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What If It Was Real?

Natasha knew that their company needed a new security gaurd. Boris was getting on in years and he had a family to come home to. He didn’t need to be running around the world with a bunch of girls that suffer from both arrogance and self confidence issues.What Natasha didn’t expect was that the company would hire an american. 

Well, she though he was an American, he had an American accent despite knowing Russian. She hadn’t bothered to talk to him, and she thinks that she is the only person in the company that hadn’t. 

All the chorus girls were obsessed with him, and he was  good looking, Natasha knew that much. What surprised her even more was that the men liked him. They never liked anyone who wasn’t born from ‘mother Russia’s soil and knew the great honor of learning ballet.’ 

Maybe he was an immigrant’s son, Natasha didn’t know. However she was going to start to find out because he had been staring at her all day and it was annyoing the hell out of her. 

Climbing down off the stage, tutu and all; she walked staight up to him and asked, “Can I help you with something?”

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Ask literally anything of the muse on or off anon. Embarrass the muse all you want. Ask about their dirty secrets, who they would want to screw around with or they want to be screwed by. Go wild.

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“The suffering I had with you was worth it. Every last punishable thing they did or told you they did was worth it. We were worth it James. I knew that back in red room with a bullet to my head.” She smiled, setting down her coffee and reaching out to hold his hand.

“I’ve got a lot of red in my Ledger that I needed help to clear, and a few friends to stay beside me while I came to terms with what being on the other side, after making all that red, feels like. The very least I can do for you is be on your side. You’ve always had my back. Now it’s my turn.”

❛ everything i’ve done, every change that i’ve made - it’s been for you. ❜

Of all the people to have found him, Bucky shouldn't have been surprised that it was her. He would have guessed it would have been her or Steve, but Steve knew him best as he had once been, and Natalia, she knew him best as he had been trained. Who he was now was complicated, and he was still trying to sort it out. He bowed his head as he walked into the grubby apartment in the back end of Prague - just the latest in his tour of Eastern European capitals while he tried to hide from the world. He set his backpack on the uneven table after assuring the lock was secure, and breathed out. "...I don't understand why," he asked her quietly as he looked up. "I'm not worth any of that, Natalia. I know you and Steve have been looking for me...and I'm glad you got out, made changes - I wouldn't change the the choices I made to help you escape...but I don't understand why you keep fighting for me." It was the first indication that he remembered things - he remembered when she was making her escape from their mutual captivity - she would have waited for him, but he knew that it would have cost her. Remembering nothing else of his past at the time, he bought her time to escape - and paid for it with his own freedom and another trip to the chair. He set his groceries down on the table and sighed, feeling unsettled - but not because of her. He knew she hadn't come here to kill him. "...I'm not a safe person to be around, Natalia," he murmured quietly.

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“I’d like to meet this guy. Steve talked about his friend Bucky quite a bit, talk about how surprised I was to know he was also my James.” She smiled taking his coffee.

“If anything between Steve’s stories and our time in red room I can help your memory. I also have some bad blood with hydra if you had a mission you needed help with.”

❛ everything i’ve done, every change that i’ve made - it’s been for you. ❜

Of all the people to have found him, Bucky shouldn't have been surprised that it was her. He would have guessed it would have been her or Steve, but Steve knew him best as he had once been, and Natalia, she knew him best as he had been trained. Who he was now was complicated, and he was still trying to sort it out. He bowed his head as he walked into the grubby apartment in the back end of Prague - just the latest in his tour of Eastern European capitals while he tried to hide from the world. He set his backpack on the uneven table after assuring the lock was secure, and breathed out. "...I don't understand why," he asked her quietly as he looked up. "I'm not worth any of that, Natalia. I know you and Steve have been looking for me...and I'm glad you got out, made changes - I wouldn't change the the choices I made to help you escape...but I don't understand why you keep fighting for me." It was the first indication that he remembered things - he remembered when she was making her escape from their mutual captivity - she would have waited for him, but he knew that it would have cost her. Remembering nothing else of his past at the time, he bought her time to escape - and paid for it with his own freedom and another trip to the chair. He set his groceries down on the table and sighed, feeling unsettled - but not because of her. He knew she hadn't come here to kill him. "...I'm not a safe person to be around, Natalia," he murmured quietly.

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“It’s been too long James.” She smiled, looking at him fix them both coffee. It looked almost domestic. In another life, another time she’d be the cautious one, too afraid of protocol to make such relaxing moves as a cup of coffee.

“It’s so much more than that James. You were my everything once upon a time. Every happy memory of my childhood involved you. I’ll be by your side every step of the way.” She grinned taking his offered cup.

“Plus, Steve never met the soldat, he taught me everything he knows. I’m more than trained to deal with the winter soldier.”

