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#sambucky #sam wilson #bucky barnes #they love each other #It's been a while since I came here but this photo

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Sam (an adrenaline junkie) talking to his husband Bucky (also an adrenaline junkie): You’re not an adrenaline junkie, and neither am I.

(Saw this and that was the first thing I thought of lol)

#sambucky #sam wilson #bucky barnes

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LULA IS THE PRESIDENT OF BRAZIL!!!!!!

GO BACK TO HELL WHERE YOU BELONG BOLSONARO SON OF A BITCH

#KDJKDKDKDKDKKFKKFKFKKFKFKKFKFKKFFKKFKFKFKFKKFKFKFKFKFKKFKFKFKKFKFKKFKFKFKFKFKKFKFKFKKF #LULA #BRAZIL #BRASIL

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I have never known a fandom as dramatic as the MCU fandom...😂😂😂 I did not sit through the entire Avengers Infinity War movie to witness Zero Sambucky interactions for people to be talking about Sambucky divorce just because they won't be in the same movie😭.

They literally just got a whole show together and ended in great terms. It's ok for the characters to be in separate projects from time to time. Sam and Bucky will be fine and they're still a family.

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Bucky Barnes every time a Thunderbolt calls him Mr. America

#Bucky Barnes #Sam Wilson #Sambucky

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Now Complete.

Summary:

That’s why Bucky was wearing his smallest t-shirt and most ridiculous pair of jeans — a combination that Steve lovingly referred to as his “milk for free” outfit — while he knocked on Sam’s front door, and tried not to cast up his crumpets.

He had expected Sam to be surprised when he answered the door, and maybe a little happy, instead Sam looked, well… disgruntled, for lack of a better word. Everything about his expression was pinched, and it immediately had Bucky’s nervousness being replaced with concern.”

Or: Wedding bells are ringing, but not for Sam. When he’s not so cordially invited to his ex’s wedding, Bucky offers to go with him. Sam thinks he’s offering as a favor, unaware of Bucky’s planet sized crush.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/41335875

#sambucky

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I just wanted a scene like that in Thunderbolts

Bucky's phone rings and he answers it.

inaudible

Bucky: Sam, I...

Sam: Inaudible

Bucky: Sammy,

Sam: inaudible

Bucky: Samu... end of call

One of Bucky's new companions walks by and says: Someone is sleeping in the doghouse tonight.

#sambucky #Sam Wilson #Bucky Barnes #Sam is just mad that Bucky took off with the Thunderbolts without warning

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SAM WILSON FINALLY GETS HIS OWN SOLO MOVIE OMFG FINALLLYYYYYYYY 😭

LIke, I knew it was coming but having it confirmed to be focused on Sam with Isaiah and Torres as his supporting cast is everything. They better make it a dope ass movie fleshing out Sam and exploring his character properly. It's what Sam Wilson deserves.

Sam, Torres and Isaiah is the team I always knew I needed 😌

#Sam Wilson #captain america #Anthony Mackie

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Captain America - New World Order / Fan Poster (Anthony Mackie Movie)

#sam wilson #captain america #anthony mackie

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😂😂😂

#Sambucky

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Strictly Professional

Summary: Bucky Barnes is an adult film star. He has booked a job with his sometime-scene partner, Steve Rogers’ friend as a favour to Steve. He checks out some of Sam Wilson’s work and finds himself attracted to the other man. Will he be able to keep it strictly professional when they begin to film together?

Pairing: SamBucky (Stucky sex scene)

Rating: Explicit 

Content: Porn; Sex Worker Bucky; Sex Worker Steve; Sex Worker Sam; Some Wanking; Some Bum Fun; Feels 

Word Count: 1,595

READ PART 1 HERE

#sambucky #to read

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Sambucky

19 for the prompt fic!

Hi cm, thank you for the ask!

this is entirely too late for me to even apologize, I have no excuse.

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The soldier didn’t understand many things then, why the bird didn’t leave if Steve was not even awake, why sit there with him if he doesn’t even know it, why follow him in the battle in the first place, but most of the soldier’s confusion and anger came from within. The question that would plague him for longer than expected it would: why did he not take the shot at the bird up on that rooftop? 

The bird had interfered with his mission, almost took his eyes out, and shot at him multiple times and he didn’t know the bird, not like he knew Steve. Yet, he didn’t take the shot, he sat there and watched as the bird sat with the captain as he slept and watched him hold the bottle up to his lips once he woke up. 

Many years have passed since then and to this day Bucky remembers the view from that rooftop and with the new perspective he’s pretty sure the anger he felt back then was no anger at all, but fascination. Not that he will ever tell Sam that. 

he dreams of that night often.

Today he wakes up from that dream slowly, blinking away the darkness as he comes to terms with the fact that his entire body is in pain and it’s not going away. Bucky hasn’t spent much time in hospitals but there’s no mistaking that he is in one, laying flat on his back in a hospital room, woken up by the pain and the beeping of the machines. 

From the corner of his eye, he can see Sam sitting in a chair on his right, head buried in a book. He tries to turn his head but there’s a brace holding it in place, so he groans instead to let Sam know that he’s awake. Sam’s on his feet in a second, the book falling on the ground as he rushes to Bucky’s side. 

