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haflacky · 8 months
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Comforting his boyfriend
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staying-elive · 3 months
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I'm so excited. I'll probably only be watching Sam's episodes, but LOOK HOW PRETTY he is!
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He looks so good. You can even see a little hint of his little tooth gap. My one complaint is that he's missing his glorious eyelashes...
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I mean ...
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Come on, Marvel. 🤣😂 Not good enough.
But still so pretty. 😍
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pansexual-chocolate · 7 months
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love finds a way
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marvelsgirl616 · 12 days
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First Look at Anthony Mackie and Harrison For in Captain America: Brave New World
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margarethx · 3 months
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I have to admit, I kind of miss Steve as a side character in newer Sambucky fics.
I fully understand why a lot of people wouldn’t write about him at this point and if someone doesn’t want to see him mentioned ever again along Sam and Bucky... I’m fine with that. But personally I wish he was included in these stories more often, because there is a lot of roles he can take that have a potential to make the plot better.
For example, I like Steve being an oblivious idiot who is the only person incapable of noticing that his two best friends are in love - often to the point where he believes that they actually hate each other. Or a reverse trope where Steve knows them so well that he sees what Sam and Bucky are feeling before any of them realized. (I love stories where he plays the least subtle matchmaker on Earth after noticing what’s going on.)
I also need to add that Steve is basically the reason why Sam and Bucky met in the first place. And while I’m not very fond of the trope where Sam and Bucky are childishly arguing who’s a better friend... it’s still an interesting dynamic to explore, considering that each pair in this trio has an entirely different history. (Not to forget the scenarios where Sam mistakenly assumes that Bucky’s dating Steve, or vice versa.)
Finally, we have some all-time classics like: “Bucky bothering poor Steve with his rants about how cute Sam is”, “Sam stubbornly visiting Steve, even though his weird roommate acts like he doesn’t like him”, “Sam and Bucky joining forces to make fun of Steve”, and obviously “Steve regretting (not really) ever introducing his friends to each other”.
Bring this annoying old man back to my Sambucky fics. He brought so much useless (but welcome) drama with him <3
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fuzzbraiin · 10 months
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go save the world, I’ll be around
forever and ever
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floweringashtree · 1 year
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The lashes, the cheekbones, the lips, the chest, the arms...
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spinachgarden · 11 months
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quick lil cap quartet chibis to brighten your weekend <3 
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fluffyprettykitty · 2 years
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Pairing: Sam Wilson x shy! female reader (no other specifications)
Word Count: 1400 words
Outline: The first time you gave Sam his favorite nickname and much more than that.
Warnings: daddy kink, fingering, penetration, first time.
Author’s Note: Based on this blurb! :)
P.S: dividers by @firefly-graphics// banners by @maysdigitalarts
Main Masterlist ・❥・ Sam Wilson Masterlist
NSFW UNDERNEATH THE CUT. MINORS DNI.
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It hasn’t been a long time since you met Sam Wilson, the famous Captain America but it was enough for you to know that he was the one. Sam was perfect in every way, a pure gentleman, doting and caring, and above all a sweet and patient man. 
There was an age gap between you, you were in your late 20s and Sam had just turned forty and yet he never felt discouraged by your shyness or your insecurities. Not everybody walked the same path in life. 
You stayed often at his Washington DC apartment, drinking, eating, dancing, and doing all the cute things couples do and make out a lot and anywhere you could find. 
You weren’t too comfortable with intimacy, whether it was past relationships or just general your own mind, Sam never pressured you or drifted away from you. He wanted you and he could wait for as long as you needed to and he’d never want you to feel uncomfortable.
Now it was a Saturday night, a week after his birthday where you were both on the bed, clothed and laying next to each other. Your hands drew circles on his chest while he told you an old story about his time in the military. 
