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I'm making a Bucky rp blog. Any suggestions for URL's???
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blankasset It was quiet in the lab, the man's hands shaking with excitement as he waited for his new friend to show up. He had started working with HYDRA recently, turning his back on SHIELD in favor of power. Now he would meet the asset and be able to see what he did up close. Howard grinned as the door to the lab opened, two men strode in, escorting the asset quickly. "Well, hello." Howard nodded towards the asset. He hadn't been give a name, but surely there was one for him...right?
father & son | closed
{ industriesofhowardstark } Prior to what people believe, Tony never had a terrible relationship with his father. Granted, he still wants to strangle him most days and that was usual. Tony didn't let it bother him though. At the moment , he was standing outside on the top of the tower, enjoying the summer sun on his skin. Jarvis was blocking out surveillance and had the roof on lockdown so he was able to have his scales showing. ( not that it kept anyone out of course ).
dxntwantyoursuffering
His hands were being dragged across a small towel as he heard the door to his lab open. His private lab.
"Hey, pal, how'd you get here?" His hand went to an invention on his worktable that he could use for threatening if it came to that.
Number meme: 37 //because angst is murdering this family love//
37. One of our muses is a mythical creature (Vampire, Werewolf, etc) The other is a hunter — and this is not a love story.//lul, glad that is wasn’t a love story thing. Awkwaaaard.
Tony had been tracking the creature for a while, he was fully prepared to take it down, but when he finally saw it’s face he froze. His father? It couldn’t be. How could his father be Vampire? It made no sense, or did Dracula change him? Either way, he should be dead and so he would be.
"Don’t think your face is going to stop me." He snapped at the man, raising a hand and charging a repulser. He was of course faltering, the inventor was a monster, but he was still his father.
industriesofhowardstark said: 'You have nice taste, son.'
"Gee, thanks pops."
Winter is my Pet
findingjamesbarnes Howard was not a simple man. He had been called a traitor because his things had gotten stolen. He was used to it, but this was downright traitorous. He couldn't believe it. Once James Barnes had fallen off the train his work had begun. The arm was an issue, but he quickly made work of it, training the man into submission with weeks of...'shock therapy'. Now this man...this creature did his dirty work while he kept SHIELD away so his pet could play and kill almost freely. But when he got too careless, the man would beat him to submission once more, reminding him of the bigger picture and what they were going to obtain if Winter kept his eyes on the prize and his hand around the enemies' throat. But in their downtime and when the inventor wasn't busy he would spend time with his pet, carefully taking care of his arm and seeing to his needs, physical and mental. Food, love, sex. Whatever the man needed, Howard provided. And now was no exception. They had a break time for a few hours and Howard had nothing else to do except have his dear Winter come to his room to spend some nice time with him. Oh, Howard hoped that Winter would behave this time. He wasn't wishing to spend his meant to be relaxing hours in a room listening the brat scream its' damn head off. Howard's eyes were closed as he reclined in his lounge chair, his feet on a table, and a glass of scotch in his hand. He was now eagerly awaiting Winter's arrival, but hiding the excitement in favor of seeming cool and relaxed.