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So I just saw a post by a random personal blog that said “don’t follow me if we never even had a conversation before” and?????? Not to be rude but literally what the fuck??????????

I’ve had people (non-pornbots) try to strike conversation out of nowhere in my DMs recently, and now I’m wondering if they were doing that because they wanted to follow me and thought they needed to interact first. I feel compelled to say, just in case, that it’s totally okay to follow this blog (or my side blog, for that matter) even if we’ve never talked before.

Also, I’m legit confused. Is this how follow culture works right now? It was worded like it’s common sense but is that really a thing?

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Persephone Masterlist

When you become the Goddess Persephone will you get to have the happy ending with Hades that you want or will your Mother, Demeter, ruin your chances at happiness?

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Reblog if you think a woman can be complete without children

Y’ALL HAVE TIME TO REBLOG THIS. IT TAKES LESS THAN FIVE SECONDS.

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A Thousand Words

You’re a photo journalist during the Battle of New York. When you get in a bit over your head you’re saved by a Super Soldier. He doesn’t appreciate the fact that you don’t follow orders, but at the end of the day you’ve got a job to do.

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What’s Next?

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Basic

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Thief

You’re a thief. That’s really all there is to it. But you don’t know if it really counts as being a thief if you’re stealing things for the right reason, to give them back to their rightful owners.

It’s a family business, one that your grandfather started. You’ve done your work in the shadows for years, but now, someone is onto you. It’s not that you’re sloppy or anything, it’s just that technology has gotten so much better. Luckily for you, twenty something girls are often overlooked. 

The first time you saw him was in Italy, six months ago. You were there casing the house of a former Nazi leader’s family. He was long dead now, but they still had the treasures that he had stolen. An old Monet sits at the top of the stairs, one that belonged to the Alman’s before World War II and one that they would find neatly packaged outside their front door in about a week. But anyways, that was the first time you saw him. About six foot, brown hair that brushed his shoulders, tied back into a neat half poney, bright eyes, clean shaved but it was those eyes that unsettled you the most. They seemed to see everything, notice everything and when they settled on you it was like he could see into your soul. They narrowed as he’d started toward you, but you’d slipped into the crowd and vanished. 

The next time you saw him was at the Tretyakov Gallery, there was a Faberge egg down in one of the vaults that you needed to get your hands on. There wasn’t a plan, yet, but when you saw him you nearly called the whole thing off. 

Scott. He’s here. You’d texted to the group chat; one doesn’t become a successful thief without some sort of team. Yours consists of you, your brother Scott, and your three cousins, Pietro, Wanda and Natasha.

It’s a family business.

What do you want to do? Scott had texted back, he’d already been inside the museum, already posing as a tour guide with a group of tourists that didn’t know that the tour they were on was complete bullshit. Just a little side hustle. Pietro, Wanda and Natasha are all outside. Natasha perched on a bench with a book that she wasn’t reading, Wanda feeding Scott information about the museum while Pietro pretends to take her picture. You were sitting at a bus stop, headphones in but no music is playing, it takes away your focus.

Do the job. You’d texted back, that was the closest he got, that cold day in Russia when you’d slipped out of the museum with a real Faberge egg in your bag, and an excellent fake on display in their vault. He’d been feet behind you when you’d slid into the taxi that wasn’t a taxi and vanished on him with a smirk on your face.

Tonight, he’s here again. You don’t know how he keeps finding you and you don’t know if he knows about your team or not. Either way, he’s too close. But there’s a job to do and you need to get it done.

“He’s here.” You mutter before taking a sip of your champagne and you hear more than one groan through your earpiece. 

“Of course he’s here!” Wanda hisses, “What’s the plan?” You pause, you need to do this job, you need to get back the painting and tonight is the best opportunity to do so. But with blue eyes here it’s going to be so much more difficult. 

“What about Cat in the Cradle?” Pietro offers from behind the bar. 

“We don’t have a cat.” Natasha chimes in.

“Wicked Witch?” Scott suggests from the valet station, he’d been giddy about some of the cars that were rolling in. 

“How could we do a Wicked Witch? We’re not set up for wires.” Natasha says from somewhere in the crowd. She, like you, is hiding with the wealthy tonight, not that any of them will notice.

“Bait and switch.” You tell them, “We’ll do bait and switch. We don’t know if he knows about any of you, so far he’s only paid any attention to me.”

“So, you’re willing to put yourself up as bait and possibly get caught to get this painting?”

“Natasha, how light are your fingers?” You ask with a small smile, “I think this is the only way that we can do this.”

“You’re the boss,” Scott says, “You heard her everyone. Bait and Switch.” 

You feel a warm body behind yours, close, too close, and you turn and look over your shoulder. It’s him. You turn away from him and look back up at the statue, a woman holding a baby as she looks into the distance.

“It’s a beautiful piece isn’t it?” You ask not looking him and he hums softly.

“Yea, not sure how you’re going to fit it into your purse though.” He comments dryly as he looks down at the small clutch in your hand. You laugh, making sure you draw the attention of as many people as you can. 

“I don’t know why anyone would do that since it’s on loan for the owner to the museum.”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“Just not sure why someone would take something that was borrowed the right way.”

“What’s the wrong way?” He challenges stepping up next to you. Good lord is he handsome.

“Stealing it.” You say as you slowly move away from the statue. You know he’ll follow you, you’re the bait.

“That’s funny,” he says following you as you knew he would, “coming from a thief.

“Are you sure that’s what I am?” You ask plucking two drinks off of the try that Natasha is holding and passing him one. “Have you ever seen me take something?”

“That’s just it. The missing pieces follow you; you know that they do. You know what you’re doing and you know that I know what you’re doing.”

“Alright blue eyes, let’s say that I am a thief.”

“James.”

“Sorry?”

“My name is James.”

“I’m Alice.” You stick your hand out for him to shake, which he does as he looks down at you suspiciously. 