❛ everything i’ve done, every change that i’ve made - it’s been for you. ❜

Of all the people to have found him, Bucky shouldn't have been surprised that it was her. He would have guessed it would have been her or Steve, but Steve knew him best as he had once been, and Natalia, she knew him best as he had been trained. Who he was now was complicated, and he was still trying to sort it out. He bowed his head as he walked into the grubby apartment in the back end of Prague - just the latest in his tour of Eastern European capitals while he tried to hide from the world. He set his backpack on the uneven table after assuring the lock was secure, and breathed out. "...I don't understand why," he asked her quietly as he looked up. "I'm not worth any of that, Natalia. I know you and Steve have been looking for me...and I'm glad you got out, made changes - I wouldn't change the the choices I made to help you escape...but I don't understand why you keep fighting for me." It was the first indication that he remembered things - he remembered when she was making her escape from their mutual captivity - she would have waited for him, but he knew that it would have cost her. Remembering nothing else of his past at the time, he bought her time to escape - and paid for it with his own freedom and another trip to the chair. He set his groceries down on the table and sighed, feeling unsettled - but not because of her. He knew she hadn't come here to kill him. "...I'm not a safe person to be around, Natalia," he murmured quietly.

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Now I see this devil making serious arguments to what is soup

Is coffee bean soup?

Is cereal a soup?

At what point melted is the ice cream a soup?

Is oatmeal a soup? At what consistency?

Is chili a soup?

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Natasha woke with a groan. Her head swimming her mouth dry as cotton. This wasn’t an alcoholic hangover. She was drugged.

Looking down and seeing the ring on her finger next to the flash drive of information she sighed that it wasn’t entirely bad.

Shoving the back of the man next to her. Thankful that it was still James she sighed.

“I can’t move my legs properly. Did you pack anything to move this drug through my system? Also when was it part of the mission for us to get married?”

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Send 💍 to wake up the morning after getting married in Las Vegas

You decide if it’s accidental, on purpose, drunken or whatever you want.

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“I was by your side when you were even less so Yasha.” She smirked, looking around the room and remembering a very similar apartment they hid out in for a hit.

One in Kiev.

One in Stalingrad

One in Minsk

Each one a stolen piece of freedom that he gave her. A piece of chocolate. Treasured for its brief joy. A stolen kiss. A memory that wasn’t here to have. A name long forgotten whispered in his sleep. He was her tutor. Her trainer. Her partner. Her first love. Once upon a time she wished to be his, but life had other plans.

He saved her. Now she could pay this debt.

“You got me out, but I didn’t get to this place alone. Whatever you need, even if it’s something Steve wouldn’t approve of, you have my contact at your disposal. I will always be in your debt. Know this more than anything.”

❛ everything i’ve done, every change that i’ve made - it’s been for you. ❜

Of all the people to have found him, Bucky shouldn't have been surprised that it was her. He would have guessed it would have been her or Steve, but Steve knew him best as he had once been, and Natalia, she knew him best as he had been trained. Who he was now was complicated, and he was still trying to sort it out. He bowed his head as he walked into the grubby apartment in the back end of Prague - just the latest in his tour of Eastern European capitals while he tried to hide from the world. He set his backpack on the uneven table after assuring the lock was secure, and breathed out. "...I don't understand why," he asked her quietly as he looked up. "I'm not worth any of that, Natalia. I know you and Steve have been looking for me...and I'm glad you got out, made changes - I wouldn't change the the choices I made to help you escape...but I don't understand why you keep fighting for me." It was the first indication that he remembered things - he remembered when she was making her escape from their mutual captivity - she would have waited for him, but he knew that it would have cost her. Remembering nothing else of his past at the time, he bought her time to escape - and paid for it with his own freedom and another trip to the chair. He set his groceries down on the table and sighed, feeling unsettled - but not because of her. He knew she hadn't come here to kill him. "...I'm not a safe person to be around, Natalia," he murmured quietly.

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—  ❛❛  //   𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙿𝙿𝙸𝙽𝙶  𝚃𝚁𝙾𝙿𝙴  𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂  ://    𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙱𝙸𝙳𝙳𝙴𝙽  𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴.        (  please  substitute  pronouns  as  needed.  )    

