#ragebuilt

[hcrctic]

— @ragebuilt wants to do the nasty | still accepting

"Okay, fine.. you think you can handle me, tho?"

[jbbarnes]

@ragebuilt : ❝ you don’t have to do this for me. ❞

Some days Bucky felt the grief of missing so much of her life as a rock in his stomach. He grieved for missing her growing up, grieved for not being someone she knew would just love and care for her implicitly. As a boy, he'd always known the plan the world had for his life: settle down with a nice girl and have a couple of kids. It didn't matter that he'd never had much interest in dames, wasn't like he was shouting it from the rooftops. But he figured he could be happy enough. The war got in the way of that, of course, but what really got to him was that HYDRA had taken that and twisted it, stolen his babies from him. It cut him to the core. That they'd used him to help? Some days that was too much to bear.

But he said none of that to her, just continuing to lay out the fresh sheets. He'd already set a glass of water and some painkillers on the bedside table. He wondered for a moment what their life might have been like had they not been caught. He'd have braided her hair and swapped her lost teeth for coins. Closing his eyes, he pushed the imagined past away and focused on the present.

"I said something like that to your Bubbe once," he said softly, turning to her with a small smile, walking over and chucking her lightly under the chin. "I came home drunk out of my mind – this was before I moved out and Mrs Rogers was home, so I knew I couldn't go over there. I was certain she'd be furious with me. You know what she said to me? She said even if she didn't have to – she wanted to. It's the same for me, bubbeleh. Even if I didn't have to... I want to."

[razorfst]

[  FIFTEEN  ] :  “ we shouldn’t do this…. ”

Arms are wrapped around her waist, hands flat on her lower back as he keeps her close. There was no longer any space between their bodies, his large arms pulling her to him as he angled his head down. It had felt like they'd tiptoed around long enough, hadn't they? To him it had been. The thin line had been almost crossed on several occasions that now it seemed to be blurred. Leaning in, just a bit, their lips were only inches apart when she speaks up. Hooded green gaze looks over her features, mainly stopping for a few moments at her lips before returning to her own darkened gaze looks up at him. "And why's that?" Andrei asks, not entirely moving from where he stood or even leaning back. "What's stopping you? Because I'm not letting that voice in the back of my mind stop me." Once more his eyes shift to her lips. "But if this is something you don't want, then I will let you go." Added whisper as he looks back up to her gaze. "Tell me."

Nearly A Kiss Prompts | Accepting | @ragebuilt

[whyscserious]

" that looks like a you problem. "

"Yeah? Well you look. Like a. Problem."

[onyourleftrogers]

“ let’s kick his ass. “

@ragebuilt

IT'S PROBABLY NOT A GOOD IDEA, AND THEY'RE GONNA GET AN EAR FULL WHEN THEY GET BACK. But there's an almost mischievous smirk on Anya's lips, their smirk curling up on one side as they look to their cousin ( for all intense and purposes ) and gives a nod.

"You go right? I go left?" She asked in confirmation, getting herself ready for jumping out from behind the barrier they've made for themselves.

To be fair, when wasn't Ellie getting in trouble? She'd heard enough stories from Bucky to know she was just like her dad had been when he was young, with the same streaks of recklessness and tiny, self-righteous fury.

"Definitely. On three?" Her small, fierce smile matched Anya's, and she gripped the shield a little tighter in preparation. It was an old one of Steve's from training that she'd painted blue, a white star in the center. At the signal, she leapt out from behind the blockade and sent the shield flying.

[grimmusings]

" Hey asshole! Catch! " Anya throws a bomb at Rumlow.

Answered here! 💣

[redheadarcher]

“This place…kind of sucks. Mom probably has better safehouses.” She really tried to look for a positive way to express her opinion about the place they were at the moment, but she couldn't, just as she couldn't avoid making the sarcastic comment instead. Glancing sideways at her half sister, she decided to continue. “But it could be worse, I suppose. So I won’t complain.”

And it really could be worse. At least they were safe there for now. They could rest and plan their next steps. That’s all that should matter, anyway. Scarlett walked around for a bit, then placed her bow and her quiver against the wall. “I'll take the couch.”