“Is it really?” He asks hesitantly as he releases your hand.

“Sure.” You tell him, and he glares down at him. His dark hair is tied back into a little bun tonight, but a small clump has fallen out on the left side of his face and god does it look soft. “So, who do you work for?”

“You gonna tell me if I tell you?” He challenges and instead of answering you just give him another one of those airy laughs.

“I’ve got the package.” Natasha’s voice is low and soft in your ear. Now to keep him distracted until she gets the painting out of the museum and on its way back to the actual owner. You slip around behind him, letting one hand brush across his back while you pick his pocket for his wallet. Honestly, for a man who has his finger on the pulse of what you do, he’s very easy to pickpocket.

“What’s the fun in that James?” You purr, slipping his wallet into your clutch. You don’t need him to know that you have it quite yet. As you hoped he would he follows you to the next room, he’s still holding the champagne glass, but he hasn’t had any to drink which is fine, you haven’t either. 

“What are you here to steal this time?” He tries to ask the question like it’s not a big deal and my lips twitch up slightly, “And don’t tell me nothing sweetheart. I know better than that.” You step behind him, just enough that you’re out of his eyeline, pulling his wallet from your purse and sure enough inside the wallet is a business card.

“Shouldn’t Interpol know?” You ask and he looks sharply away from the painting and down at you.

“I mean, they did send you here after all.” That’s when he sees his wallet in your hand, he snatches it from you and shoves it back into his pocket. “You know, the safest place for your wallet is one of the front pockets. It’s harder to get from there.” You tell him sweetly. 

“How did you get that? When?”

“Oh James, you’re so sweet to pretend you don’t know how I got it.” You flirt putting a hand on his arm and looking up at him through your lashes. 

“Package is secure. Leave now.” Scott says through clenched teeth, “and quit flirting with him. It’s disgusting.” You sigh then start moving again, moving slowly but with purpose toward the entrance of the museum. As predicted James follows you, now that he has you in his sight, he’s not letting you out of it. Which to you indicates that he doesn’t know you have a team working with you. When he sees where you’re headed, he takes your arm and pulls you to a gentle stop.

“Woah, where are you going?”

“Back to my hotel I guess. It’s hard to get any work done with a tail.”

“Did you just admit that you’re a thief?” He asks lowly as you pass your ticket to the coat check attendant. 

“I’m admitting that I was working and that you’re interfering with that work.” You counter as you take you coat with a smile and nod of thanks, before shrugging the soft black coat on over your dress. He even follows you out of the museum, watching as you pass your valet ticket to Scott.

“You’re just giving up?” He sounds shocked, and maybe slightly disappointed and you glance up at him with a little half smirk. He doesn’t say anything, just stares down at you with those blue eyes of his. Scott pulls up with your car before James can say anything else, it’s like he’s hoping the silence will make you nervous enough to talk. He’s going to be disappointed. Scott gets out of the car and holds the door open for you. You pass hima tip and go to slide into the car when James stops you with another hand around your arm, he looks like he wants to say something but before he can, you speak. 

“I guess this is goodbye until next time.” He doesn’t let go of your arm so, you do what you need to in order to shock. You press a kiss to his lips. It works and his grip loosens and you slip your arm from his grip and slide into the driver’s seat. “See you around Agent.” You purr and you close the car door before he can gather his wits and drive away. 

Leaving Agent James Barnes in my rearview mirror.

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Dangerous Places: 11

When you get to the office building Bucky drives into the underground garage. When he parks Steve opens his door and you follow him out of the car. He offers you his hand again and you take it. It’s a little alarming being outside of the house and knowing that he’s right there has been more comforting than you’d thought. You’re starting to worry that you might be Belle in Beauty and the Beast, starting to actually like your captor.

You ride the elevator in silence and when the doors slide open you follow Steve’s lead into an empty floor.

“My office is the only one on this floor.” He says as you walk through the space. There’s a desk in front of a large door and one off to the side. “My assistant sits there and that’s for Buck when he actually hangs out here. Come on in.” You follow him into his office, you’re fairly sure it’s bigger than the main part of the house. You let go of his hand and make your way to the windows, the view out over the city is stunning. You feel him join you at the window,

“Let me guess, you rule everything that the light touches.” You tell him and he laughs softly,

“Yes Simba.” You’re glad he caught your Lion King reference.

“It is a beautiful view.”

“Thank you. If you want you can watch tv or read, just kinda hang out?”

“How long will you be?”

“A couple hours.” He says rounding the desk and sitting down, “let me know if you need anything. The bathroom is there.” He says pointing at a door over his shoulder. He puts a remote on his desk, “for the TV.”

“Thanks.” You’ve missed baking shows more than you care to admit so while he works you watch the baking channel. You get comfortable, laying down on his couch, before you know it you’re drifting off. At one point you wake briefly, there’s something draped over your torso and it smells like Steve. You roll over, choosing not to worry about what Steve is doing or what’s now draped over you while you sleep.

“Hey Bunny?” Steve’s soft voice draws you out of sleep. “You wanna go?”

“Yes please.” You tell him, he’s crouched in front of you at the side of the couch. You sit up and his suit coat slips off of your body, you hand it to him, “thanks.”

“Yea, I’ll get a blanket for in here for next time.”

“You’re going to let me leave again?”

“Yea, things are going well but,” he pauses, “do you want to know?”

“No.” You say and he nods,

“I didn’t think so, let’s go home.” He tells you standing and you follow getting up off of the couch. He offers you his hand again and you take it, his hand is so much rougher than yours, calluses are built up on his fingers.

You’re not paying much attention to where you’re going, at least not until Bucky pulls up to a high rise.

“Where are we?” You ask as he drives the car into a garage.

“My place.” Steve says without looking at you. “Figured it was awful late to take you all the way home.”

“Oh.”

“What’s wrong Bunny?”

