2 Works in Brock Rumlow & Reader
10 Dec 2019
You scrambled to your feet, limbs trembling and heart pounding as your bleary eyes focused on him. The goggles were gone, but you wondered if they might have been better than seeing those cold eyes staring back at you. Bordered by black paint, the blue of his irises were almost feral, the mask contributing to the impression of a muzzled beast.
It was the eyes that made your insides churn with dread.
30 Jul 2019
What if the Avengers didn't come to rescue you that night?