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@brockrumlxw
❝ Heroes for Hire. It’s a very efficient operation…I designed it myself. I intended to use it covertly to build my empire here in New York. But Misty Knight and her partner Paladin spoiled that. They took my idea away and made it work for the angels. Time I took it back ❞ { home } || { ask } || { dossier } || { verses }
❝ Heroes for Hire. It’s a very efficient operation…I designed it myself. I intended to use it covertly to build my empire here in New York. But Misty Knight and her partner Paladin spoiled that. They took my idea away and made it work for the angels. Time I took it back ❞ { home } || { ask } || { dossier } || { verses }
❝ Heroes for Hire. It’s a very efficient operation…I designed it myself. I intended to use it covertly to build my empire here in New York. But Misty Knight and her partner Paladin spoiled that. They took my idea away and made it work for the angels. Time I took it back ❞ { home } || { ask } || { dossier } || { verses }
This muse has officially died. But I've reached a stable place in my life after a horrible lose, and I'm creating a new muse, villainous as well. There are so many amazing and wonderful Brock Rumlow's that I just can't bring myself to find this muse again and do him justice. I've finally found a villain in short supply that I've gotten to know reading comics, and with the coming of A.K.A Jessica Jones to Netflix soon, and casting news I've decided to take on the muse of Zebediah Killgrave and will do my best to get the blog around. If I can get a promo then I'll reblog it on here but I'm not good with photoshop and what not.
Online, attempting to do some writing, I see that there are bigger better Rumlow's around now lol. Not sure if anyone really wants me to continue their thing or not anymore.
I consider myself an artist—- a true craftsman who specializes in murder, destruction, and terror!
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“There’s no bitch on earth like { dossier } a mother frightened for her kids.” { ask } - Stephen King { rules & guidelines } * promo image created by this lovely bae
faceofthefuture replied to your post “This character means so much to me but I just don’t have it in me to...”
[whispers] i would totally be in for jack's mom if you want >.> i even have a fc and some headcanons
oh yeah?
This character means so much to me but I just don't have it in me to be what he needs.At least not right now. I'm considering a near OC type. A mother or father figure of a character. Something where I can take an easy, and be nurturing, and express my emotions like I need to and can't with a muse as dark and twisted as Rumlow. I'm not sure who's parent to make but I know I want to make someone in a fandom I know so probably Marvel or Doctor Who. Everyone's parents are dead I know but I'm willing to think up a plot that revives them.
I'm thankful for all the love I have in my inbox and in comments. I'm trying very hard to back to this. I'm going to try and do some replies, if you know I owe you I probably need to track it down my activity is a mess. I'm in a spot of depression that's really hard to break out of but I'm trying.
The hardest thing is not being able to sleep. Funeral is tomorrow and I can't sleep. I haven't slept properly in three days. It's making me even worse off. I hate it.
Um I owe a lot of people and I'm sure I'm missing so many I don't even know about. I've been trying to get my muse back and write all day but I haven't been able too. I'm beyond exhausted, I haven't had a proper sleep in three days, I just don't know what to do with myself all weekend, the funeral is tomorrow, and I'm no where near ready for that. She was like my mom, it's like I lost my mom, basically did she was my mom she raised me and I don't know what I'm suppose to do.
HIATUS - FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK/WEEKEND
I will be taking the rest of the week and weekend off of tumblr to be with family. I received news earlier this afternoon that my ill grandmother passed away. So I will be away for funeral and arrangements and family time. Sorry for this but I just don’t have it in me to write. This woman practically raised me so I am completely heartbroken at her passing and it’s all I can think about.
HIATUS - FOR THE REST OF THE WEEK/WEEKEND
I will be taking the rest of the week and weekend off of tumblr to be with family. I received news earlier this afternoon that my ill grandmother passed away. So I will be away for funeral and arrangements and family time. Sorry for this but I just don't have it in me to write. This woman practically raised me so I am completely heartbroken at her passing and it's all I can think about.
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“For the last time: it’s not happening!”
"Since you’re so optimistic, I’ll let you off first. But I think we’re done here. I’ll get the copter filled up. You can pick off a few of them while we land and even the odds in our favor. I’d rather not just plan on you not breaking a sweat."
"Oh please Ward, when does anything go our way? Because that never happens, but lets hope. It'll be damn good to get this done and actually get some sleep tonight.-- Alright lets get this down, hurry up and get the helicopter ready."
❝ under my skin? if you truly believe that, you are as stupid as i thought. ❞
"Are the insults supposed to make me feel bad? They really aren't workin' all that well you should try harder, darlin'."
He takes the picture with ease, studying it for a moment, tracing the lines he could identify as features. Hair color, eyes color, general height and build; distinguishing marks, anything to help identify the target form the outside population. He’s never made a mistake, and they have trained him not to. The picture he doesn’t return, instead slipping it into his pocket should he need to look at it again (he never has). When Brock turns to leave, the asset follows, he doesn’t question it. That’s simply how things work. An officer leads, he follows, he doesn’t remember when he was told to do this or even why— he just does. As so many things he’s come across even in the hours he’s been awake, he works from a sort of memory he has no real access to. Once the pair of them are in the car he peers at Brock again, a bit of a scowl pulling at his lips, even if it isn’t plainly visible. “I won’t fail.” He does not know if Rumlow is asking for confirmation, or if he is making a commentary in preparation for disappointment, but the asset will not allow failure. Hydra will not tolerate failure. It is not an option allowed to him. He has not failed before and he will not now.
Once they both seem to have the preparation they need Rumlow was quick to lead them to the vehicle that would take them to where they needed to go. There's a silence between them but it isn't an awkward silence that would usually make Rumlow rather uncomfortable. However, this silence was quite business based and they both knew it. They both didn't have to talk to know that they were here for one reason and that reason was the only thing that truly mattered. As they reached the car they both got in and his gaze turned back towards the Soldier before he nodded his head. Who was the man even reassuring? Rumlow had no doubts in his mind that the man would succeed he always did -- he'd be more surprised and shocked if he actually ended up failing. Once they were heading in the right direction he turned his gaze back towards the Soldier and shifted in his seat. "Go over the mission again." He stated firmly without hesitation. "I want to hear it again. What's your mission, Soldier?" He spoke his voice so calm it was almost chilling how simple it was and business like. There was no emotion there just simple straight to the point business for him.
