if crazy equals genius

independent marvel rp blog for Ezekiel Stane blended with Five Nightmares (616) and MCU. written by kelsie

[madetheshield]

                           I’M TAKING BACK THE CROWN                                                                EZEKIEL STANE                                                                                     616 & MCU 

[thefutureofwarfare-archive]

i’m rebooting this blog! if you want info about the new one let me know. it’ll be a few days before i post the promo. xoxo

[terrorsmasterpiece]

     “fuck you, ezekiel stane. you know I only let you find me when I wanted you to.” she had gone through lengths to keep her whereabouts under wraps. the ring made it easier; wiping memories of herself, keeping people unable to remember their run-ins with her. it was just so much simpler like that.

     and sasha wore it like a wedding ring, just like her father.

     “how’s your boyfriend, zeke? i thought you woulda stayed with him right now, and all those precious heroes you decided to crawl under.” tingles of energy also course through her fingers; unlike zeke, sasha had the advantage of being able to manipulate the whips. he had made her better. at one point, she was his masterpiece.

     but now she had made something of herself. zeke couldn’t take the entire credit. it’s not just the predictable crack of ten whips that zeke was going to have to deal with, but something she knows he’s been straining with for so long. the reason that he left her. tony stark could help him, right? that’s what he thought. her thumb rubbed against the ring as she focused on getting into his head. it was his weak spot, and she knew it.

     “why don’t get on your knees for me, zeke? you’ve got some explaining to do.”

[thefutureofwarfare-archive]

     he thinks she’s bluffing. arrogance leads him to believe that his own smarts and experience helped get him into the warehouse, helped pinpoint the location where his former girlfriend would be hiding and waiting. zeke doesn’t truly believe that sasha wanted his presence until the tendrils of that familiar power begin to dig into his mind. then he realizes his mistake-- sasha, just like her father, used the rings to their full potential.     the pain comes back at once, and just as it had in the past. though not as forceful as the first time he felt it, the pain zigzags in his mind, like a migraine ten folded. his pacing cut short, he sucks in a harsh breath and throws his hands to his head. still recovering from what the mandarin had done to him, his brain not yet recovered from being turned into a puppet, it’s relatively easy for her to use the ring to claw into his mind.

   “sash--” he starts, trying to fight back against the power and her words. “ i didn’t-- i won’t--” as desperate as he is to disobey her, he remembers how simple it was for the mandarin to manipulate him. despite his desire to ignore her orders, his knees drop to the concrete. as you wish is on his tongue, but he has enough control to avoid the response. “-- stop. “

[sickofyourbullshxt]

karen brings the camera closer to her face and takes another photo. the work stations and weapons are more advanced than she’s ever seen before, no wonder wesley was so adamant she case the place. she’d thought it was another fruitless, ridiculous job he’d sent her on but…

this place was amazing. she bites her lip and snaps another few pictures. she isn’t sure what most of this stuff could do but it all looks intricate. karen leans in close to one contraption, looking at all the little workings with intrigue. the sudden voice startles her so badly she nearly drops her camera. “shit!” she hisses, whipping around to face the voice.

he’s young, too young to be screwing around in a dangerous place like this. karen readjusts her grip on the camera and lowers it,taking an instinctive step back as she continues to appraise him. 

“it’s not for sale because whoever owns this stuff hasn’t heard the right price.”

[thefutureofwarfare-archive]

zeke smiles when he takes her by surprise. it’s pure fun for him. presently, he looks like an avenge teenager. short and thin, with red hair and freckles, shorts and tshirt--he doesn’t look like much, let alone someone capable of creating all of the shit spread out on the tables. because of his appearance, he’s willing to play into her assumptions, cocking his head at her comment.  it reveals a great deal. someone has heard about his abilities. someone knew where he was hiding out ( another indication that he’d been here too long ). someone sent an associate to do some snooping and to, perhaps, make an offer. that associate was clearly this chick, but zeke thought she looked just as wimpy as him.. the difference between them was the enhancements buried beneath his skin. zeke only looked weak.  still, she must’ve been sent for a reason. among all of the lackeys in the world--why her? 

“ maybe. who sent you? “

[pottshogan-blog]

      “   You know what? I actually did. I LOOKED for it. Because the longer I remember that day, the longer I keep her ALIVE in my memory. As long as I’m alive, so is she.   ”

She doesn’t even flinch when he leans in. Her control is too tightly held. Instead, Pepper smiles, and it’s practically saccharine.

     “   Because that’s the one thing you haven’t succeeded in doing so far, Zeke. You haven’t killed ME. I might be NOBODY to you, but I keep everyone who was SOMEBODY alive. Because I remember EVERYTHING. I SURVIVE, and I REMEMBER.  ”

[thefutureofwarfare-archive]

    It’s not the response he expects, but he should’ve known better. Truthfully, he likes Potts. Can see why Stark has kept her around all of these years, even when he wasn’t fucking her. She’s smart, careful, calculated. Not every woman would be able to keep it together around him-- not after what he’s done.    He physically gives in to her rebuttal, sinking back into his seat. It doesn’t matter to him if that girl’s memory survives. She meant nothing to Zeke, and Pepper’s passion doesn’t change that.     “--Are you inviting me to try and kill you? Because I’d be happy to oblige.”

[natstxrk]

&& @thefutureofwarfare ♥’d THIS for a starter

                         “Come one, Zeke. —-A little fun won’t hurt anybody.”

