter paused, then turned to Peter. "Morning. Im assuming you're not a halucination. Uh, not really?"

[smarterthantonystark]

"Yep, not a hallucination." Peter laughs, then shrugs. "That's okay, cuz it's happening anyways. I'd offer to make you breakfast, but I really don't think you want my special overcooked raw pancakes on your birthday."

[bolter-starshooter]

She laughs. "It sounds tempting. Would you like some waffles? I was gonna make some for my partner, but i always have stuff to make more."

[smarterthantonystark]

He smiles. "Sure, that sounds amazing! As long as it's not too much extra work."

[bolter-starshooter]

"Nah, it wont take too long."

[smarterthantonystark]

"Great." Peter smiles wider. "Anything you could use some help with?"

[bolter-starshooter]

"Uh, could you mae some more batter?" She smiles and starts cooking the waffles.

[smarterthantonystark]

He nods, moving to do so. "Do you have any special birthday plans or anything for today?"

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter shrugs, "not really. My cousins want me over later. Might go out with my partner, Maybe take Darcy to the pool?"

"What about you?"

[smarterthantonystark]

Open Roleplay—Taken By HYDRA AU

Tw: brainwashing, heavy violence, general HYDRA stuff

---------

Peter has been missing for months, gone without a trace. He'd gone out for a regular patrol one evening, all smiles and sunshine after successfully getting a hundred on his history test, and... he never came back. His suit was found in a dumpster a few days later, bloodied and torn to shreds with Karen knocked offline.

New York had noticed that Spider-Man was gone, but they didn't think much of it, assuming he'd just gotten tired of the hero gig and abandoned them. The students at his school didn't really notice or care, beyond his friends and a few other people who were curious of what'd happened. The Avengers kept looking this whole time, but they've found nothing, no trace of the boy beyond the suit and some bloodied handprints.

Now, a figure stalks through the night. His enhanced hearing is locked onto a heartbeat, his glassy, brown-eyed stare focused onto the target he'd been given. Killing said target is his first assignment, and he's been made capable of doing it well. If he doesn't do it well, he knows what'll happen. He adjusts his mask—dark and hard instead of colorful and soft, covering his mouth (which is slightly open to air four sharp, hollow, venom-filled fangs) but not his eyes—and prepares to pounce.

----------

Tags (absolutely no pressure and you don't have to be tagged to roleplay! Use any blog you want!): @april-barnes @emiliakane @potatogunkid-official @iwasmadetobeasoldier @msbrooklynstark @liliyabarnes @starrryghost @captainrogers-thepatriot @winter-solstice-soldier @unofficially-tonystark @definitely-not-ira @steve-g-rogers @the-winter-soldierr @man-of-iron @katiestark @cobaltbabybluebarnes @polymerclasher @sunflower-0180 @peter-parker-who @starksmechanics

[bolter-starshooter]

Bolter quietly throws a couple of suits into the backseat of her car, stretching her back. She had been running errands all day and was finally able to go home.

She paused, something felt... off. She looked around, why did the dry cleaners have to be in this part of NY?? She felt like she was being watched, "Hello?" She said, loud enough for it to echo.

[smarterthantonystark]

He doesn't respond, simply continuing to lurk in the shadows. He shifts his weight a little bit, trying to calculate any weak spots he could hit and knowing if he's not fast enough Bolter could simply get in her car and drive away.

[bolter-starshooter]

Rain started to fall around Bolter. She searched the shadows before a lightning bolt hit her.

She reappeared right in front of Peter. "Howdy, what are you doing?" She had a smile, mostly amused that he was watching her.

[smarterthantonystark]

Peter freezes, backing up in startled surprise. He doesn't respond in words. Instead, he hisses and steps forward again, grabbing at her upper arm.

[bolter-starshooter]

She blinks, "Peter, what are you doing?" She looked at his hand, confused. She doesn't pull away, just tilts her head.