Warnings: Mention of characters death, interrogation.
Summary: You discovered Brock’s past.
A/N: This is my entry to @multifandom-lover, Annie-1018 & square 2:
"I used to be a sweet kid."
You can read it on Wattpad & Ao3 too.
@saiyanprincessswanie
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Brock kept the small locket with your photo; no one but him knew of the existence of that object. That day, maybe it would be his last mission, his last chance to see you. He had a feeling about what would happen, although he could not discern whether it would be good or bad.
He loves you, and he knew that you loved him too, but neither of us dared to take the first step, nor would he forget the look on your face when you discovered who he really was.
He cursed when Steve forced him into the vehicle; indeed, the mission had not gone as he had planned. He knew what would happen, but he would manage to escape.
He had always liked interrogations, but he preferred to carry them out and not be asked the questions himself.
He was sure that Rogers would be the one interrogating him, so he would do everything he could to make him mad and not get any answers. Steve had ruined his life.
Twenty minutes before the door opened, Brock settled into his seat, though he was suddenly confused when he saw you come in instead of Steve.
"It's been a long time," you said, looking at him.
"I can explain," Brock commented, pretending to be disinterested. He wasn't going to let you realize that you had surprised him; he was completely sure that Steve wouldn't miss the opportunity to get information from one of his enemies.
"What are you going to explain to me, Brock? Why were you trying to steal a highly dangerous substance? Or why were you part of HYDRA? " you scoffed.
"Whatever you want, although I guess you're more interested in knowing the former, I guess you're going to record it." Brock's voice sounded sarcastic.
"No one knows I'm here; in fact, no one suspects it, so no cameras," you commented.
Yes, you had used your powers for that; no one would notice that you were talking or anything that happened there. You could even be there for hours and they wouldn't notice it; in reality, it would only be less than a second.
"I know you like me," he said suddenly.
"You don't know anything, Brock."
"I know how you feel about me; I know what you thought about me that day; I saw everything in your eyes; I know too many things... "
"Don't try to be funny, Rumlow; I didn't come here to talk about that," "you said.
"I used to be a sweet kid."
"What? "
"I had a good childhood; my father was military, kind of strict, but still. You know, sometimes things happen for a reason; I didn't expect to be an orphan at sixteen."
"Did that make you what you are now? Is that how you justify everything you've done? "
"Not exactly, but that's how I ended up in the HYDRA facility."
Brock kept telling you everything that had happened in his life as you tried to decipher his intentions. In the end, he was right; you were in love with him, but you needed to know what his plan was. Anyway, it seemed like it was a forbidden love, but how many things hadn't you already done in hiding from the organization?
"Why are you telling me all this?"
"As soon as you said it, I realized, we're not in the cell at the base, are we?"
"Do you really care where we are?"
"No, of course, we could do other things," Brock suggested suggestively.
You smiled. They wouldn't do anything there, but somewhere else.
"Don't worry, I'll show you the plan later, but in the meantime, you must be ready; at any moment, I'll take you out of here," you told him.
Before Brock could say anything else, he was already alone in the room again; however, this time he was smiling. He was going to get out of there, and in the best way possible, with your help.
He looked up when he heard the door open again; this time it was Steve, so he smirked.
I was thinking it would be cool to have a Brock Rumlow bingo (or tic-tac-tales, but that's not the point) but I found myself wondering if it could appeal to all Crossbones lovers on a community level?
By which I mean, there are at least three distinct MCU Brock Rumlows represented in fanfic, along with blends in between, and even if you offered to personalize cards with HTP or triple agent prompts being optional, I don't know how many people would be put off by "other Brocks" showing up in fill announcements, discussions, parties, etc.
I know every character has their ship wars and such, so maybe I'm worried for nothing? Thought from Rumlow fans?
Summary: You have plans to celebrate your anniversary, but would change.
Warnings: Little angst.
A/N: This is my gift to @talia-rumlow. HAPPY BIRTHDAY FREYA!
@saiyanprincessswanie
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You felt Brock's hand caress your cheek as you took a nap after the mission. That mission had been one of the most exhausting, even though it didn't take many days.
Back on the ship, you decided to take some rest, but Brock had inadvertently woken you up.
“Is something wrong? “Brock asked you when he saw you looking thoughtful.
