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closed rp blog for displacementhq sideblog to hexappeall HOWARD STARK “what i am telling you, before you begin my story, is this - two things: i crave truth. and i lie.”

[starkambition]

memcirss‌:

DONNING CRIMSON THREADS THAT MATCH the devilish curve that adorned her lips. oh what a sight it was , to flourish in the disastrous outcome of yet another roundabout with another member of the opposing sex. ❝ glad to see some things never change , did you really expect that to go any other way ? ❞  she chided as her lips captured the edge of her own glass , taking in a long sip of the golden whiskey , aphotic hues glimmering with a jest at his dampened appearance. ❝  you wear the look well. ❞

       NO SUCH THING AS SHAME   /   a grin spread across features, pulled at the corner of his lips and exposed the laugh lines that crossed his face, the curve of what could almost be called a dimple, the crows feet that spoke of a life full of amusement rather than pain. and, here, now, he licked alcohol from his mustache, a brief flick of his tongue as he made a show of critiquing the taste.  “  i know it’s free but they couldn’t have splurged on the gin ? give us something with a little more flavour ?   “   he lifted his eyebrows with a wag,  “ oh don’t be like that peg, you know i have my strong points.   “   pocket square is pressed against wet skin, attempting to dry hmself off, though, his suit is probably best given up as a lost cause.  eyes flick from the wicked curve of her smile, her glass, to the expanse of her,   “  thanks, that’s one helluva look you’ve got yourself.  “   it’s said casually, confidently, as if his breath didn’t almost catch in the back of his throat, as if he didn’t have to force his eyes away lest they linger a touch too long for just reunited friends. howard had never had a reputation for self restraint but then again, reputations were just words, and he’d been twisting those round since he’d been a kid. he didn’t linger.  “ now,  do a fella a favor and direct him to a drink ?  preferably one still in a cup.  “

[starkambition]

sometimes i forget that i ever existed underneath all the people i’ve tried to become.

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ofmisterios‌:

it was an accident, one of the decorations fell to the ground, but he quickly picked it up from the floor before someone saw that he had walked right into it. steve put the piece of paper he held in his mouth and turned his head to look at the nearest person ❝ what? wasn’t my fault ❞ he said, taking out the paper from his mouth ❝ it became alive and started to attack me ❞ worst excuse ever when he did not want to admit his eyes were somewhere else ❝ totally not kidding ❞ he added.

      HOWARD WAS SLOSHED    /   there was a pleasant buzz in his system  ,  blood pumping hot and fast, a flush to his cheeks. whiskey firmly in one hand, “  you’ve got some bad luck, pal. “  a  laugh, carefree and unsteady.   “  what was so important you walked yourself into the scenery ?   “  a  pause.  “ not that there isn’t plenty to catch your eye around here.  “   a meaningful head tilt to a group of rather gorgeous women all laughing together.  

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memcirss‌:

 a phantom of a time she left behind, a silent trigger dormant until the source arises. particularly the bullet himself ; but something seemed amiss. by the observation point , she knew he hadn’t a single idea who she was.  but there is a flicker of light is a promising notion  but she didn’t trust that it could be the same man she left behind. the man she endeavored to clear his name , pick away the muck from the voices that try to tear anyone down. people who didn’t believe in them,their craft – as different as they may be each held a kindred flame within for the other. and howard stark for as unbecoming his charm and his wit may be – the man is a genius.the kind who sets the bar high in his success. and in his failings , there is a rise and she’s seen it for herself. devilish red curves tighten at the flirtation , aphotic eyes narrow in a glare that could be considered serious or a playful one , it would be up to the company to decide which .” god forbid you change in the most uncanny of situations. how very howard stark. “ she wasn’t about to tip toe around the fact that she knew him. his pet names were insufferable as always , but she’d rather hear them than his eulogy. 

