#bu.na

@romcnovc​ asked:  *nat offers hugs and cuddles and even more hugs*

@romcnovc​ asked:  Gimmie a thing with nat as big spoon ♡

They were both clean from a shower, post-mission soreness setting into their muscles, feet dragging and eyes drooping. Bucky practically fell onto the bed, groaning softly as he came into contact with the soft mattress and even softer blankets. He shuffled around and managed to get himself under the covers with minimal flailing. Sleep felt as if it were already dragging him down, slowing his mind, dulling his senses.

Natasha stumbled into the bedroom after him, clumsy and vulnerable in a way that very few people got to see. Within seconds she joined him in melting into the blankets and he mumbled incoherently as she jostled him. She simply scoffed in reply before scooching up to his back and wrapping herself around him like a limpet. Though he made an inquisitive noise at her, neither of them made any movements to change their position.

@mistakeiwontmaketwice​ asked:  🧠 🧠 🧠

Whenever they stay up late watching TV and just being there for each other are actually some of his favorite times, even if the nightmares that came before it were awful.

When Bucky first came back to NY, he didn’t trust Natasha. Not only because he knew how dangerous she was, but also because he’d known her at her worst, knows how she was trained and who she’d been then, and he didn’t want to give her the opportunity to take advantage of him or manipulate him.

He wishes Natasha would be more forthcoming with things, whether that’s her own struggles and fears, her thoughts, etc. While Bucky isn’t the best at it either it frustrates him sometimes when Natasha holds back from him.

Bucky is much better at reading Natasha than most, and that’s something he’s almost proud of. It’s no easy feat but he loves when he can guess what’s on her mind or what she’s about to do- it makes him feel more connected to her.

As both a person and a previous trainer, Bucky overall is proud of Natasha. Proud of her friends she’s found, the way she uses her skills that were taught by those in the wrong to do good, and she still manages to have room in her heart for others (like him) despite all she’s gone through. 

@mistakeiwontmaketwice​ asked: 83- “Stay there. I’m coming to get you.” 

     “Alright,” Bucky whispered into the phone.

Shakily he let his head thud against the brick wall behind him, metal fingers digging furrows into the concrete he was sitting crouched on. He’d had an episode, something had set him off, and he’d bolted. Run through the night on some sort of mission or errand that he couldn’t remember, running towards or away from something. It wasn’t often that Bucky reacted like this, not anymore, but occasionally he still found himself losing time and opening his eyes to an unknown place, no memory of how he got there.

He woke to weak dawn light this morning, huddled in the basement of an unfinished apartment building on the other side of the city. Luckily he still had his phone in his pocket- plenty of times he’d left it behind, or chucked it somewhere along the way. Now Natasha had to come and pick him up, since he was shaky on his feet and in his mind, not trusting himself to be among the public right now. 

     “I’m sorry....”

@primavdova​ sent : ⭐️⭐️⭐️

For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses

james has the clearest memories for it since he was the fronting personality, but both of them remember knowing her back when she was natalia

no doubt a contributing factor to her becoming The black widow, the only injury sustained from any of the girls was from natasha, and left a thin scar almost three inches across their right bicep. it’s barely visible anymore, but it is a reminder of how things once were

@romcnovc

Natasha is a relentless clothes thief. Every time he gets back one of his sweaters or hoodies she steals two more

In retaliation he uses her knives in training and sometimes for missions. She allows this as long as he cleans them and brings them back in good condition. She still doesn’t give his hoodies back, though.

If one of them has a bad day they’ll sit in the dark with good drinks (either alcoholic or like quality hot chocolate) and watch ridiculous soap operas, making fun of everything that happens

@notuptoyou

It was a testament to how relaxed he was and how much he’d come totrust Natasha that he barely flinched when he felt her gentle, cool fingers on theswell of his hip where his shirt had ridden up. Bucky glanced sideways at herbut she didn’t seem to totally register what she was doing; her fingers kept uptheir mindless swirls and swipes over his skin as she stared at the movieplaying on screen. A small, content smile crept across his face, but Buckyturned his attention back to the movie as well, the tiny but comforting touchessliding to the edge of his awareness.

@mistakeiwontmaketwice

Natasha was one of the strongest people Bucky knew, and one of the most stubborn. She protected herself fiercely… unless you truly had her trust. Bucky counted himself among the privileged few who got to see the softness inside. To have admitted this must have meant she truly needed it. Sinking back down onto the bed, he ran a hand through Natasha’s hair. As much as he hated seeing her feel so poorly, he adored that she trusted him with this. 

     “Of course, Natasha.”