#buckynat scene

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Another Buckynat scene I need to happen:

It’s set as they are training, probably in Wakanda in a normal gym. They have just finished sparing and Natasha ended up on the floor.

“Why are you holding back?” Bucky asked, panting.

“I’m not,” she said accepting his hand.

“You’re lying.”

“Well I don’t want to hurt you.”

Bucky frowned, “Why not?”

Natasha looked puzzled, “Why would I want to do that?”

“I shot you!” He exclaimed, “twice.”

“That wasn’t you.”

“Yes, it was. I pulled the trigger. Not Hydra or Pierce, me… I nearly killed you on multiple occasions. Just hate me! At least it won’t feel like you’re faking it.”

Natasha moved to stand in front of him,“Listen to me. You cant hold that to yourself because it will eat you alive. You may not believe it but no one here blames you for what happened.”

“You should,” he said meeting her gaze.

“Targeting the victim, shifting the blame, isn’t something we do here. Dont think for one second im here because Rogers asked me to babysit you. I am here because I know what its like to be used. To be fed propaganda and think you’re doing the right thing. When I joined SHIELD I thought everyone hated me for what I had done. It took me a while to figure out they didn’t. I know it’s hard to believe but they don’t.

You can get a fresh start here. You’re not Bucky, at least not the one Steve remembers no matter how hard you try. You’re not the Winter Soldier, the cold blooded killer Hydra wanted you to be. You’ll figure out who you are and there are people who don’t have second agenda’ s, who want to help you. You are not the first. Yes, the memories will haunt you,” she pauses, breathing out slowly, “They wont go away. But living with the weight won’t either. You need to forgive yourself because we already have. And if you need us to tell you that everyday till you believe it yourself, we will. I. Will. Never. Hate. You. Because of what they made you do.”

Bucky looked down, blinking rapidly. Natasha’s arms raised slightly. Suddenly he engulfed her in a hug, their heads resting on each other’s shoulder’s. “I promise,” she whispered, burying her head into his neck.

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Buckynat Nat-flashback

Got bored so I started daydreaming, here is the product.This is Natasha's version of a flashback. It would, again, work with the mind stone, so it's like she's in the memory with herself.

Natasha could feel the cold floor pressed up against her cheek. She opened her eyes, slow and cautious, as she got up. A well lit corridor surrounded her, an open door ahead.

As she went to move, she felt herself become hazy. Suddenly someone fazed through her, like she was a hologram.

Natalia Alianovna Romanova walked into the bright room, planting herself at the other end. Long red hair snaked it's way down her back, a sports bag slung across her shoulder.

Natasha entered, looking at herself change into training clothing before fixing her hair into a high bun. She heard the door close behind her.

"You're late," Natalia called. Natasha didn't have to turn to know who it was. Her breathing became jagged.

He put his bag on the side of the room, digging around for something. She could feel his footsteps coming to an end behind her. Reluctantly she spun, James' face inches from her own, but his eyes weren't on her. She could feel warmth emanating from him, a sweet scent on his breath as he spoke. "We need to start, they're gonna check on us soon."

He was just like she remembered him. Clean shaven, dressed in mission clothing that was always a little tight, not that she ever complained. And those blue eyes...

Natalia sat as she tied her laces, looking up at him, "Your hair's getting a little long, don't you think you should cut it?"

He played with the rebellious strand that fell lightly over his face,"You know I've always wondered what I would look like with long hair?"

Natasha smiled at the ground. Shy, even when he couldn't see her, "You look as handsome as you always did."

Natalia got up, "Please don't ever make me find out." She moved around him, walking to the centre of the mat to enter her fighting stance. James joined her, a sly grin on his face.

"You ready,  Natalia?"

Hearing her name was like a gut punch, tears finding their way into Natasha's eyes. She tried to fight them back, keep them from blurring her view of him, but they streamed down her face, hot and painful. She remembered this day, it was the day she had fallen in love with him.

Natasha felt her heart break as she repeated the words with her past self, "Always."

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Another other Infinity War Buckynat scene I need

This is just the scene that i hope would play out if Bucky interacted with the mind stone. It gives a small hint at Buckynat, while still being open to interpretation.  (The parts in <> are in Russian.)

The red mist hit Bucky square in the face, propelling him onto the floor. When he looked up he was in a gravelly passage. He spun as he saw two men dragging someone towards him. It didn’t take him long to realize they couldn’t see him. It took him even shorter to figure out who they were carrying. He looked at the Winter Soldier, drugged, and being dragged down the hall.