@ragebuilt 💜'd for a starter !

[positivelybeastly]

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

[Text: Wrong Number] Hello, is this the Dunfee, Illinois chapter of the Star Trek Fan Club? I appear to have been left off this year's mailing list and normal calls don't appear to be going through to your listed number.

[torxnn]

what would your muse say is their biggest flaw?

IN-DEPTH HEADCANON QUESTIONS

Herself!

Honestly it's her extreme emotional outbursts, which has caused her to have undiagnosed IED (Intermittent Explosive Disorder). This is due to, 'never showing emotions' meets 'ignore your own feelings in order to help other' being engraved deep into her DNA. She also has forced herself to believe that showing any kinds of emotions specifically being sad, scared and anxious, is a sign of weakness.

Torunn has also been exposed to a lot of trauma from a very young age and has never been able to process what has happened to her. Which also lead to her having confusion over how she feels about everything she has gone through.

Which means that Torunn will push all her feelings down and ignore them to the point where the slightest thing or trigger will push her over the edge. Leading her to having extreme anger reactions, i.e. breaking furniture and destroying everything in her path, until she breaks down crying.

@ragebuilt

[utsxlevshiy]

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

[ sms: unknown] remember murder is only illegal if caught.

[hcrctic]

— @ragebuilt tells wanda she's beautiful to see her react | still accepting

"Anny, are you okay?" She turns to look at her quite surprised by her sudden burst. "I.. think you may have a fever, let me go get the thermometer." And still blushing, Wanda exits the room.

[jbbarnes]

@ragebuilt / starter call.

He gripped her chin gently, tilting her face to one side. In his other hand, Bucky held a wet cloth, and he began to clean her cheek, not saying anything as he worked. He wondered if this was anything like what his own parents' had felt whenever he came home with cuts and bruises. He figured they wouldn't have his feelings of inadequacy – he often felt like he was always a few steps behind where he should be, the time stolen from them some chasm he could never hope to cross.

"You want to tell me what happened?" he asked quietly, briefly looking up into her eyes and then back down again.

[razorfst]

[ FLASH ] ― my muse ‘accidentally’ flashes your muse.

It was easy to know when eyes were locked upon him, he could feel it. He had to in his life, head always on a swivel otherwise he could be taken out whenever and wherever. However the eyes upon him now were of a different order, not one of hate or anger but one of intrigue and interest. And well, maybe a hint of lust. It made the Romanian smirk as hand moves to grip at the end of his shirt, pulling it up over his head and tossing it to the side as he moved for the towel to wipe at sweat covered brow. "Was there something you needed?" The Romanian asked, showing he knew she was there and knew she was watching. Of course he wasn't about to say he knew how long or that she was staring, he didn't want to embarrass her completely. "I usually find it empty about this time, someone most have told you to find me here."

Dirty Kind of Teasing | Accepting | @ragebuilt

[youxmove]

pretend you're talking to me.

@ragebuilt

Brows raise immediately at the presence of the woman suddenly in front of her, but she doesn't miss a beat. There isn't the luxury of missing a beat in her line of work, her eyes don't even stray to spot the potential danger of what she could be talking about.

"Do I even want to know what you've got yourself into this time?"

[parainvestigate]

@ragebuilt hit the heart for a starter.

❝Don't know what the hell this is but I'm not going to call it coffee. I'd rather be drinking Starbucks.❞

[ihadnothing]

How has Tumblr RP changed since you started? @ragebuilt

I started this hobby when I was 13 or 14, and now I'm 26, (jeez I feel old!)

The community has changed so much.

I think as a community, we're a lot smaller, a lot more cliquey.

Part of that I think is when I started writing was what was important. Greeters were commonplace, which took a lot of anxiety out of making first contact.

At some point, graphics and aesthetics became what mattered (which i am not entirely immune to). In an attempt to make the community safer, the mortality police popped up, which causes drama and, frankly, some insane behavior.

But not all the changes are bad.

I find more people are more welcome to original characters and multimuses, which is great!