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fvlseallies :

                                           everything’s changed & that’s how it starts.

                    the fever, the rage, the need for power that turns good men C R U E L.

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fvlseallies :

                                           everything’s changed & that’s how it starts.

                    the fever, the rage, the need for power that turns good men C R U E L.

[cvptainhydra-blog]

ooooookay so maybe it’s been evident that my activity on here has been majorly slacking. & as much as it sounds easy to just dive right into replies i owe & such —- it’s not. i’ve become srsly invested in my marvel OC, & become DC trash to the point i’ve made a dark!superman blog. sucka for dark!muses.

but anyway - i’ve been thinking about whether or not i could combine my two dark!muses (steeb & supes) together in order to make things somewhat more manageable for me? & perhaps that way, i can feel more comfortable in using dark!steve again? i just don’t feel too well on this dash.

so - opinions please by going on this poll? <3~

[cvptainhydra-blog]

ooooookay so maybe it’s been evident that my activity on here has been majorly slacking. & as much as it sounds easy to just dive right into replies i owe & such —- it’s not. i’ve become srsly invested in my marvel OC, & become DC trash to the point i’ve made a dark!superman blog. sucka for dark!muses.

but anyway - i’ve been thinking about whether or not i could combine my two dark!muses (steeb & supes) together in order to make things somewhat more manageable for me? & perhaps that way, i can feel more comfortable in using dark!steve again? i just don’t feel too well on this dash.

so - opinions please by going on this poll? <3~

[cvptainhydra-blog]

ooooookay so maybe it’s been evident that my activity on here has been majorly slacking. & as much as it sounds easy to just dive right into replies i owe & such ---- it’s not. i’ve become srsly invested in my marvel OC, & become DC trash to the point i’ve made a dark!superman blog. sucka for dark!muses.

but anyway - i’ve been thinking about whether or not i could combine my two dark!muses (steeb & supes) together in order to make things somewhat more manageable for me? & perhaps that way, i can feel more comfortable in using dark!steve again? i just don’t feel too well on this dash.

so - opinions please by going on this poll? <3~

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onyovrleft :

                      not a perfect soldier, but a GOOD MAN.

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nctushka :

A growl made her chest rumble, a sound that was all too familiar whenever it came to the asset. He awoke that feral side of her, the side that wanted HIM stained in crimson. Deep breaths accompanied the gritting of her teeth, eyes shooting up to gaze at him like daggers only to fail at hiding a wince when less than gentle fingers came in contact with the open wound.

              ❛ Let.me.go. ❜

☠ ⟶        ❛why would i do that, kitten?❜ the grasp against bloodied side only becomes tighter, calloused tips of strong digits digging themselves with authority against evident wound. blonde mane cocked to the side, slight purse presenting itself against supple twin-flesh, mocking, brewing with sarcastic resentment. oh, how he loved toying with the red-head, no matter what the circumstance.

                       ❛you’re completely FINE, aren’t you? so this shouldn’t pose a problem.❜  ( shouldn’t but  no doubt would ). 

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☠ ⟶        arm reached forward instantly, tips of hurtful digits digging themselves flush against opposed bicep in tightened grip, the asset unable to cease the ANGER that rose from the apparent dismissal. that wouldn’t do at all.

                  ❛---- no?❜ brows lift in mocking disbelief, hand that wasn’t bound around the red-head’s bicep lunging to grasp upon bloodied side, feeling crimson stain his hold already. ( karma for complete LIARS ).

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russkiyuragan :

Mouth bloodied from where he’d bitten those who tried to muzzle him, he didn’t cower when that hand came to stroke his hair - no, his lip curled in an animalistic snarl and Shane tried to bite the Captain’s arm, craning his neck to attempt to do so.

“Do it.  I’ll just rip the stitches open again, you cowardly son of a bitch.”  He snarled in Russian still, blue eyes glaring up at his “father” - though really, he was a sperm donor at this point.  Michael Rourke had been his father.  “You’d best hope I never get free, because if I do, you won’t like what happens.  Perhaps I’ll cut out your beating heart and make you watch me eat it just before you die.  I haven’t decided yet but I’ll have plenty of time to figure that out.  And then I’m going to see to it that your shitty organization fears the name it gave me as it collapses.”  Now, Shadow would actually be the one doing the eating - Shane didn’t have a taste for it - but Steve didn’t need to know that.  “HYDRA Operatives will be in their beds at night pissing their pants because of the mere thought that The Shadow might be coming for them, and I will.  Your son is going to be the end of everything you believe in.”

☠ ⟶        sharpened edging of teeth thrust themselves viciously within muscular arm, agony flourishing as crimson began to ooze, patter in looming waves against the concrete flooring beneath his feet. yet - the captain’s expression remained void ( bar the slight clenching of jawline, the urge to rip shane limb by limb only becoming stronger by the second ), he had become accustomed to far worse pain than some worthless parasite ---- his son ---- ripping a chunk of flesh straight from his arm. ❛are you done, child? do all of these PATHETIC threats somehow make you feel better when you know you’ve lost?❜ smug smirk forms against usually stoic profile, the asset ripping his bleeding limb away from opposing twin-flesh in order to tighten digits deep within shane’s locks, yanking head backwards. ❛you KILLED yourself to get away from this & you only ended up putting yourself deeper into hell ---- must sting, huh? must really fucking sting knowing that this is where you belong forever.❜