Yet your hand wants to wonder tonight, there’s something in the air, something thick that allures you in. You drag your hand all the way down to his crotch and all Sam does is raise an eyebrow and drop a low baritone ‘Excuse me?’ You only smile softly as you begin to trace his clothed crotch with your fingers. 
Sam always lets you take your time with his body, wasn’t the first time touching him, won’t be the last. He knew how sexual tension was a thing of the moment sometimes. He always encourages you to feel confident in your body because he will love you no matter what and he genuinely liked you for who you were.
He knew how to teach you confidence, how to make you see your body through his eyes, and how to help you build up your self-esteem. He always stays close to your ear, explaining to you exactly how you make him feel, how you turn him on with your voice or your body, or anything else.
The first time he placed you in his lap in front of his mirror, tracing your body with his fingers had you soaking wet, and yet when you told him you weren’t ready yet he complied and even encouraged you to finish on your own and that’d he’d in the living room.
And so it happened.
The first time you let him watch your fingers on yourself, you did so under the covers, watching him as he gazed at you intensely, his hands firm on his thighs breathing in and out. He cursed hard when you screamed his name when you finished, his warm chocolate eyes guiding you to the purest ecstasy. 
And he didn’t mind when he went discreetly to the bathroom.
The next time you let him work on his cock in front of you and he was more than happy to oblige. Watching him work on himself as his big hand wrapped around his girthy and veiny cock had you whimpering and moaning a lot but he still kept his distance as you wanted.
The first time he fingers you, you tell him you prefer the lights off. You were afraid he might now have liked what he’d see. But he didn’t mind, his goal was to make you cum as much as he could and as intensely as he could with his fingers. 
Which of course he managed. It was hard for you to close your legs even hours after the session.
Then he takes you to the mirror again, this time naked, and explains to you again what he likes, what he would like to kiss and feel on your body. Every single part. And you let him, finger you sensually with his dexter, his lips on your shoulders kissing you and praising you again and again.
Now, your hand wraps around his clothed erection which makes him breathe heavily.
“What do you need darling?” He asks in your firm voice, looking at you.
“I need you. I think I’m ready.”
“Are you sure?”
“I am, Sammy, I am, I promise.” You nod your head and try to push his trousers down but he stops you.
Sam proceeds to take them off for your pushing down his trousers and taking off his shirt as you watch him with your mouth hanging practically open. He looked beautiful. 
When he pushes his boxers down to reveal his cock springing free against his stomach, thick and long and looking so inviting. 
“God, you look beautiful daddy.” The word falls off your lips without thinking it further and yet it’s what you call Sam in your head when you are masturbating. 
Sam’s eyes glisten, a new feral feeling overcoming as he looks at you.
“What did you call me, princess?” He repeats and his voice hangs so low that fills your ears with your pleasure.
You’re too embarrassed to repeat it though so you only go back to taking off your clothes and then laying back down on the bed. Sam follows you, kneeling down on the bed and kissing your thighs and your pussy and your stomach, leaving a soft yet demanding trail of kisses. 
“May I?” 
“Yes, daddy, please.”
And his neck cracks at the word again and he shuts his eyes as he lets what feels like a mixture between a prayer and a curse. 
Sam then starts slow no matter how feral the words made him feel but he knew, he knew you needed to open up. There was no way you could take his cock just like that. 
He starts with his favorite finger scisorring it around as your hands touched your breasts arching your back at his movements, letting a series of moans hang in the air.
Then he adds another one, twisting and twirling them around, making you nice and open for him. 
And then he adds a third one and your hand wraps around his wrist begging him to enter you, that you can’t take it anymore. 
He takes his time though, lining up his cock to your entrance, pouring lube over it and on your pussy to make sure you are as wet as possible. And when his face comes close to yours, he wraps your lips in a kiss, his hands on the sides of your face and shoulders. 
And he feels your mouth hanging open when he pushes his cockhead inside your pussy. The pleasure is immense, he is stretching you out so good, that it makes your legs tremble. You never thought he could be this big, he could feel this good and he could fill you like this.