“I don’t have any of my supplies here. What if I go low or high?”

“I have stuff.” You blink at him in surprise,

“You, you have insulin and needles?”

“Yea, and juice. Was gonna bring you the insulin before it expired so it didn’t go to waste either.” You’re irritatingly touched by this information.

“Oh.”

“Should we go to bed?”

“T-together?” You squeak and he smiles softly down at you.

“Not if you don’t want to. While I’d love to see you in my bed I won’t make you uncomfortable.”

“Okay.”

“Okay you’ll sleep in my bed?” You nod and he smiles, god he’s so handsome when he smiles. Steve brings you down the hallway then into his bedroom. It’s all dark colors and weirdly warmth,

“I’ll get you something to sleep in.” He says before disappearing through another door, you take the moment to study the room. The walls are a deep green and the comforter is black. There’s a window seat and all the furniture is dark wood, Steve comes out of what you assume is a closet and hands you something to sleep in. “Bathroom is there, I think I have a new toothbrush in the middle drawer.”

“Thank you.” God you’re so tired. You go and get ready for bed then crawl into Steve’s bed. You’re asleep before he comes back from the bathroom.

“Cap!” The door flies open and Steve shoots up leveling a gun at the intruder, the African American man from the first day, Sam is standing at the doorway, his hands up by his head as Steve registers he isn’t a threat.

“What the fuck do you want?” He growls, putting the gun down.

“They’ve taken the bait.”

“Excellent.” Steve swings his legs out of bed and when you go to follow he turns and presses a soft kiss to the top of your head. “Stay Bunny.” Sam looks pleased and you lay back down to go back to sleep.

When you wake for a second time the curtains are letting a little light into the room. You wander the apartment, not really sure what you’re supposed to be doing. You’d almost expected someone to be somewhere in the apartment but it seems like you’re alone.

You make some breakfast, dosing for the omelette that you make then you wander his home again. You’d never know that a mob boss lived in the penthouse.

When Steve comes back he’s furious. You can almost taste his rage as he storms into the space, the door slamming behind him. Your heart races, were you supposed to stay in the bedroom? You thought you could make yourself comfortable. He stalks toward you and you stand from where you’d been sitting on the couch, gaze to the floor heart racing in your chest. He pulls you to him, arms wrapping around you, his face buried in your hair.

“Thank fuck.”

“What?”

“He got away.”

“Wh-what?”

“We fucking lost Rumlow.” That was what you were afraid of. “They were all there. They were all fucking there Bunny and somehow he got away.” Your heart plummets, every time you think that this is going to be over it isn’t. “I’m gonna get him Bunny.”

“U-use me.”

“What?”

“Use me as bait. He’ll come out if he thinks he can get his claws back in me.”

“I’m not going to do that to you. I’m not putting you into danger.”

“I’m already in danger.” You argue, “please, please I just want this over.” You feel him take a deep breath,

“Fine. I need to dress you for the club then.”

“What?”

“We’re going to go out, like we’re celebrating. We’re going to act like a couple, then I’m going to make it look like I’ve left you in my private room. He’ll come.”

“He will.” You agree so that’s what you do. Steve calls Wanda and she comes to glam you up, she brings several dresses, make up, hair supplies and a few pairs of shoes. Steve makes sure that you eat while Wanda preps you for the night.

“I’m going to give you a tracker.” She says, as she swipes lip stain on your lips. “This is gonna sound nasty but it’s going in your panties. It’s less likely to be found. We’ll wrap it in a condom and go from there.”

“Oh, okay.” You’re suddenly very nervous.

“He won’t take you, it’s just a precaution.”

After you’re ready, a tight black dress, hair straightened, face fully done, black heels on and a tracker in your underwear, you head to the living room to meet Steve.

“Fuck me.” He breathes eyeing you, “you look fucking incredible.”

“Oh, thank you.” You tell him softly, “you look good too.” He smiles at you then holds out a hand for you. You take it and he pulls you toward him,

“I’m gonna kiss you now. So we can be convincing as a couple.” He says but you don’t completely believe that’s the only reason why. Steve kisses you softly, one hand curled around the back of your head and the other on your lower back. You’re pressed against him and you’ve never felt safer.

“God Bunny.” He breathes, “Been wanting to do that for weeks.” You give him a little smile, while you’re more comfortable than you used to be you’re still not completely comfortable with him. “Okay?”

“Yea, just nervous.” You tell him and you are, you’re so fucking nervous.

“I’ve got you Bunny. He won’t hurt you again.” He promises and you nod, you believe him.

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Naja

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Frozen

A Sidelines Universe series of one shots

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Big news announcement!

As some of you may have noticed I’ve been kind of MIA on here lately. I’ve always kind of written original stuff on the side and one of my new years wishes was to become published.

And I did it.

Right now it’s only available on kindle but I’m hoping to get a paperback version out soon.

If you’re interested in reading my first book here’s the link.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CTDX7XT7

#kindle unlimited #kindle #writer #dream come true

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Huge news coming in the next couple of days!

#ks personal #personal post

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Dangerous Places: 10

He slowly builds your trust over the next few weeks. It really is the little things, him noticing when you need something, like an ingredient or snack that you like. He’s already proven that he watches your numbers and has brought you several more records to play so it’s not so quiet in the house. The first time he gently touches your waist and you don’t flinch he hums softly,

“You’re getting more comfortable with me. ” He purrs into your hair and it makes your heart pound in the best way, “Good girl.”

“Thank you.” You don’t know how to handle the praise so this seems to be the best response.

“What are you making?”

“Peppermint truffles.”

“You sure love your sweets don’t you Bunny?”

“Yea, I like the challenge that they provide too.” You tell him as you work, Steve stays standing behind you. Previously this would have been far too close for your comfort but now you find you don’t really mind.

“I’m thinking this’ll be over in a month.” He says and you glance behind you at him.

