#thread: ace

[sassa-fiske]

who: @aceofportsmouth​ when: greer’s bday party, anytime during the evening

Sassa immediately recognized the tall male - though she didn’t know him well, she was familiar enough with him. Everyone seemed to be talking about the athlete, at least in circles she was in...when they weren’t talking about Greer, that is. She would be lying if she said she hadn’t been curious about him, trying to put together whatever had everyone else seemingly hyped over Booker Wells. She spotted him sweet talking to a girl, leaning against the wall nearby and watching with carefully appraising eyes, noting every detail of the interaction. Of course, her slight tipsiness came back to bite her in the ass, Ace turning in her direction as his conversation ended, Sassa’s lips curling up into a smile a moment later as if she had been waiting for him to notice her. “Hi,” she said sweetly, tapping the cup with her drink against her lower lip a few times. “Having a good time?”

[trishuang-blog1]

“does it snow a lot in seoul?" tristan asks from where he’s sitting on the park bench the both of them had stopped at momentarily, gloved hands rubbing together as he attempts to warm the chill out of them. he had met up with @acxisms to grab food but after eating and seeing the small flurries begin to fall from the sky, the both of them figured hanging out a little bit longer to enjoy the sudden weather shift wouldn’t be such a bad idea. “snow in new york was always cool,” tristan smiles a little at the few memories that come forth with bringing up winter in new york, gaze shifting to look towards ace now, “this is my first winter here! i... wasn’t really sure what to expect.”

[sassa-fiske]

who: @aceofportsmouth​ when: december 3rd where: tennis courts after practice

“Hey you,” Sassa said, her tone quite nearly cloying as she approached Booker after tennis practice, holding out a cold water bottle for him, her face the utmost picture of sweetness as she looked up at him. “You looked good out there today,” she added, lashes blinking a few times as she continued her act. She didn’t buy the whole thing Booker had going at all, and yet, despite her continued efforts to get him to trust her, he still just...kept up that perfect little hometown boy thing. Sassa refused to believe it wasn’t solely for the purpose of hiding something. There was no way. “You have any plans for the rest of the day?” 

[mastersnowdrift]

An Unusual Ride (CA Closed | Ace)

The first order of business that Snowdrift had, now that Ankado was back in his life, was making sure the tiger’s appetite was satiated. He could cook easily enough for himself, and the tiger wasn’t too picky…but Snowdrift couldn’t just let Ankado loose on the streets of District Five and let him follow his instincts (he shuddered at the terrible consequences that would go hand-in-hand with that idea). So now, he was picking up food. Ever since he had started working for the Avengers, his needs had been easier to reach, and the occasional tips for the martial arts dojo were helping him as far as money went.

The return of Ankado meant that he now had another mouth to feed, however. He’d hastily made a run the other night and picked up three steaks, which would be enough to tide the tiger over for at least a day.

Still, it was better to have a hungry tiger to care for than no tiger at all. Ankado trundled along, just as happy to be in Snowdrift’s presence as the Pandaren was happy to have the tiger at his side. The stares took getting used to; Snowdrift was usually on the receiving end of them back home wherever he went in Pandaria, but those were stares of wonder. These were stares of utter disbelief.

Snowdrift met as many eyes as he could directly, not backing down. This was entirely natural for him, just as it was natural for humans to use cars or whatever it was those strange machines were. It was at that moment that he saw a rather familiar hat and dark hair…and his eyes lit up. From Ankado’s back, Snowdrift waved a huge hand at the person and called out, “Ace! Need a ride anywhere?” Ankado merely chuffed and raised his great striped head so Snowdrift could see into one of those great green eyes.

[ackerbutts-blog]

;;Ace // open

He knew that he was a few days late in setting something up for this week, but at the moment all Levi could think about was how he was going to face such an issue. Sighing slightly he glanced over copious amounts of leaflets and then looked at the the stripped shirt that hung in his closet. Four stripes, purple, grey, black and white. Not something Levi would ever choose on his own accord but given his role in the LGBT+ group, it was needed.  Pulling the shirt from the small space it hung in, he noticed the writing on the back. Sighing he pulled it on and walked out of his room, taking his bag with him and hoping that he wouldn't run into too many people he wouldn't know. It didn't take too long before he reached the entrance of the main academic building for Sunset. Levi took out a bunch of leaflets out and began to hand them out. The words 'Asexuality Awareness Week' was written in white writing surrounded by a black border so it could be seen on the flag background. He pushed the leaflet into people's hands, not really surprised when no one cared enough to ask any questions. 

[marinebiologiststarplatinum]

Reflections on a Rising Sun (CA Closed | Ace)

His body ached as it had not since he'd been blasted by Kira Yoshikage's attacks...yet it was a sign that Jotaro was alive. At least, that was how he chose to take it. It wasn't as though he'd been beaten...rather, it was as though he were exhausted from a week's worth of activity's hitting him at once.

Before the sun rose, Jotaro was awake...feeling as though every bruise he'd ever suffered were magnified. He rinsed off his face...feeling the pain, the wear, seemingly rinse away as well. Which was a good thing.

Jotaro dimly headed out into the city...not sure of where he was going, or where, or why. District after district hurtled past...and when the sun rose at last, it illuminated a city wreathed by morning rain.

It was perhaps the most beautiful that Jotaro had seen it. The fluffy clouds overhead released gentle showers, and the undersides of those clouds were illuminated by the sun...

"And I forgot my umbrella." Jotaro muttered as the train came to a stop...letting him out in District Six.

No sooner had he left the station than he saw a young-looking man with a strange hat and black hair...and an aura that reminded Jotaro very greatly of his friend, Mohamed Avdol.

"Excuse me...any idea where I can get an umbrella?" Jotaro asked. "My cap...only does so much."