   THERE’S SOMETHING TO BE SAID OF FEAR   the bone chilling, blood draining awful stuff that settles in your gut, curls around your spine.  sinks it’s claws in.  there’s something to be said of vindication, something akin to proof that those dreams are more than dreams, whatever they are.  his heart beat is fast, his breathing irregular,  hey siri ?  what do you do when you meet a figment of your imagination and they  KNOW YOU  ?   he tried to level his breathing, work past the tense muscles, the pressure squeezing his lungs. he knows her and everything in him says that she is...safe  ?   he tucks the thought away   (  and the slow blooming warmth in his chest  )   for later inspection.  his grin fixes into place, false, too rehearsed,  SHAKESPEARE IN THE PARK,   “  see, you’ve caught me at a disadvantage, i don’t know your name.  what do you say we even the odds a bit, ms..?   “  there’s a fine tremor traveling through him, the hangover ?  the shock ? who’s to say.  he opens his mouth to say  --  say what  ?  (  i don’t know your name but i know you like red, that you drink tea, that you look stunning in a dress and can do one hundred and seven one armed push-ups.  )   “   i think i missed you.  “     like looking at a painting you didn’t know lacked something until it was added. until you saw what it was meant to have it look right.

[starkambition]

displacedrey‌:

Rey was grabbing a coffee after a day of writing service orders at the garage. She liked coming to the local coffeehouse - it was always a beehive of activity, of interesting people. The vibe was loosely reminiscent of Unkar Plutt’s trading post - but much here was upgraded. For one, it was a lot cleaner, and the people coming in and out were just that… people. 

The lack of droids and other species was something Rey was still getting used to. She sort of missed the clipped chatter of traders and robots, but didn’t miss the smell or the undercurrents of aggression.

She did like to come here, order a coffee, and just sit and watch people sometimes. It was nice to be able to relax and enjoy the place - that was another marked difference from Plutt’s. Someone was always yelling at her there. Here, people milled around, going in and out about their days. Sometimes they even smiled at her. 

She grabbed a spot at a table by the register and lifted the mug of warm liquid to her lips, quickly taking a sip. “Damn,” she hissed aloud. She’d burned her tongue… again.

he had milk foam in his mustache  ,  it was a one hundred percent chance, he licked the remnants of coffee and caffeinated foam from his lips before he wiped his mouth, offering her a grin.  “  ya know, take it from plenty of experience, the coffee tastes better when you don’t burn yourself on it.  “  teasing tone lobbied across space, he leaned back, rocking his chair on two legs.  “  i’m impatient, i order it on the app and show up late so it’s the perfect temperature when i come in.  “

[starkambition]

@erasiing  (  BUCKY  )

            “  BUCKY ? “   the word comes out of his mouth before he’s aware of it, slipped out from a tongue that’s usually dipped in silver. this isn’t calculated or sly, not biting, or. if it bites that’s not his goal. he recalls nothing at all of his voice reaching past teeth,  THE PURITY OF INTENT.  howard looked at the man before him, and knew with aching sharp clarity, the way a tv connection shifts, white noise like a blizzard, into something recognizable. (  why does the thought of snow cause an ache in his chest ?  why does it settle into his palms  ,  fingers curled inward as if to protect the vulnerable nest of it )   it was the strangest feeling of getting TAKEN APART BIT BY BIT IN YOUR SLEEP and having someone rush to put you back together, pieces were misplaced or missing and he didn’t know what to do to get rid of the ill at ease feeling that built up in his spine like the swelling of a tide.   “ well....i mean. “   a stiffening of his spine   ,  pulling himself straight  ,  “  well.  I meant...bucky ? is that your name  ?   “

[starkambition]

lcnelyxheroes‌:

.｡.:*☆ “No, but thank you for your concern.” 

There had been a few things Mera had already experienced since coming to France, but this was for sure a new one.