“I just remembered how we met," you answered.
“On the first mission after we left the Academy," he remembered, for the first time in his life he felt nervous, in fact, he wanted to ask you out since you were at the Academy, but he never dared, however the adrenaline he felt on that first mission pushed him to ask you.
“You almost shot me on that mission," you commented.
“I thought you were from the enemy team," Brock excused himself.
“If you wanted a kiss you should have asked me instead of pointing a gun at me," you teased.
“Oh, come on, well, maybe if I had asked you, our first date wouldn't have been ruined by the Chitauris. "
You snorted, everything was going so perfectly, you were about to kiss when one of the damn monsters walked past you, that's when you realized you had several messages where S.H.I.E.L.D. required your presence, but you had been ignoring your cell phones until you saw the monster.
Your anniversary would be next month, and you were planning to go to the beach that weekend, but maybe your plans were going to change for the next mission.
You were collecting all the information you could from the computer you found.
“T/N, status," Brock asked you over the intercom.
“Getting information from a computer in the south wing," you replied.
A few minutes later Brock was running to where you were, he had heard you arguing with someone, whose voice he didn't recognize, then some explosions and screams.
He wasn't going to lose you, he knew you usually didn't need to be rescued, but he wasn't going to let anything bad happen to you, let alone lose you.
When he got to where you were, he found you unconscious, the person who had attacked you was gone.
The next couple of days, Brock did not leave your side, he would stay with you, he did not want you to wake up and he was not there.
It was on the third day that you opened your eyes, and he immediately called the doctors. Everything was fine, but you had to stay a couple of days more in the hospital.
“I'm sorry, I don't think we will be able to go to the beach," you apologized, a little disappointed, you had let your guard down and that's why you had been attacked.
“The only thing that matters to me is that you are well, we’ll celebrate later. "
“Brock, tomorrow is our anniversary," you commented, he nodded. "Do you think they'll let me out tomorrow so we can celebrate? "
“I'd rather you follow the doctor's orders," Brock said sternly.
“Oh, come on, I bought some lingerie, especially for the occasion," you commented seductively.
“Well, we'll celebrate later, but that day I'll make you scream so much until your voice is gone and you might not be able to walk after what I'll do to you," he got up to go to the door, he would go to buy something to eat.
“Brock, hey, no, come here, I want us to celebrate right now. Brock, hey, don't ignore me!"
But he had already left the room, you snorted, the day you celebrated, you would get your revenge and enjoy it.
Summary: Brock confess his feelings in the middle of the snow.
Warnings: Little angst.
A/N: This is my entry to @there-goes-thefighter Bri’s 200 (almost) Follower Celebration with prompt #7:
"Love confessions in the snow."
@saiyanprincessswanie
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You saw the snow falling through the window; it was falling faster than predicted, and surely soon it would become a storm. You sighed; you ran to grab your bag; you had to go to the store as soon as possible, or else you would not have supplies for the rest of the week and probably could not leave if the snow kept falling like that.
You were saying the snowfall would last for a week; surely around closing time, everything would be crazy.
You just hoped you wouldn't get stuck in the middle of the snowfall. Warnings were starting to appear on the street sign screens, and you also indicated that businesses would close at six o'clock at night and roads at seven o'clock to avoid accidents or people getting stuck in the middle of the storm.
You had almost four hours to buy everything and return to the compound, and you hoped that the others would also return on time.
You managed to get out just before the supermarket went crazy. You were just paying for the groceries when a lot of people started to come in just to buy enough groceries. You quickly packed the groceries in the car.
The amount of snow was a lot more than when you arrived at the supermarket, but you could probably make it back without any problems. It was two blocks to the compound when the car stopped; you saw on the dashboard that there wasn't even anything on; in fact, the car was completely turned off.
"Oh no, no, no, no, no, this can't be happening," you said in frustration. You didn't plan to carry everything you had bought all the way to the compound; you called everyone on their mobile phones, but no one answered.
You opened the hood to see if you could find the problem. You were startled to hear the sound of a horn, and when you saw who it was, you felt relieved.
"Brock!" you exclaimed happily.
"What happened to you?" he asked with concern.
"Well... I have no idea; it just went out," you answered.
He checked quickly and went to his truck to get some chains so he could drag your car.