“Hi, hey,” Sam says looking down at Bucky, his eyes are bloodshot and he has stitches on his face, Bucky doesn’t even remember how he got them “Hi baby, hi, you’re awake” Sam keeps repeating, cradling his face gently. Bucky groans, trying to say hi back but his throat is so dry it’s painful. It takes Sam a minute to find a bottle of water and a straw and bring it to his lips. 

Bucky drinks a couple of sips, feels the cold water through his entire body, only notices that he’s burning up once the water cools him down a little. 

“What happened?” He croaks finally. 

“They said you might not wake up,” Sam says instead of answering his question, “they said, this time you might not pull through, but I knew you would, even after what you did. I know you, you cockroach. You’re not that easy to kill” Sam rambles on, carding his hands through Bucky’s hair, it’s a little rough but Bucky says nothing. He’s a little confused and in a lot of pain, there are tears in Sam’s eyes and a bruise on his left cheek and he’s pretty sure he has severe burns on his arms and his leg is broken in at least two places, but there are tears in Sam’s eye and he’s pretty sure it’s his fault, so, for now, nothing else matters but drying those eyes and seeing them shine with happiness again. 

“I won’t do it again” He promises quietly. He’s not entirely sure what he did in the first place, he doesn’t remember much, but Sam stayed up for him in a hospital room for who knows how long, and for that kind of love, Bucky will do anything. 

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SAM CAP commission for @effing-numpties :D

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my annual mermay contribution 🧜🏻‍♂️💗🧜🏿‍♂️

#sambucky

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Sam making an off-handed comment about how it’s chilly. Bucky pulling Sam in, wrapping Sam’s arms around his waist inside his open jacket, tucking Sam’s head under his chin. Sam pressing his cold nose into Bucky’s neck and just kinda melting.

bucky’s super soldier metabolism works on overdrive, so he’s basically a human-sized walking furnace. despite his time in DC and whatever time he spent gallivanting through europe, sam’s still not used to the cold, louisiana blood still running through his veins. any time they’re any place even slightly chilly, or after he’s come down from a flight, he’ll immediately stick his cold hands on bucky’s neck to warm them up, bucky sighing fondly before taking sam’s hands and warming them with his own instead.

he’s used to this: sam being cold and immediately heading to bucky to warm him up. at home, sam will come out of the bathroom after a shower, naked except for the towel around his waist, shivering at the burst of cold air after all that hot water. bucky will come up behind him and press a kiss to his neck every time, without fail. he’ll rub down his shoulders and his upper back with his hands, one warm from the serum, one from working machinery (sam told him once it felt like the warmth of a laptop that’s been running just a tad too long). he’ll rub his shoulders until the shivers stop and sam will look at him with a smile and contentment in his eyes before he goes back to their room to redress.

at night, bucky has long handed over all of the blankets for sam to burrito himself in, knowing sam’s freezing while he tends to overheat after about half an hour anyway. he plays big spoon more often than not, both of them wearing just their briefs, knowing sam loves the heat pouring off bucky’s chest at his back, the comforting warmth of bucky’s legs tangled with his. (bucky also wakes up sweating more often than not, but if sam’s not going to complain about the fact that bucky leaves sweat stains in their sheets, bucky is not going to deny himself cuddling up to sam every chance he gets.)

usually when they’re out somewhere and sam gets cold, bucky almost immediately hands over his jacket, teasing sam like it’s a hardship when both of them know bucky loves seeing sam in his clothes, loves the visual confirmation that they’re each other’s. he loves seeing the way sam always snuggles into his jackets, the way he never gives them back right away, even when they get somewhere warmer. (he is spending a small fortune in replacement hoodies, though, after all of his somehow end up in sam’s closet, which he needs to find a workaround for)

one night, though, they’re at a small get together, hanging out on a roof top bar, rented out specifically for them and all their friends (for some type of get together, a reunion, maybe, or a birthday). their are heat lamps all around to keep the night air from getting too chilly, but sam shivers all the same, tells bucky it’s starting to get colder as the night goes on. they don’t have anywhere to go, so instead of taking his jacket off to give to sam, he folds sam into his, lets sam wraps his cold arms around bucky’s warm middle, put his face in his neck, trade body heat back and forth. bucky presses a light kiss to the top of sam’s head before continuing his conversation with someone else, blatantly ignoring the casual PDA before his conversation partner folds and does too, even if it’s obvious they’re torn between rolling their eyes and finding it all adorable. sam stays wrapped up in bucky’s jacket for longer than he probably should, given he’s with company, but they both feel warmer that way, company be damned

#sambucky #ahhhh

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𝘪 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘪 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨

a series of sambucky sketches because i have a healthy fixation

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Barnes jumps down from the tree like a cat, landing precisely and silently. He shifts his work goggles onto his head, "Jesus fuck," he says, wiping sweat from his forehead.

Sam looks a little too long at his gloved hands holding that drill.

"So when you remembered all that shit, apparently you also remembered every curse word in the book," Sam says and takes a sip of his coffee.

CHAPTER 8