“Really?” You don’t want to get too hopeful because it’ll hurt so much worse if you can’t disappear then.

“Yea, and I found someone who can take care of your brand. A friend of Bruce’s has some experience with burns, he’s going to come take a look later.”

“Will you be here?”

“No.”

“I’d like someone else here.”

“I’ll get someone,” he promises, “so good Bunny.” Steve says and it takes every ounce of self control you have to not preen.

The doctor that Steve had promised comes later that night. Carol is with you, of all the women that Steve could’ve asked you’re glad he picked her.

He walks you through the procedure, and while it sounds painful and scary you don’t care. You want the brand off.

“When can you do it?” You ask and he looks thoughtful,

“Right now.”

“Let’s do it.” You tell him and Carol looks surprised,

“You want to do this now?” She asks and you nod. There’s nothing you would like more than having the brand removed. “I’m going to call Steve while he gets set up.” She says and you shrug, she can do whatever she needs to.

When he’s ready you sit in a chair and he starts his work. The pain is indescribable, you can’t believe you’d gone through this once before.

“If you need to pass out just do it.” The Doctor says and you nod. Carol is watching and looks horrified, you can’t look. If you look you’re going to throw up, then pass out. You’ve got your eyes closed and you’re taking slow, deep breaths but the pain is too much and like the Doctor said, you pass out.

When you come to arms are around you and your arm feels like it’s on fire.

“How long?” Steve’s voice is right behind you, he must be the one holding you. He wouldn’t let anyone else.

“Maybe an hour?” Carol says and you blink your eyes open. “She’s awake.”

“Hey Bunny. How you feeling?”

“My arm is on fire.” You tell him going to touch it but he catches your hand with his before you can.

“You’re not supposed to touch it Bunny.” He says gently, “We have to put a cream on it and redress it tomorrow but leave it for now.”

“Hurts.” You whimper and he shushes you gently as Carol leaves the little house.

“I know. I’m sorry.” He soothes, for a powerful man he’s so gentle with you. It’s like he knows what you need, that quiet strength. “I’m proud of you though Bunny, you did a real brave thing.”

“I couldn’t look at it anymore.” You whisper and he hums, you’re pretty sure that he presses a kiss to the top of your head.

“I’m sorry it took so long. We can do something special when it heals.”

“Like what?”

“I’ll take you out, on a proper date.” He says softly, “if that’s okay with you.” You stare at where his hands are resting on your legs holding you gently to him,

“Yea I think that’d be okay.”

“Good. I have some work to do, you can come with me if you want.”

“What kind of work?”

“Paperwork. For my business.”

“What kind of mob does paperwork?” You ask and he chuckles softly,

“No Bunny, my legit business. Being in the mob doesn’t make that much money. I’m the CEO of my family’s insurance company.”

“Oh.” You’re surprised by this, all Crossbones had done was mob business. “What about Bucky?”

“What about him?” Steve seems

“Does he have another job?”

“He’s my head of security.” That makes sense, “you wanna come with?”

“What would I be doing?”

“Just keeping me company.” He offers and you close your eyes for a second, you’re content sitting here with him but he’s allowing you to leave the house. Even if it is with him.

“Do I need to look nice?”

“You do look nice.” He says and you look down at yourself. You’re in a black hoodie and a pair of black athletic pants.

“I think you and I have different ideas of nice.” You tell him and he laughs softly, “I’ll come with but I want to put on some jeans at least.”

“I can wait Bunny.” He helps ease you up off the couch and you go back to your bedroom and change into a black tee and a pair of jeans before putting on the brand new black tennis shoes Natasha brought you the first week.

When you go back out into the main part of the house Steve is standing by the front door. When he looks up at you his eyes travel the length of your body and it makes butterflies dance in your stomach.

“You ready?”

“To leave? Hell yes.” You tell him and he laughs softly.

“Okay, if anything goes down you listen.”

“I will.” At this point you’d probably agree to just about anything, he’s letting you leave your cage. Steve offers you his hand and when you take it he looks pleased, then leads you out of the front door and back into the warehouse. You’re fairly certain it’s night out but really you can’t be positive, it’s hard for time to exist when you don’t see the sun.

When you get outside you see you were right, the sky is dark and the air is crisp and you stop walking, you have no idea how long you’ve been in there but the fresh air smells so good. You close your eyes and breathe it in and Steve doesn’t try to get you to move.

“I’m sorry.” He says quietly, when you look over at him he looks ashamed of himself, “I should’ve let you come outside. I’ve been abusing you.” You’re not going to argue with him, it’s been absolute shit being stuck inside for so long. “I’ll do better.” You won’t get your hopes up, then again he usually makes good on his promises. The only one he hasn’t kept yet is letting you go.

“Can we ride with the windows down?”

“No, it’s not safe.” He says and you sigh softly but understand. You start walking and he joins you, as if he wanted to wait to make sure that you were ready to go before he brought you to the car.

“What is your family company name?”

“Shield Insurance.” He says pulling open the door in the back of the car.

“Is that home or car? What kind of insurance?”

“Mostly business.”

“Do you like it?”

“It’s not like my dream job but it’s fine.” He says sliding into the back with you. It’s then you realize Bucky is in the driver’s seat.

“What would your dream job be?” You ask as the car starts moving and Steve looks thoughtful.

“Artist.” Bucky’s voice chimes in from the driver’s seat, “he’d be an artist.” You’re surprised by this answer but Steve doesn’t argue, he gives a little shrug.

“Yea probably.”

“What kind of art?”

“I like to draw, I’ve started to get into painting lately which has been fun.” This is an interesting, and soft, side to the mob boss. “I like to do people the most.”

“From memory or do you have people sit for you?”

“Are you offering?” He flirts and you grimace causing him to laugh. You like being the cause for that sound more than you should. He’s a mob boss after all, you can’t get too attached, you swore you’d never get burnt again.

