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||cb + specify (optional), muse has returned ; responses will be tomorrow some time! 

@-greywidows || 
          
          “Worst.” The man stuck his hands in the pockets of his black jacket, the sunglasses hiding his eyes from her. “You’re going to do one last mission before I kill you, and I’m going to make sure you do it. Properly.” 
          
          || !!! xx 

@-silverbirds ||
          
          The name of his best friend’s group, what else was there to call them, sent a tight, dull pain in his chest. The man lowered the gun he had pulled quickly, before resting against the wall with a huff. “Yeah. The Avengers.” He just mumbled at first before straightening after his slight break. “Sorry about the gun…I just can’t take a chance.” 
          
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@-russianspies ||
          
          His eyes stayed in front of him, hollow, haunted, before glancing up at she sat down next to him. Bucky didn’t realize how much he needed company until he could feel her next to him and then everything seemed to feel a little less awful. He took the bottle from her and poured her some before setting it down in between their legs. “Cheers to that.” He smiled softly, clinking his glass against hers before taking another sip. There he sat for a moment in silence, just sitting next to her, soaking in her presence. Finally, after a few minutes he spoke, “I don’t know if I’m better.” Was all he said. Maybe she’d understand, maybe she wouldn’t. But out of everyone…she was the one who could understand his struggles the best. 

{ @-russianspies }
          
          He answered her smile with a roll of his own eyes. James knew that in this state, Nat would definitely have been able to take him down, but hey, can’t let his ego crumble too much. Hiding a wince and before responding, he let himself slide down to the floor of the kitchen to rest the leg, bringing the glass of whiskey down with him. “Hah, that’s one way to put it.” He mumbled, taking another sip. “You want a drink?” He offered, staring up at her before hissing in pain as his leg twinged. “Three bullets…got them out but was a shit show that’s for sure.” 

{ @-russianspies }
          
          “Nat, I could have hurt you.” He set down the kitchen knife and leaned against the counter with a sigh. He glanced down at the bandage on his leg, before grabbing the glass of whiskey he had poured for himself. There were no lights on in the apartment, only the light from the street down below shone through, giving his face an eerie glow. “What do you want?” He asked, after taking a long pull from the glass. 
          
          ||eeeeeeeeeeee!!! you’re too kind to me friendo! xxx 

||cb or drop (I’m gonna get to them in the mornin)

|| JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES 
          
          “they thought it was an easy fix, turns out I’m more of a monster than they realized.” 
          
          after believing that his training had been reversed and the trigger words removed, bucky went on a mission that would change everything. Turns out hydra had taken precautions and planted a trigger sequence deeper than the rest, but unpredictable, after being activated there’s no knowing what sets bucky off or when he reverts to normal. Not even himself. Any word could trigger him. 
          
          “It’s just better this way. Safer. You stay on your side. I’ll stay on mine.” 
          
          The episodes keep getting worse and Bucky’s beginning to lose some memories…
          Now he doesn’t know when the next time he reverts if it’ll be permanently. 
          
          “Stay back! Just…just let me be. Please.” 

The driver glanced up at the sound of a new voice. He noticed the woman and flashed her a polite smile, shrugging slightly. “It can be. But I have a great team behind me that watches out for my safety.” He responded before adding with a slight laugh, “uh, it can be, sÌ, it takes a lot of training that is for sure.” He turned to face her completely now, invested in the conversation, “I don’t believe we’ve met, no? Matteo.” His Italian accent was heavy as he spoke his name, his dark hair framing his face. 
          
          || @-redalerts tysm!!!!