[thefutureofwarfare-archive]

     “ --Your kind of fun might. “

[soimochi]

@thefutureofwarfare

Don’t lean too heavy on that noodle cart, dude. It tips over, you’re bathing in ramen, noodles everywhere. It’s a bad time, is what I’m saying. 

[thefutureofwarfare-archive]

Oh, shit. Thanks. I’d look like a fucking idiot in front of a pretty girl if I did that--

[dochvolkov]

@thefutureofwarfare

      “Was that a compliment?”

[thefutureofwarfare-archive]

   “ Uh-- yeah, yeah it was...”

[tonyandhisbots-archive]

“ that’s a lie. ”

a lightness always comes in that lilt in his voice; though perhaps it’s that collected calm, that toying that causes worry. it comes with the job; with the name; with the legacy and the throne. iron sharp, and warmth comes with tempering — that soundness in structure and strength in stark. he’s a shark, a colossus, a man in his perfect environment. 

“ thought we were pals, zeke. crushed you’re trying to keep things from me. ”

[thefutureofwarfare-archive]

shit. fuck. immediately, his mind thumbs through the long list of his crimes, ranging from childish pranks to the worst of them. zeke has seen tony like this before, but the coolness has never been fired in his direction. it makes him uncomfortable. makes him nervous. tony could accuse him of almost anything and it be correct-- what had he discovered this time?

“ -- what’re you talking about, t? of course we’re pals. “

[ruinaa-archive-blog]

          ( @thefutureofwarfare )

          “I stopped listening to you about thirty            seconds ago, actually.”

[thefutureofwarfare-archive]

   “ Not cool. It was a great story--”

[thefutureofwarfare-archive]

pls like for a starterrrrr

[ofhotheads-blog]

sex+romance headcanons!

Send me a symbol. Please note that some answers may be NSFW.

🌟 What is my muse’s sexual/romantic orientation? 💦 At what age did my muse lose their virginity? 😘 Would my muse have sex on the first date? 😊 Would my muse ever ask someone on a date? 👍 Does my muse prefer to be asked on a date, or would they rather do the asking? 😉 What are my muse’s fetishes/kinks? 💬 When did my muse go on their first date? 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date? 💗 Has my muse ever been in love? 👠 What was my muse’s last serious relationship like? 👰 Would my muse ever get married? 🌼 Would my muse prefer a big wedding or a small wedding? 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? 🏩 What was my muse’s first time like? 🎆 Is my muse into monogamy? 💕 Would my muse ever be in a polyamorous relationship? 🔥 Would my muse ever be up for a threesome? 👮 Has my muse ever had sex in public? 💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak? 💑 What are my muse’s requirements for a potential partner? 💋 How many people has my muse slept with? 👀 Is my muse the type to sleep around? 👎 Would my muse ever cheat on their partner? 😳 What was my muse’s worst romantic/sexual relationship? 💲Would my muse ever date/marry/sleep with someone because they were rich? 👓 Would my muse ever lie for sex? 👿 Would my muse ever blackmail someone into sex? 🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush? 🎀 Who would my muse sleep with if nobody ever had to know? 💍 Has my muse ever had a one-night stand? 💝 Does my muse like Valentine’s Day? 💘 What are the ways my muse says ‘I love you’ without actually saying it?

[etchedstorylines-blog]

( angst starter sentences. )

“Are you going to leave me again?”

“Be quiet!” 

“Do you trust me?” 

“Don’t pretend that you cared about me.”

“Don’t you love me anymore?” 

“Foolish.”

“Forgive me, please.”

“Get out of my face.“ 

“Go away.” 

“How could I believe someone like you?” 

“How could you do this to me?”

“How was I supposed to know?” 

“Leave me alone already.” 

“I can’t let you go, not when you’re like this.” 

“I can’t trust you.”

“I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“I haven’t been resting. I can’t sleep.“ 

“I just wanted to help you.” 

“I needed you and you weren’t there.”

“I said I was sorry.” 

“I thought we were friends.“ 

“I’m a nobody.” 

“It’s too late now.” 

“It was hard for me to say goodbye.”

“Maybe, I don’t need your help.”

“Please don’t go." 

“Please, stop it already.” 

“Stop lying.” 

“Stop pretending.”

“Stop trying to fix something that can’t be fixed.”

“Wasn’t I worth a goodbye?”

“We need to talk.”

“What more do you want from me?” 

“You don’t care anymore, huh?” 

“You liar!”

“You’re hurting me.”

[musxng]

– just give me what I know is MINE.

[thefutureofwarfare-archive]

pls like for a starterrrrr

[thefutureofwarfare-archive]

@sickofyourbullshxt | starters

it was his mistake.

for the past eighteen years, zeke has never kept an identity longer than a week or two. his location shifts every three days--a strict rule beat into his back by his father, the warnings ushering him from city to city, continent to continent. this safe house, a crippled, ugly shack loaned to him by a ten rings lackey, is the closest he has come to new york city in recent years. it’s not smart. but shit, if it’s not convenient. 

though, when he returns and realizes there’s a woman (armed with a stupid camera, nonetheless) snooping around, zeke remembers why he never sticks around in one place. leaning against the wooden and cracked doorframe, the only light provided by the flash of her camera, zeke lets her have five minutes before speaking up.

“y’know, none of it’s for sale.”

[m0thwitch-hasmoved-blog]

we’d be so less fragile if we’re made from metal and our hearts from iron