Bucky followed the Hydra agents as they entered a room he had tried hard to forget. The cold Siberian chamber whistled with a freezing draft as they set him onto the seat in the centre. The Winter Soldier was drowsy, the mask covering his face filled with a gas that kept him from fighting back. “<Well>,” a woman said in a thick Russian accent as she entered the room. “<This is disappointing>.” One of the handlers bent to the soldiers ear, “<Resist and we shoot the girl>,” he grumbled, removing the gas mask.

The Winter Soldier slowly came to his senses, pained and raw, as he pleadingly looked up at the agents standing before him. He groaned,“Please… Let me have this one thing.” He knew it wouldn’t do anything, but he was desperate. “Just this once.”

Bucky gasped, he couldn’t remembered speaking like that to his superiors. This must have been earlier on. He had a short cut, like the style he had before the war. He didn’t know the last time he had cut his hair. Also there was something in his eyes...Hope. Bucky hadn’t had that for long time.

The woman curled her lip, “<So disappointing>.”

Bucky could feel the memory slipping away, now only small glimpses into the scene. Just enough to see himself getting pushed back into the seat and the electroshock machine slowly lowering onto his head. The last thing he heard was a whimper, a final cry for help, before the wipe began. Before the screams started.

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Part 5 of Buckynat scenes I want to happen

The functions of Bucky’s arm is based on the technology we know Shuri had in Black Panther so yeah…

Bucky finished off the last outrider in his area. He was about to move when a scream echoed from behind him. It was Natasha. He couldn’t see her but he knew.

He was hurt, tired, yet the rage that trickled through his vains powered him through the little bit of trees separating them. He could see her clearly now. The creature had it’s two lower hands holding Nat’s wrists out. The other two were by her face, one lightly against the side of her skull and the other squeezing her neck, drawing blood as she squirmed. Bucky didnt know why he cared so much. He had barely spoken to her. But he couldn’t help the feeling that flooded him when he saw her.

A primal, animal, urge he hasn’t felt in a while flooded him. He let out a growl, running towards them with his gun loaded.

Natasha eyes were becoming hazy, the creature seemed to be messing with her head. A sound to her side woke her up.

Suddenly bullets riddled the outriders hands, angled so they didn’t even grave Nat. She fell from its grasp, gasping for air as she looked around.

Bucky strolled past her, the gun now strapped on his back. He fiddled with his new arm as he walked towards the hurt creature. The outrider looked up before charging at Barnes.

Bucky stood tall as it approached. The second it was close enough, he punched it square in the chest, letting out a sonic blast. The waves were concentrated into the punch, caving in the creature. It fell to the floor.

He turned to Natasha, who was now laying on the ground in pain. “Hey, hey,” he whispered as he came closer to her, “It’s gonna be okay.”

He went to move her hands away from her neck but she resisted, “Trust me,” he reassured her. Nat glanced at his eyes before letting go. The blood was flowing at a dangerous rate. Bucky moved his metal hand to fit around her neck. He closed his eyes and a purple aura came from his fingers. Nat gasped, her body ridged as it entered her through the cuts in her skin, healing her.

Suddenly she sat up, her breathing slow, holding on to the his arm. Bucky released her but she still clung to him, feeling her neck with her free hand. The claw marks had vanished, she was fine. She met the soldiers eyes, “Thank you.”

He smiled, helping her up. “Can you walk?”

“Yes. We should go help the others.”

“I don’t think that’s the best-”

“I’m okay. Let’s go.” Bucky let go of Natasha, going to lead the way when she stumbled.

She felt a light headed. Whatever that thing had done to her had left her with a throbbing headache. Her mind was blank, uncentred. She only snapped to attention when she heard Bucky say something she never thought she'd hear again.

“Natalia!” He cried out running back to her. She held on to him, a blank expression on her face yet her eyes were filled with pain.

“What’s wrong?” He asked looking at her. She could barely speak as memories flooded her. “I…”

“Come on,” he lifted her up, carrying her across the battlefield. He could still hear the fight raging on to his right but he ignored it. She wasn’t getting hurt again.

Nat didn’t fight back, resting her head on his shoulder so he couldn't see her face. She relaxed in his arms, savoring his touch before it was gone. Before she went back to being Natasha.