#winterasmadasahatter

[hismissatomicbomb]

winter-as-mad-as-a-hatter started following you

“Uh... Hi there.”

[cap-steven-grant-rogers]

A Different Type Of Lesson

Coming home had been the easy part, Steve thought to himself. It was getting back into a normal day to day routine that was the hard part. Two tours over in Afghanistan with the 107th and seeing every form of violence known to man had taken it's toll on him in ways he didn't even know it could. Finally when it was time to come home, Captain Steven G. Rogers wasn't sure what he was coming home to. 

Day to day life wasn't exactly normal and fitting it just wasn't his thing. Thankfully he had gotten a decent job as a private bodyguard to one of the most influential and powerful men in the country, Mr. Tony Stark. That kept him on his toes to say the least. Being Tony's bodyguard meant being with him 24/7 and soon he and Tony became friends. It wasn't long before Tony noticed that he was having trouble fitting back into the world. Tony's girlfriend and personal assistant, Pepper Potts, recommended a new type of therapy for Steve's PTSD. When she first recommended piano lessons both Tony and Steve thought she was insane. Piano lessons? Come on, Steve heard of going to shrinks and doctors but to a piano teacher? But Pepper insisted that it had worked with other vets as well. So Steve threw caution to the wind and decided to give it a try. 

Which is why he was pulling up to the curb of a very affluent house at the address Pepper gave him. The piano teacher was a friend of Pepper's and she reassured him that this man was the best. How could Steve doubt her? After all she put up with Tony after all these years. After putting his truck in park, Steve got out and made his way up the stone path to the front door. Never in his life did he ever even think about playing the piano. Art was more his thing. To this day he would often be seen sketching away on napkins or even his sketchpad he carried with him. This definitely a new experience. 

Approaching the door, Steve took a deep breath. He tried not to be nervous but no matter how much he tried to calm himself he couldn't. Taking one last deep breath, he reached for the knocker on the door and knocked. It was now or never. 

[thegreatwolf-fenris]

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prohevespookydevium winter-as-mad-as-a-hatter

"I am not interested in joining your little helping hands club... Now shoo!" Fen growled, tone dripping with disdain and obvious sarcasm.  

[augustusbooth-blog]

♥

♥:Most wanted AU

Probably teen right now? It really depends on the other muse."Adoption", and my Wooden Believer verse as well but those are muse specific.

[augustusbooth-blog]

Ѡ ((With Jefferson))

[sms] I sincerely hope these are followed by an invitation to your home.

[matthewaskew1]

winter-as-mad-as-a-hatter started following you

        "What happens when you mix an assassin and a thief?                 The perfect team up."

[theflagwaver]

"Tell me"

If you snuck into my room I would:

[X] Go back to sleep[] Kick you out[X] Cuddle with you[] Be like “How in the world?”[] Let you sleep on the floor[] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged, depending upon character/gender) I would:

[X] Kiss or hug you back[] Smile and laugh[] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable[] Push you away[] Be shocked[] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[] No[X] Yes[] Most certainly not.[X] Without hesitation.

You are:

[X] Cute[X] Adorable[X] Attractive[X] Beautiful[] Okay[] Ugly[] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:[] Stranger[] Acquaintance[X] Ally[X] Friend [X] Love[] Rival [] EnemyI find you to be:[] Pathetic[] Off no consequence[] Intriguing [] Frightening [] Unsettling [] Annoying [] Infuriating [X] Pleasant company[X] Comforting [X]  Unable to be lived without [X] Trustworthy

[theflagwaver]

"Steve?" Bucky called in a broken voice. He wore a baggy sweatshirt to cover the blood spatter on his clothes and skin.

Steve looked up from the bed and quickly flipped on the lamp sitting on the bedside drawer. "Bucky? What's going on, Baby?" Steve asked sleepily as he rubbed at his eyes.