❛ why do i need you so damn much ? ❜   ❛ this is just for one night. ❜ ❛ it’s one kiss. what harm can come from one kiss ? ❜ ❛ i think we’re going to have to be secretly in love with each other and that’s that. ❜ ❛ timing is a bitch, huh ? ❜ ❛ everything i’ve done, every change that i’ve made - it’s been for you. ❜ ❛ falling in love with you has made me hate myself. ❜ ❛ you’re in my veins. you’re under my skin. ❜ ❛ just let me go. ❜ ❛ this. us. it will get us killed and you know it. don’t you care ? ❜ ❛ you are my favourite secret. ❜ ❛ tell me that you don’t want this - lie to yourself. ❜ ❛ we crave what we can’t have. ❜ ❛ you’re just an itch i need to scratch. ❜ ❛ i need to get you out of my system. ❜ ❛ i can’t just … unlove you. i wish i could. ❜ ❛ are you ever going to choose me ? ❜ ❛ you are my weakness and my strength. ❜ ❛ shh … be quiet or they’ll hear us. ❜ ❛ i didn’t expect you to show. ❜ ❛ we can run away together. ❜ ❛ this is us that we’re talking about. nothing else matters but us. ❜ ❛ i hope that we meet again in another life. ❜ ❛ none of this makes sense but you - you’re the only thing that makes this world less crazy. ❜ ❛ i don’t care anymore. all i care about is you. ❜ ❛ what would we do if we could have a happily ever after ? ❜ ❛ i know i can’t have you but it kills me to see you happy without me. ❜ ❛ i belong to you. ❜ ❛ we were never going to work. ❜ ❛ we were just playing pretend. ❜ ❛ i’ve tried hating you but every time i expect to find a flaw i just end up loving you even more. ❜ ❛ i know i shouldn’t be here but … i just needed to see you. ❜ ❛ just tell me that you love me. i want to hear you say it - just once. ❜ ❛ i know that they’ll kill me but being without you is a kind of death anyways. ❜

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“I. Unlike my husband, have no issues with driving cars. There’s a go bag in the trunk with the spare.” Natasha smirked as she started rapid fire texting Morgan for stark details.

Natasha was tapping her fingers incessantly and frowning. “They are three days late, with no word. Procedure be damned I’m not waiting.”

Looking up at loki she grinned, “wanna go infiltrate and rescue with me?”

To miss a check in was strange. To miss it by hours was a snag; by a day, a worry. To go three days without a daily check... that spelled Trouble. Even for Steve, James and the rest of their field team.

"You know I'm in." They should have been home by now, and Loki was as restless as Natasha. "Let me grab my scrying set, it should give us a more accurate location than the last check-in ping."

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“He’s not the same. Dead for lack of a better word. They took everything from him as well. It’s ok Draco I’ve moved on from that. I just… I felt like you understood what it was life to live around people who you love deeply, but know just how dangerous they are.”

Secrets

Natasha turned over in bed looking at the blond strands of her neighbor. He was another secret she had. No one knew about him. No one saw them together. Natasha had bare few toys as a child so she assumed Draco was her attempt at keeping something special.

Looking down at a pale forearm, tracing any scar and mark she saw she whispered out. “I never used to be one of the good guys. I was raised to lie cheat steal and kill for my organization. I don’t even really know what they stood for. I don’t know why I’m telling you this but something in me feels like you understand.”

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Natasha smiled before shrugging and turning her attention back to her coffee.

“Do you have work today? Or are you merely pacing to decide which ties you’ll wear this week.” She mused.

send ' 👅 ' for my muses reaction to yours giving them a hickey.

Draco stared in the mirror at the angry patch of red marks currently decorating his neck. While he didn’t mind them, and certainly hadn’t last night, he was usually better about making sure Natasha didn’t leave them in plain sight. He walked out of the bathroom into the kitchen where she was, and cleared his throat to catch her attention.

“Next time, try not to let me get carried away in enjoying myself that I wake up looking like this.” He stated.

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“Nah, he’ll be in the grave before he’s paid off his debt. I can show a bit of kindness as he’s letting James drive one of his vintage cars for our wedding.” Their theme was old Hollywood. They had rented a private mansion on the cliffsides of some town close to LA. One of Tony’s many vintage cars completed the look.

“Good they’re together. Hopefully that means they aren’t discovered and just needed to go dark.”

Natasha was tapping her fingers incessantly and frowning. “They are three days late, with no word. Procedure be damned I’m not waiting.”

Looking up at loki she grinned, “wanna go infiltrate and rescue with me?”

To miss a check in was strange. To miss it by hours was a snag; by a day, a worry. To go three days without a daily check... that spelled Trouble. Even for Steve, James and the rest of their field team.

"You know I'm in." They should have been home by now, and Loki was as restless as Natasha. "Let me grab my scrying set, it should give us a more accurate location than the last check-in ping."

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“Tony will be ecstatic to have me cash in so many favors right before my wedding.”

She sighed grabbing her phone and texting Morgan with the attn. your dad owes me.

“Burried wouldn’t surprise me. No one would ever notice an underground lair.”

Natasha was tapping her fingers incessantly and frowning. “They are three days late, with no word. Procedure be damned I’m not waiting.”

Looking up at loki she grinned, “wanna go infiltrate and rescue with me?”

To miss a check in was strange. To miss it by hours was a snag; by a day, a worry. To go three days without a daily check... that spelled Trouble. Even for Steve, James and the rest of their field team.

"You know I'm in." They should have been home by now, and Loki was as restless as Natasha. "Let me grab my scrying set, it should give us a more accurate location than the last check-in ping."