Archive for the 'Brock' Category

001. Hands | Jewel (started at 19.43, finished at 19.52)
While it was not exactly an uncommon occurrence, it still upset Brock when Dean cried (so he was upset a lot). However, he was more puzzled than upset when he walked into the kitchen on a Tuesday morning at noon, where Dean sat sniffling at the [...]


Laundry.

19Mar08

To say Brock was bitter would be a bit of an understatement. Two weeks into the assignment, and every morning when he woke up, it still stung to look around and see… a room. Just a room. Or maybe it wasn’t the room, maybe it was the fact that he knew the room probably wouldn’t [...]


Obsession.

19Mar08

From the outside, you’d never guess. She’s just a woman with an eyepatch, he’s just a guy with huge muscles. They’re on opposite sides of the world. You’d never know that they were so connected, that he had kept her eye, that she held his heart in her hands.


Clocks.

19Mar08

In the Venture Compound, there are three alarm clocks.


Pillows.

19Mar08

After Molotov left, Brock went about the Compound as usual. He made dinner for the Ventures, began cleaning the mess they had made over the past three days, and just generally tried to keep his thoughts from deep-voiced women with stubble, and normal-voiced women with his heart.