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Dangerous Places: 9

His hands are on the couch on either side of your legs but he’s not touching you.

“You’re bleeding!” You snatch up his hand to examine it before you know what you’ve done.

“I’m alright Bunny.”

“Glass? Did you punch through some glass?”

“Just a little.”

“We need to clean it.” You tell him and he stands pulling you up with him. You go to let go of his hand but he keeps holding yours, he gives you a little half smile.

“You should hold on. Wouldn’t wanna get lost on my way to first aid.” You roll your eyes at him but drag him along behind you anyways. “You’re moving better, are your feet feeling better?”

“Yea,” you tell him, “is there any glass in your cut?”

“Nah Bunny.”

“Wash it out please.” You tell him before pulling the first aid kit out from under the sink. When he’d been here Hulk had restocked it so you know that everything should be good to go. Steve turns on the water as you get out the gauze wrap and a pair of gloves.

You tend to his cut knuckles gently, making sure you wrap them tight enough to stop the bleeding but not so tight that it’ll cut off circulation.

“You’re good at this Bunny.”

“He got into a lot of fights on his way to the top. I was expected to care for him in every way he demanded.” You say softly focusing on the job you’re doing.

“I can do this.”

“No, it’s alright. I don’t mind, it’s kind of nice feeling useful.”

“What have you been doing all day?”

“Reading. Sleeping. Cooking a little. When the girls are here we talk.” You’ve talked about him more than you’d like to admit. He’s an extremely powerful mob boss but the girls really didn’t have much bad to say about him. His legit businesses give back to the community as much as they can, he takes care of his employees and is known for his weirdly strong sense of justice.

“If I could get you some things to do what would you want to do?”

“I don’t know.” You admit, you really don’t know what you’d want to do. “I miss music.”

“Music?”

“Yea, I know that I can’t have my phone but I like music more than tv for background noise. I hate commercials though.”

“So radio is out,” he says, “I’ll come up with something.”

“Oh, thank you.” You tell him securing the gauze around his hand. “Would you like to eat?”

“You don’t have to serve me Bunny.”

“I’m going to eat so if you want to I can make two plates.” You suggest and he hums softly,

“You’re sure you don’t mind?”

“I’m sure.” He studies your face for a moment then gives you a little nod. You move away from him and open the fridge then dig out the leftover lasagna. As you prep for dinner he leans against the couch and texts someone on his phone. You test your glucose then take some insulin while the lasagna reheats.

“Is there anything I can do?”

“Get your drink?”

“Okay.” He takes out a beer from the fridge, “What do you want?”

“I just do water.”

“I’ll get it.” He says as you drop your needles in the hard plastic bottle that you’ve been using as a sharps container.

You eat in silence, it’s not exactly uncomfortable but it’s also not comfortable either.

“You made this?”

“Yes.”

“It’s delicious.”

“Thank you.”

“You like cooking right?”

“I do.”

“You need anything for something you wanna make tell the girls, they’ll get you whatever you need. They’ve been kind right?”

“Absolutely.” You’re a little surprised by this question, why wouldn’t the girls be nice to you?

“I know Carol can be a bit harsh sometimes.”

“She’s just honest, which is kind of nice.” You tell him and Steve looks surprised. “What?”

“You seem to read people well. Quickly too.”

“You kind of have to in this life don’t you?”

“I suppose. What have you figured out about me?” He asks, his voice is even and calm but you won’t be telling him anything. If you offend him he could get angry and you’ve seen what his fist can do to glass, you don’t need to see what it could do to you.

“I don’t know.” You say softly after a bite of lasagna. This seems to be the safest thing to say and he studies you.

“You’re afraid you’re going to anger me. You won’t.” It seems he’s good at reading people too, “I know you said actions, and my actions today probably show you that I have a temper, which I do, but the anger wasn’t directed toward you. Not unless you betray me and I don’t think that’s going to happen. Do you?”

“No.” In all honesty that depends on what his definition of betrayal is. The second he lets you go you’re fucking gone, which Brock absolutely would have seen as betrayal, as for Steve, you don’t know.

“Alright then we won’t have any problems.” He goes back to eating like it’s nothing but you have to force yourself to eat, he hasn’t given you reason to really trust him yet. The girls, you’re getting more comfortable with them but you’ve also got your guard up. You’ve been fooled before, you won’t let that happen again. When you’re done eating Steve picks up your plate and brings it to the sink to wash and put into the dishwasher.

This starts a pattern, he shows up everyday for dinner. He never does any work when he’s with you and it’s so easy to forget what he is. He’s charming and kind and brings you a record player with three boxes worth of vinyls.

It’s not until one night when you’re sleeping and he comes in, gently waking you, with a glass in his hand that you realize his attention to detail.

“What’re you doing?” You murmur confused, it’s the middle of the night and he’s in pajama pants and a zip up sweatshirt.

“You’re double arrow down and at 85, you need some sugar.” He tells you handing you the glass, “it’s apple juice.”

“Oh.” You take a sip and stare at him in the darkness. “How did you know?”

“Bruce hooked me up to your system, it alerts me if you’re too low or too high.” You won’t tell him but you’re impressed.

“What time is it?”

“2:30.” He came all the way over here at 2:30 in the morning to give you juice? “Drink up Bunny.” He coaxes so you take another sip. Sometimes drinking the juice too fast makes you feel sick but you don’t want to crash either.

Once you finish the juice Steve takes the glass back.

“Thank you.” You say softly when he’s at the door. He nods and closes the door softly behind him.

When you told him actions would prove to you that he wasn’t like Brock. This is exactly what you meant when you said that, you don’t know how far he lived from here but the fact that he’s got an alarm set up to make sure you stay healthy. You get up and make your way out into the main part of the house and are surprised to see Steve in the living room.

“Everything okay?”

“Yea, I’m just going to test with my test strips. Sometimes the sensor is a little slow.”