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@cvptainhydra

          ‘ i left you alone for what, ten seconds? maybe twenty. and you just… this is a fucking mess, what am i supposed to do with this, huh? ’

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☠ ⟶        ❛should have left me LONGER, i was almost getting used to the peace & quiet. but aww, bless. the ‘brains’ not knowing what the fuck to do ---- lemme savor this moment for a second, huh?❜

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itmeanshcpe :

                   perhaps it was a childish, rookie mistake that he hadn’t taken opposing weapons from him, maybe it was idiotic that he didn’t even THINK that the other man would have some sort of weapon on him that could easily be used even though clark had him in the current positioning against the wall. the sudden stab against his thigh caused a loud yelp of pain to spill from his lips, grasp against opposing shoulders faltering for a brief moment as he doubled over, blue orbs gazing towards the floor before a sudden realization washed over his entire being – he couldn’t falter to ONE hit, he couldn’t let the asset get away after one hit; he had battled through worse, he had felt more pain than a stab to the leg, thus with a hearty growl escaping his lips, clark then raised back upright as his hand lifted to wrap around opposing throat with ANGER in his eyes. ❝it doesn’t matter where i’m going to take you, just TELL ME where hydra is and this might be a little closer to being over. i refuse to stand back and let you all ruin this world, not when i will fight ‘till the death to keep it SAFE and everyone on it safe from your wrath.❞

☠ ⟶             brash chuckle formed instantly as superman faltered upon his knees, the being that the world viewed as a GOD down & out via swift stabbing towards muscular thigh ---- it was almost PATHETIC, the man that opposed clearly nothing but a worthless roach that needed snuffing out. something that captain hydra was more than happy to carry forward, not only was it part of his mission protocol ( his doppelganger would always take priority over the kryptonian ) but holding the man of steel’s blood within his grasp, tainting calloused flesh? it was a personal goal of his own, DESTROYING what everyone else deemed to be unstoppable. not even the sudden gall from the other, frame rising upwards before wrapping strong ( very fucking strong ) grasp around broad throat caused the asset to panic, the anger that was forming within opposing optics counteracted with a smug smirk upon helmet-laced features. not a thread of FEAR running through stoic veins, not a chance. ❛fight to the death? oh, don’t you just fucking tease me, supes; you’ll get your burial, don’t worry about that. but i’m not telling you a god damn thing. guess your intimidation tactics need a little work, huh?❜

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enemycorrvption :

                 bucky couldn’t stop the slight bitter laugh that escaped his lips, feet then padding along the training mat in order to now loom over steve’s frail body upon the ground, gazing down towards him with almost SYMPATHY – perhaps it was because he felt sorry for him, thinking that he would never be able to become as strong as hydra hoped he would, even with serum induced veins, how could he go from THIS to something akin to the winter soldier himself? or maybe it was because he actually felt BAD, felt some sort of odd sentiment towards him that he knew he shouldn’t have and yet, he couldn’t make it go away. with a heavy sigh and a shake of the head, he reached down to hit lightly against his shoulder before gesturing for him to get up.

                 ❝maybe we should just call it a day, don’t think you can take much more.❞

☠ ⟶         ( no, no, no, no, NO !!! ) the soldier was giving up on him, wasn’t he? that seemed to become evident from the almost sympathetic pat that adorned steve’s shoulder, coupling words that they should just call it a day ----- WHY? a few broken ribs & busted features never stopped the smaller male in the past, when serum was nothing but a twinkle in the future & all he counted on was his bravery ( & undoubted stupidity ); so why would he allow it to stop him now? groaning from the agony that flourished, physique rose shakily from the training mat, quaint digits swiping away the crimson that oozed from the confines of his mouth, jawline hardening in baited challenge towards his handler. 

                         ❛—- hit me again, i swear i’ll keep upright ----- if you’re man enough.❜  

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enemycorrvption :

                 hearing that the opposing male was actually HAPPY with their new life, it also made bucky extremely happy too, especially when they had now escaped bounds of hydra and their brainwashing ways of torture to simply live a life, a life they never got to have whilst they were assets. ❝even if we’re living on the run all the time, at least we’re on our own, right? we get to do whatever the fuck we want when we want, don’t need to worry about them or what will happen if we FEEL happiness. it’s just…so much better now.❞

☠ ⟶        ❛do you think you’ll ---- we’ll —- ever regret it? running away, i mean.❜ not that the unnamed now believed that the betrayal they had caused at the hands of hydra was a MISTAKE, but there was no question that it was all both soldiers had ever known. loyalty, corruption, murder coupling disillusionment & submission that could never be rebelled against; the ex-captain would have been lying if he declared he didn’t sometimes feel nostalgic. a pull back towards what they had escaped from, even if he knew it had been the RIGHT course of action in running.

                         ❛—- do you think we’ll ever go back?❜  

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//ur a cutie, greyface. thank you <3~

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huckfiinn :

‘ cos’ you’re pretty damn big—— ‘ it was hard for huck to hold his tongue. and hard for him not to end up offendin’ somebody. ‘ ain’t no need for name callin’. i don’t want trouble now. ‘ 

☠ ⟶         ( what was that saying the asset had heard in the past ??? don’t start none & there won’t be none ). that was the logic that causes jaw muscles to clench, drumming fingers pounding clenched FIST upon the counter-top. a threat? a warning? no, that would be letting the younger man off the hook which of course, wasn’t deserved.

                          ❛—- come here.❜