“I assume whatever you did there was not meant to explode?” She asked, offering a hand for help.

howard raised a brow, still firmly in his comfort zone. he liked his science, beautiful people, and things that peaked his curiosity. In this case, there was two of the three tied in a neat little package before him. “ not at all. but, you know you’re really blase about the whole thing, you used to explosions ? “

[starkambition]

ancthernightmare‌:

“I bet that wasn’t the plan.” Crossing his arms, Steve looked at the scene in front of him. Normally he’d be shocked and surprised, but after what he’s been through, knowing that it’s possible to travel in time, seeing his old friend standing, or laying there wasn’t much of a surprise.

howard blinked up at the man in front of him, the voice seemed … familiar.  what little smoke there was cleared,  ( or was that his eyes ? )  and when he saw the man before him clearly he was just as stunned.  half impact and half torn open memory, a chasm opening wide to show a glimpse of what laid on the other side. PRESQUE VU: a name caught between teeth. his mouth lax as he swallowed, throat closing with a dry click. he felt tense, muscles locked. “  say pal,  do i know you ? “

[dailymarvel]

[praetorsreyna]

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praetorsreyna‌:

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bcrkenrcquiem‌:

TONY WAS DRAWN TO THE SCENE - JUST LIKE HE WAS ALWAYS DRAWN TO STRANGE SCENES, hoping that he’d be able to find them - to see even a glimpse of pepper or morgan or anything - hell, he’d be happy with a glimpse of steve’s ugly, stubborn face or even nat’s grin, he supposed that anything in here was possible - considering.. well, considering he was here. he wasn’t meant to be - HE WAS MEANT TO BE G O N E, he was meant to be dead, meant to be gone, because.. he had done what he was always meant to do, whatever it took.. that’s what he was going to do.  what he did, for his little girl, for pepper, for everyone.. 

if only he could.. tell them - if only he could.. get them back - but… as of now, it wasn’t possible. still, as his eyes landed on the man, his breath was caught in his throat, because it couldn’t - what the hell? when the little experiment failed, tony frowned. “you know, if you wanted it to work, you probably should have focused more on the technicalities and less on the appearances. not to say that a little showtime isn’t good, but.. come on man, that could have blown up.” grimacing as he looked the other up and down - the younger version of his father, he couldn’t help it but.. wonder. what would he be like - even younger than the version he had gotten to meet?

          a moment of disorientation  ,   confusion marring his features as he squints up at the person in front of him. not that it’s a very far look up. hand grips his knee as he hauls himself up, not quite swaying on his feet once he’s finally upright. “  you know they got a saying about kickin people while they’re down, pal. or hey, you ever heard of adding insult to injury? that was practically textbook.  “   a  smile cuts across his features, lopsided, cocksure a certain arrogance twisting his face into something that most find charming, even as he meets tony’s eyes with his own pain clouded ones.  “  ’sides, you’re saying that like you know a thing or two about how i work.  ” 

[starkambition]

lcnelyxheroes‌:

.｡.:*☆ “Do I even want to know what has happened in here?” Mera asked, head tilted to the side, obviously not shocked despite the explosion she’s heard.

“Are you alright? Anything hurt?”

           howard’s grin doesn’t fit with the haphazard sprawl he’s found himself in, the ache in his joints, but, what can he say, he’s a sucker for a pretty face.   “  much better now that you’re here. I can tell ya that much.   “   he got to his feet with barely a wince, “you didn’t get caught up in all that did you?  “

[starkambition]

erasiing‌:

“WHAT the hell was that !?” Wide eyes glanced over to the noise. Almost immediately, he rushed over and helped the man up. “Dude, I don’t usually do the lecturing but, holy shit. You could’ve totally killed yourself or someone else.”

howard shook his head, hoping for the ache to clear,  it wasn’t the worst thing that’d ever happened to him, still, he coughed. sheepish and aching as he rubbed the back of his head. “ all in the name of progress.” still, “the test zone should have been blocked off, we had a demonstration scheduled, i’m guessing security fucked off if you’re here.” howard extended a hand, smile firmly in place, this one sharper than before, firmly back in his element, schmoozing and glad handing, the howard stark the press has put in magazines. “howard stark, sorry you had to see that.”