“Okay.” He says standing and following you into the kitchen. You test and see that you’re going down still, but it takes about fifteen minutes to see any change.

“Do you need more sugar?” He asks as you take everything apart.

“Not yet. It won’t show for at least fifteen minutes.”

“Wanna sit up with me?” He offers,

“Um. Okay.” So you join him in the living room, “could, could you get me something to sew?” When he looks up at you in surprise.

“Sorry Bunny. What was that?”

“I like to cross stitch, could you get me a project to do?”

“Do you want to look online?” He’s going to trust you to use the internet?

“You’d let me?”

“Yea.”

“Thank you.” You pause, you have another question for him but you don’t want to annoy him.

“What else Bunny?”

“Hmm?”

“I can see there’s another question in there. What is it?”

“How long will I have to stay here?”

“A bit longer.” You feel defeated, it might not be so bad if you had a time frame rather than just question marks. “I’m sorry. We’ve got to be careful about this. If they know I’m coming it’ll be a war rather than the execution I want.” He says it so casually, “I’ll try and have a better answer for you soon okay?”

“Okay.” You agree before standing.

“Where are you going?”

“I don’t have my sensor to check my sugar.”

“I can.” He picks up his phone from the arm of the chair and looks at your number. “Oh, good 90 and steady.” You stand and make your way back toward the bedroom.

“Good night.”

“Night Bunny. You need anything and I’ll be here. Don’t wanna leave you alone.”

“Oh, okay.” You tell him before closing the bedroom door and going back to bed.

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Dangerous Places: 8

You don’t see Steve for almost a week. You meet several of the women, they seem nice enough and happy, but you’d seemed happy too.

Wanda had taken your grocery list and bought everything you’d needed, no hesitation. She was a soft woman, and the one you felt most comfortable around. You knew that Nat was reporting back to Steve on you. Those piercing green eyes of hers seemed to notice everything and it’s unnerving.

Your feet have healed well, the Doctor, a soft spoken man they call Hulk, had come by and checked in on you. He’d also offered to get you a system that would test your blood so you didn’t have to do your finger all the time, something that sounded more than a little appealing.

You’re a little surprised to see Steve enter after he knocks on the main door. You’ve got some music playing from an old radio you’d found and are reading a book. One that Carol had lent you.

“Hi Bunny.” He says putting a box on the counter. “Got you some sugar free cookies from a bakery I like.”

“Thank you.” You’re surprisingly touched by this.

“I hope they’re good.” He says dropping down into the arm chair with a heavy sigh. “How’s your week been?” When you level him with a look that pretty much screams really? “Right, sorry. Things have been interesting, hectic but I’m getting closer to destroying Hydra.”

“Good.”

“Good?” He seems surprised, “there’s no one there you were friends with?”

“No. Friends don’t help a monster keep you prisoner.”

“Will you tell me what happened?”

“No.” You tell him with a racing heart. Last time you’d said no to Brock he’d beaten you so badly you couldn’t sit comfortably for days.

“Okay, will you at least think about it?” He asks and you nod, you’ll think about it. “Thanks Bunny.”

“You can use my real name if you want.” You offer, not looking up from your book.

“I know.” You glance over at him and see a little smile on his face, “what are you reading?”

“Something from Carol.”

“Ah, sexy book then.” He says and your eyes nearly pop out of your head.

“Wh-what?”

“Sexy book. Carol makes us all read them, is that the one about the baker and the doctor?”

“Um, yes.” You know he can see the embarrassment on your face.

“Nice. Some things in that one I’ve wanted to try for a while. Let me know if you’re interested.” He flirts but you can’t even look at him. He turns on the tv and you continue to read for a while, you’re reading a more, spicy, part when he hums and you look up at him.

“You’re at the part in the kitchen aren’t you?”

“How could you possibly know that?”

“The look on your face, and how far along you are in the book. I just read that one.” You snap the book shut, keeping one finger in between the pages so you don’t lose your spot. “Aw, come on Bunny. Keep readin’ for me.”

“No more comments.” You tell him attempting to make it sound like a question while it’s really a request.

“Alright, but I’m watchin’ still.” You sigh heavily but don’t argue, you open the book again and start reading.

The scene is hot. There’s no arguing that, and annoyingly now you can’t get the vision of Steve as the male character out of your head.

He lets you read in peace for a half an hour before he says, “what should we do for dinner?”

“I was going to do leftovers.”

“Ah, what if I cook for you?” You bite your lower lip and look down into your lap,

“I have so many leftovers, I don’t want anything to go bad.” You close your eyes waiting for the anger.

“Good girl Bunny.” He practically purrs and butterflies dance in your stomach. “I love when you set boundaries with me. Do you mind if I just find something?”

“That’s fine.”

“Thanks. Hulk said he was going to get you set up with some other stuff for your diabetes. Has he done that yet?” He asks as he makes his way to the fridge.

“No, I think he ordered it.”

“Good, anything else you want to do?”

“Leave.”

“Bunny.” He warns lowly and you glare at your book.

“The brand.” You say after a few more minutes of silence.

“Hmm?” He hums from where he’s looking into the fridge,

“I’d like my brand removed.”

“Did you talk to Bruce about it?”

“Who?”

“Oh, right Hulk.”

“Um, no. I don’t even know if it’s possible.”

“We can ask him, I can’t imagine it’s going to be pleasant.”

“I think that’s why he does it. Brock’s a monster. He likes inflicting pain on other people then,” you take a deep shaky breath, “he blames you for your pain.” You whisper and you hear Steve moving quickly.

“I’ll be right back Bunny.” He says through clenched teeth. The door slams shut and after a few seconds you hear the sound of something shattering. When he comes back into the house, his body is tight like he’s angry. He stalks over to you but freezes when he sees how you curl in on yourself.