And that was only the tip.
“Don’t think you will last on anything more.” He chuckles watching you as you tried to back your hips. It felt too good that your body was moving on its own.
“D-daddy!” You plead and he only slowly begins to move his cock against your body.
The pleasure is immense and overwhelming, it was everything you expected and more. The burning stretching sensation quickly feels like heaven, as your hands are holding tightly onto his muscles. His body strength moves you against the bed as he is pushing more and more of his cock inside you. 
“You feel good?”
“Yes, it feels so good, daddy!”
His eyes are fixated on you as he is moving your body glancing down to watch how your pussy is slowly taking more and more of him. 
When he puts a finger on your clit rubbing it, it makes you see stars. The tightness inside you grows so deep that a few more rubs have you wetting his finger and screaming his name in pleasure. 
He finishes one moment after you, quickly managing to pull away from you and instead finish on your thigh by proximity, panting heavily as he collapses next to you.
“Sam…” You breathe out, and he reaches out to pull you into his arms and kiss your forehead. 
And it definitely wouldn’t be the last time. Far from it.
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violetproxima · 11 months
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Spoilers! There’s a second blurry photo. We can see the red boots.
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haflacky · 2 years
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Bucky caught an angel 👼🏾
Happy birthday to captain America and happy bisexual day!!! 💖💜💙 (Not a coincidence)
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staying-elive · 6 months
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I'm going to run with the headcanon that the reason we don't have a Sam Cap film yet in over 3 years is that he's just too good at his job.
Sam's just too good. Too efficient. Too effective. Stops the trouble before it ever becomes a threat, let alone a global catastrophe.
You'd only know just how necessary he is, by his absence. There'd be chaos. But instead, silence. Because Sam is just that good.
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comicsiswild · 8 months
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Captain America: Sam Wilson (2015) #4
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marvelsgirl616 · 11 months
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Anthony Mackie and Danny Ramirez on the set of Captain America: New World Order
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margarethx · 1 year
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Another Sambucky story I would really want to write when my brain allows me to do it would be the one that really focuses on their loneliness. Because I feel like it’s something very deeply ingrained in both of these characters that’s surprisingly rarely explored in stories - especially when it comes to Sam.
I feel like Sam and Bucky have a natural talent for forming quick bonds with people. Even Bucky, despite... everything... seemed to have an easy time talking to Leah, Ayo, Sam’s family, or Sam himself after knowing them for a relatively short time. Sam, meanwhile, has an important connection with his community, became friends with Steve in an instant, and seemed to be acquainted with most Avengers after knowing them for a rather short time.
It looks like they want to and could potentially have a social life.
But at the same time... they’re so wildly independent and stubborn that they keep putting a barrier between themselves and other people. Bucky, by not responding to messages, going into hiding, or literally putting himself in a freezer. And Sam, by leaving for the military, then living far away from his family in DC, or by going on missions alone, instead of asking for help.
(Not to mention that Sam had dropped his job at the VA and life in DC without a second of regret, so I doubt he had a flourishing social life or a bunch of close friends who’d noticed that he’s gone.)
So, to sum up... Sam and Bucky both want to connect with people, however, these relations seem very surface level and short-lived - even if they’re genuine. Because they often prefer to be alone, but push it a bit too far at times. Or because they’re at a point in their life when they just can’t allow themselves to have friends, let alone a partner - Hydra, military, being a fugitive... or being dead.
And... finally. I’d love to explore how Bucky is the only person who’s truly able to break Sam’s barriers and emotional defenses (and vice versa). How no one else could get so close to them except for the other, because they crave the human contact and closeness, but nobody understood them well enough, until now, to make the relationship actually meaningful.
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fuzzbraiin · 9 months
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the devil’s in the details, but you got a friend in me
would it be enough if i could never give you peace?
— peace by taylor swift
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