"I can't fix it here with the snow, but at the compound, I will," he told you.
After he fixed your car, you gave him a cup of hot chocolate. It was freezing outside, but you used to walk in the snow-covered yard every winter.
"There's something I've always wanted to tell you, well, ever since our first mission together," Brock commented.
"What? "Don't tell me you're coming to save me in the middle of a snowfall," you joked.
Brock laughed. Your sense of humor was one of the things Brock liked so much.
"No, not exactly." I think you're very smart, and you always care about others.
"You all are my family; I don't know what I would do if I wasn't part of the team." "Not after the X-men disappeared," you said.
"It must have been hard, but there's something else I want to tell you; it's something I wasn't sure I could feel at some point, and you're someone very important to me...
"I like you, Brock," you interrupted.
Since he saved you on that mission, you started to have feelings for him, although you were also confused. You had never felt something like that before.
"And you like me," he answered.
You looked at each other for a few seconds, then kissed, but the kiss was interrupted by snow falling from a roof.
"Okay, that was unexpected," you said, and you started laughing.
"We'd better hurry back; you don't want us to get stuck and freeze," he said, taking your hand. Despite the snow, you could feel the warmth of his hands through the fabric of the gloves.
Summary: Brock fell in love with one of the recruits, but he has a secret, what will he do?
Warnings: some smut references, nothing explicit.
A/N: This is my entry to the @softbiker ‘s”25 things” Writing Challenge with the song prompt #1:
“Heroes” by David Bowie.
My native language is Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistake please let me know and I will correct it.
I don’t give any kind of permission that my fics be posted in other platforms or languages (I translate myself my work) or the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this), I did them exclusively for my fics, please respect my work and don't steal it. There are some people here who make dividers that anyone can use, mine is not this type, please look for the other's people. The only exception is the ones I gifted 'cuz now belong to someone else. If you find any of my works on a different platform and is not one of my accounts, please let me know. Reblogs and comments are always welcome.
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I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing, will drive them away
We can beat them, just for one day
We can be heroes, just for one day
Brock gestured displeasure in remembering that they were going to start working with the recruits that day, then they would pick those who would stay on the team, most seemed immature or just stupid, most were not at the level of what he needed for his team.
However, there was a woman who caught her eye, that woman was you, you could be a good recruit for what they needed.
He reviewed the documents, maybe it could be useful for HYDRA until he saw that the tutor was Romanoff, there was no choice, he had watched you for a few days, and obviously, he wasn't going to be able to convince you, you seemed to be very close to Natasha.
And you, you can be mean
And I, I'll drink all the time
'Cause we're lovers, and that is a fact
Yes we're lovers, and that is that
"Agent Y/L/N," Brock greeted you.
"Commander.”
"I read your file, you were one of the best in the Academy, I hope you'll behave up to it," he said, pointing out the report he was holding in the other hand.
"Yes, sir.”
Brock watched every move during training, even though he didn't want to accept it, he had undoubtedly fallen in love with you, even though no one could know you because he didn't want to be hurt.
On the other hand, you avoided looking at it, from the first moment you saw it you liked it, but you didn't want to get in trouble either.
Though nothing, will keep us together
We could steal time, just for one day
We can be heroes, forever and ever
What d'you say?
That day you came early to train, the tests would be soon and you thought you were the best, you took out the equipment you would use, you didn't listen when the door opened.
"I think you need help," a voice said behind you.
You were startled, you were supposed to be alone in the place.
"Commander," you said.
He came up to you and took the dumbbells you had in your hands.
"Have you stretching yet?” Brock questioned you.
You shocked your head, Brock sighed.
"Run two laps to the gym, then you'll do sit-ups, I don't want you to get hurt for nonsense.”
You went running as he commanded, then you settled on one of the mats to start doing the abs, Brock set out to help you until they unexpectedly kissed, as soon as they split up, you immediately got up.
"I-I have to go," you said, then you just walk out of the gym.
Damn, I shouldn't get involved with anyone! You thought.
Brock felt on the mat, the fear that HYDRA will take you hostage now was increasing, he hoped no one would have seen what had happened.
I, I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins, like dolphins can swim
You kept walking down the halls until you found Steve.
"Y/N, did something happen? He asked.
"No, nothing happened.”