[starkambition]

ofstories‌:

clearly, loki’s somewhere she’s not meant to be.  but she’s never been one for paying attention to the signs saying employees only, or keep out, or any other variation.  it’s but one of her many problems.  “that looks like it hurt,” she observes from where she’s settled into a chair.  “as amusing as that was, i doubt that’s what you wanted to happen, so… what was supposed to happen?”

dazed and confused had a whole new meaning ( one entirely without hyperbole ) a hand reached up, rubbed the tender spot where his head had hit the wall, even as he winced. “i’ve had worse.” something that could have been called a grin settled on his lips. “the lady scotch has a much more potent punch.” he dusted himself off, and got to his feet, ignored the ache in his ankle and the twinge in his shoulder. “what should have happened – what will happen once i figure out what idiot touched my stuff is my new alloy hybrid being a super conductor that will beat out over expensive and unsustainable copper.”  a pause as he rubbed his facial hair in thought, eyes jerking up to look at their face. “who are you again?” 

[starkambition]

@memcirss​ ( PEGGY )

he’d woken up with a headache, dry throat, the throbbing in the crown of his skull that spoke to a certain level of semi-permanence. the lab, normally a siren song seemed more like a punishment, no amount of specialty lights was going to appease the monster building up tension in his temples. behind his eyes. the sunglasses on his face, dark tinted, thick framed,  designer  ,  helped to block out the harsh light of the sun as he ducked into a local coffee shop.  perfectly intent on ordering a coffee, black as night, no space for cream, his mind, moving as fast as a bullet train even now comes to a screeching halt when he spots the curve of a familiar jaw.  HE KNOWS HER.   he knows the curve of those lips, those eyes, the lock of hair tucked behind her ear and he freezes.   ( do you look both ways when you cross my mind ? ) sidled up next to her, short legs eat up the space between them.   “   you look familiar doll, have we met before?  or is that just my dreams ? “  his cocky grin, his sure stance, the way he leaned against the coffee counter, the truth hidden underneath a flirtatious tone and a flick of one dark brow.

[starkambition]

“Ready in five, people. Lights,         camera,                      action.”

 [ B O O M ]

         “Ow.”

[starkambition]

  ( dominic cooper. cis male. agent carter. )  It looks like HOWARD STARK has been transported to France as a ELECTRICAL ENGINEER AND CEO at STARK INDUSTRIES. HE is a FOURTY-TWO year old CANON.   more information under the cut !

establishing canon timeline + some information on influences

howard in his canon is pulled from agent carter season 1. cap is in the ice, peggy is an agent, and he’s starting to ponder the idea of creating shield. in this universe howard is the CEO if stark industries, he’s constantly in the lab or the office and the R&D department is his baby.

a brief breakdown of Howard’s character as of Agent Carter

howard was a scientist in the midst of the war, a genius, and most importantly possibly the smartest men in the world with a head for arms creation. 

whatever his company may have been or become before he stepped to the backstage of a world war is lost to time and who he may have been

here’s a link to a comprehensive biography of his canon history fleshed out. 

what does he know / remember

howard doesn’t know his past, doesn’t remember his history he gets flashes sometimes, of something like war, something like deep sick feeling regret for things he knows he hasn’t done in this life.

WANTED PLOTS + CHARACTER ARC

MEMORIES:   howard without his memories is a carefree man, free with his money, with his affection, with his heart. as this continues on and he starts to have memories resurfacing he’ll retreat into himself become the alcoholic, melancholic, workaholic he’s known to be in canon. 

THE MUN

hey! i’m mess and i’m hella excited to be here, i’ve been rping for way too long and i’m pretty laid back. if you’re unfamiliar with the characters or source material just shoot me a message i’m a-ok explaining canon. I also play zatanna zatara at my main blog hexappeall !