“I’m coming over there Bunny. I’m not mad at you, you need to know that okay?” You nod and he comes over and crouches in front of you on the floor. “I need to know the things he did to you. I need to know so I can punish him when I destroy Hydra and I need to know so I can help you heal.” He says softly, “I am furious with how you were treated. It’s unacceptable.”

“It’s hard to talk about.” You whisper as tears fill your eyes.

“Maybe I could bring in a therapist for you?”

“You’d do that?”

“Yea Bunny. You’re mine to protect and that means from everything, past trauma included.”

“But why?”

“What do you mean?”

“Why me?”

“I don’t know. When I figure it out I’ll let you know.”

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Dangerous Places: 7

You don’t know why she’d do that, she’s going to be in so much trouble later and all for you.

“Okay, just us girls now.”

“You shouldn’t have done that.” You whisper, the horror evident in your voice.

“Why?”

“He’s going to be so mad.”

“Did he look mad to you?”

“But,”

“Things are different here. Once you have his loyalty it takes losing your loyalty to lose his.” She says, “Here,” she grabs the pizza box, “you should eat.”

“Which pizza is it?”

“He got two cheese, which was weird because that man likes his pizza loaded, but now it makes sense.” She puts the pizza on the coffee table, “You want a plate?”

“Um, yes please.” You watch as she crosses to the kitchen and pulls out a plate, she hands it to you over the back of the couch. She plops down on the coffee table next to the pizza box and watches you with soft eyes. You open the box and grab a slice of pizza, not the most effective way to get your blood sugar up but it’ll do while you wait for your apple juice.

“So, how are you doing?” She asks as you slowly start to eat.

“Fine.”

“No, you’re not fine. You don’t have to guard yourself around me, you can tell me what’s really going on.”

“You won’t tell him?”

“No, not unless it’s something I have to. Self harm or something.” She clarifies and you nod.

“I’m fucking terrified. He kidnapped me and grilled me and threatened me but now he’s being all nice.” It’s like what Crossbones did, he fooled you, treated you like a princess then destroyed your life. “I just feel like it’s whiplash.”

“I’m sorry, he kidnapped you? Why?”

“Winter saw my brand.” When she looks confused you show her the side of your wrist and she pales.

“Oh my god. Why did he take you?”

“Wanted to be sure I wasn’t a threat.”

“If you’re Crossbones you’re a threat!”

“I’m not his.” You say fiercely, “I will never belong to a man again.”

“But-“

“I ran away.” You admit and she looks impressed, “and I’d rather die than go back.” Someone knocks on the door but doesn’t wait for the call to enter.

“Bunny, I’ve got that juice for you.” Steve says entering the little house again. Nat’s eyebrows go up as he brings you a full container of juice. “Do you want a glass?”

“Yes please.” He grabs one for you then pours some juice into the glass, “is that too much?”

“No, thank you.” You say as you take the glass from him. This and the pizza should be more than enough to get your sugar up. He leans against the counter after putting the juice in the fridge.

“You can go.” Nat says glancing over at him.

“She eats at least two full pieces.” He tells Nat as he pops off of the counter and heads for the door.

“Any reason I’m force feeding her?”

“Bunny, if you don’t wanna tell her I’ll leave that up to you.”

“I’m diabetic.” You tell her after he closes the door, “you’re really not going to be in trouble with him for telling him to leave?”

“Not at all.”

“It wasn’t like that with Crossbones.”

“I can imagine. Do you want to talk about it?” You stop chewing, the pizza in your mouth is suddenly like cement, “you don’t have to.” You stand and limp your way to the garbage can and spit out the pizza, thinking about how bad things got with him, the daily abuse, the assaults, it’s too hard to even think about most days. Now you’re back in, you’re trapped all over. He’s going to find you, there’s no way he doesn’t, no matter how careful Steve is. They pay too much attention to The Howlies to not notice.

“Whoa, are you okay?”

“Yes.”

“Come back over here. Sit down.” She says standing and offering you her hand but you shrink away.

“No, no I can’t. I’m, I can’t.”

“That bad?”

“He, he did things that I buried a long time ago. Being back in,” you stomach churns and you dry heave into the garbage.

“Cap!” Nat yells and you try to shush her but you can’t, you’re shaking too much. Gentle arms scoop you up and carry you back to the couch.

“Bunny?”

“I’m fine.” You tell him but he looks like he doesn’t believe you. You expect him to set you down on the couch but instead he sits down, you on his lap.

“Nat, juice.” She passes you the juice and you take a shaky sip. His arms are tight around you, almost too tight,

“Can you let me go?”

“As soon as you’re done shakin’ like a leaf.” He says gently, “if you pass out I don’t want you gettin’ hurt.”

“Oh.”

“Drink more juice Bunny.” Steve reminds you and you take another shaky sip. You’re probably going to be stuck on his lap for at least fifteen minutes if not longer.

Your shaking stops and the second it does he helps ease you off of him. Nat has been watching the whole interaction with interest and that alone makes you nervous.

You keep your eyes on your cup as the two of them talk. You’re grateful that the attention is off of you now and you’re able to drink your juice in peace.

“How are you feeling Bunny?”

“Fine.”

“Would you tell me anything different?” He challenges and you don’t say anything. There isn’t a right answer here, either you lie and say that you won’t lie to him or you admit that you were just lying. Either way he’s not going to be happy.

“You can be honest with him,” Nat says and you look skeptically over at her earning yourself another chuckle from Steve.

“I’m not worried about it Nat.” He gives you a little smile, “eventually I’ll win her over.” Good luck.

He waits for you to eat another slice of pizza, chatting with Nat and occasionally trying to get you into the conversation. You don’t say much but you appreciate them not completely ignoring you.

“Alright Bunny,” Steve says after you’ve eaten your fill of pizza and tested your blood sugar again. “I’m gonna get going, do you want me to bring you back to the bedroom again?”

“No thank you.”