He looked at you for a few seconds to make sure, maybe he had imagined it.
"We have the training session," he recalled.
"Sure, I just...”
"Let's go to the gym.”
Steve grabbed you by the arm to head to the gym. Throughout the training you were nervous, you knew you could be expelled for that or have any kind of problems.
"Agent Y/L/N, stay a moment," Brock asked at the end of the training.
You nodded, you swallowed saliva, there was no escape after everyone else came out, and Brock came over.
"Commander, I'm sorry I shouldn't have if you want to report me it's okay…”
He kissed you before you could go on with your apology.
"I can't take it anymore, I'm in love with you," he confessed.
You started sneaking out - even if you had told Natasha - yet neither of you had noticed that someone had been spying on him.
Though nothing, nothing will keep us together
We can beat them, forever and ever
Oh we can be heroes, just for one day
"Your girlfriend can help us infiltrate the Avengers," Rollins said.
Brock looked at him.
"What? How...?”
"Come on, Romanoff's her tutor, it'll be easy, I'm sure she'd do anything for you.”
"She has nothing to do with HYDRA”
“And?”
Brock would do anything to keep you safe, that's when he devised a plan, maybe after what he would do you weren't going to want to hear from him again, but he was willing to take a chance if that would protect you.
I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing, will drive them away
We can be heroes, just for one day
We can be us, just for one day
On the day the plan was executed, he took you to dinner at your favorite restaurant.
"So we're going to your place?”You asked when you left the restaurant.
It was the first time you go to his home, you always went to yours.
"I have a surprise for you," he assured you.
You kissed, the clothes were on the floor, and the night was spectacular.
The next morning, when you woke up, you were alone in bed.
"Brock?” You called him.
There was no answer, you got up, maybe he was in the kitchen, you went, but neither was there, you checked your mobile phone, maybe he had been called for some mission, there was no message or note about his whereabouts, that was too strange, you bathed quickly and dressed when you went to the door you noticed that you were locked in the apartment.
I, I can remember (I remember)
Standing, by the wall (by the wall)
And the guns, shot above our heads (over our heads)
And we kissed, as though nothing could fall (nothing could fall)
"Why did you ask us to come? Natasha asked when he arrived at the place where Brock told them.
"First I need you to keep Y/N safe," Brock asked.
"Is she in danger? Steve inquired worriedly
"She probably will be after what I tell you.”
He confessed everything about HYDRA and what he had done in all that time, the others listened attentively.
"Where is she? Natasha asked after the confession.
Brock gave them the directions, where they had been wasn't their home, he had found a place where he knew you'd be safe.
“Y/N?” Steve called you on the other side of the door.
"Steve?”
"Back up, we are gonna open the door," he ordered you.
You did it right away, as soon as they came in. Natasha slapped you.
“So HYDRA, when were you going to tell me?” She criticized you.
"What?” You asked bewildered, you had no idea what she was talking about.
"Nat, calm down," Steve interjected, holding her arm to keep her away from you.
“I gave you a place and you're a traitor!” Natasha continued to get out of Steve's grip.
"Nat, what are you talking about?”
"Rumlow is HYDRA," Steve replied.
You carved your mouth with your hand.
“No, it can't be... is that why he left me here?”
"He wanted to get you safe, he confessed," Steve explained.
And the shame, was on the other side
Oh we can beat them, forever and ever
Then we could be heroes, just for one day
We can be heroes
We can be heroes
We can be heroes, just for one day
We can be heroes
Seeing your confusion Natasha calmed down, they took you with them, after a long interrogation they deduced that you knew nothing; then you asked to see him, Natasha accompanied you, she kept waiting for you outside.
"Hey," he greeted you when he saw you.
"Why didn't you tell me? I thought something had happened to you when I didn't see you,"
"I couldn't put you at risk," he justified himself
“A risk? I don't understand anything, Brock, you should have told me first.”
"If you want to leave me I'll understand...”
"I want to know your reasons.”
He told you everything, you’ve been thinking for a few minutes.
"When you get out, we'll be together, just don't hide anything from me again.”
You put your hands on the glass, he did the same thing, and you kissed through the glass.
"Nat, do you think he has changed?”
"It seems like you changed him, I've never seen him care about someone before until you came into his life.”
