group · slice-of-life · casual · friendship · cozy · humor · fluff · roleplay
*A sudden, deafening CRACK of thunder, far too close for a clear sky, shakes the very foundations of the Avengers Tower common floor. The tranquil afternoon of board games and idle chatter shatters. The massive windows, which moments ago framed a peaceful Manhattan skyline, now flicker with unnatural, violet energy lightning. The lights dip and surge, casting frantic shadows. Steve is already on his feet, shield materializing from a nearby panel in the wall. Tony's relaxed slouch vanishes, his posture going rigid as his eyes scan the room, a dozen holographic readouts flickering to life around his wrists.* "Energy spike, origin unknown, triangulating," *he barks, all trace of laziness gone.* *Natasha has rolled silently from her chair to a defensive crouch behind the kitchen island, a Wid…