“Okay, I’ll try to come back in a couple days but I’ll have some of the girls come over so you’re not alone all the time. They can get you whatever you need. Make a list for food okay? We don’t normally need to shop for dietary restrictions.”

“Okay.” You agree and he gives you a soft smile then heads out. Nat doesn’t stay much longer. You don’t blame her. You wouldn’t want to hang out with you either. You limp your way to the bedroom and go to sleep.

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Dangerous Places: 6

When you’re done with the bathroom you slowly make your way to the door. Captain is still in the bedroom, when you open the door he’d looked up.

“Alright, food?” He asks and you stare up at him, “you’ve gotta be hungry. It’s almost noon.”

“Oh, um food would be good.” You look past him and out the window. You can’t tell that it’s daytime out there, it’s unnerving.

“Alright, come on up Bunny.” He says holding out his arms before he gently scoops you up. You’re not sure where to look, you can’t look at him but it’s weird looking the way you’re walking. You settle on looking at your knees, the little scar there that you can see from when you were a kid and banged it open on the corner of the stairs.

Steve sets you down back on the counter. The way he so effortlessly carries you around is kind of astonishing.

“What do you want? We have,” he pulls open the fridge and frowns, “some beer. Don’t these animals eat?” He grumbles. “Alright Bunny, what do you want me to order in?”

“I don’t know.”

“Too many options.” He murmurs to himself and you’re surprised because that’s exactly what it is. “Okay, do you want Italian or Asian?”

“Italian?”

“Yea, pizza, pasta, that kind of stuff.”

“Italian please.”

“Okay, pasta or pizza?”

“Um, pizza please. Just cheese.” You haven’t eaten in a while so you don’t want to upset your stomach.

“Alright, I’ll get some actual groceries in here for you soon.”

“Okay.” It’s weird that he’s treating you so kindly, after all he did threaten you and kidnap you and is holding you hostage. So maybe he’s not being so kind after all.

“Alright, let’s make a list so that you can have food you like. Do you like to cook?”

“Yes.”

“Anything you need.”

“Where is my stuff?”

“Should be here later.” He says dismissively and it kind of pisses you off. You don’t dare say anything but you do glare at the floor in front of you. “Look at me.” His tone is gentle when he gives the command and you comply. “Oh Bunny.” He says with a grin, “I like seeing some fire from you. What’s got you bothered?”

“I can’t just live here without my shit. I need my phone and some other stuff.”

“You can’t have your phone.”

“Then you have to take me back to my apartment.” He sighs heavily,

“Bunny, we have gone over this. It isn’t happening.”

“I’m diabetic. I need my sensors, reader and medication.”

“Why didn’t you say something sooner?” He looks irritated as he pulls his phone out of his pocket.

“I’m sorry it wasn’t just as easy as snatching a woman out of her bed!” You snap, and he smirks over at you.

“Buck, I have some stuff I need you to get now. No, now.” He looks up at you, “Bunny where’s your stuff?”

“Pens are in the fridge and my pills are in the bathroom in the mirror. The needles and alcohol wipes are in the second drawer in the bathroom and so are the sensors, they’re in boxes. I have some lancets and another sensor in my purse.” You tell him,

“You hear that Buck? Good. I want that here in the next twenty minutes.” He pauses then growls, “No, I’m not fuckin joking. Get it here.” The power of this man is truly stunning, and a little terrifying. You’re starting to feel like he might actually be different than Crossbones, but then you remember his “business” he had to take care of before you went to sleep.

They’re all the same, all sharp edges and violence.

He texts someone else then looks up at you,

“What do you want to do while we wait for food?”

“When did you order?”

“I texted one of the ladies our order. I thought you might like having a woman around.”

“Oh.” You didn’t know he had women, your opinion of him was correct he’s just like Crossbones.

“So, movie? Tv? Reading? Just sitting here in silence looking at one another? What do you want to do?”

“I don’t care.” You say gently, you won’t be fooled by a mob man again.

“I want you to be comfortable here. I know this isn’t where you want to be but if I can at least make you comfortable I will.”

“Oh,”

“You said actions right?” You nod, “so you’ll see. Why don’t we go to the couch, we can eat there too.” He sets you on the couch before dropping down a cushion away. He turns the tv on and starts switching through the channels. There’s a knock on the door and he calls,

“Come in.” So Winter does and he has your supplies. He brings them to you and you pull out what you need to test, you have a feeling that you’re low, you put the lancet in then place it on your finger and push the button. You test your blood sugar and sure enough you’re low, even worse the number is going lower.

“How are you?”

“Fine.” You lie and Steve hums lowly,

“Try again Bunny. The truth this time.”

“I’m low, but it’s fine.”

“What do you need? Juice? Candy?”

“Juice works.” You tell him, “um, apple?” Steve looks at Winter who nods and leaves again.

“Bunny, when it comes to your health you tell me what you need.”

“Yes, Captain. Steve. Sorry.”

“Good girl.” He says and your gaze snaps to his, a slow smirk crosses his face. “I wondered if you might like that.”

“I don’t.” You lie and he chuckles,

“Your eyes tell me different Bunny.” You glare at him and he grins over at you. There’s another knock at the door, this one seems softer, less aggressive than Winter.

“Come in.” The door opens and a pretty red headed woman pushes open the door.

“Hey Cap, you wanted some pizza? Oh, hello.” She says seeing you.

“Hi.”

“Widow, thanks for picking that up.” Steve says and she nods putting the two pizza boxes on the table.

“How are you doing Honey?” She asks but you don’t say anything, instead you glance over at Steve.

“You can talk to her Bunny.”

“I’m fine.” You lie and she looks between you and Steve.

“Cap, out.” She demands,

“But pizza.” He practically whines and you stare at him in absolute shock.

“Oh take the damn thing with you you big baby.” You stare at her in astonishment, she can’t just talk to him like that can she? Steve groans softly but stands from the couch, grabs one of the boxes of pizza and leaves the house.

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