#samuel wilson

[elvearryn]

Hozier’s Talk ft. Sambucky 🙏

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[marvelsgirl616]

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They have to get him a new phone now( your fav doesn't like some of y'all)

[reducedemtasketch]

Like I said, he’s a ghost story

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SAM WILSON in CAPTAIN AMERICA: BRAVE NEW WORLD (2025)

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My head canons for domestic boyfriend Sam and Bucky

Based on what little I've seen from the Thunderbolts trailer and Brave New World

Spoilers ahead!!!

- Bucky is only living in that apartment temporarily it's just a place he can live whilst.hes going around doing his little camagins. He still lives with Sarah and Sam in New Orleans. Same with Sam's office. It's just that, an office for his work

- That call that Bucky is on in the trailer is to Sam, telling him he's probably going to miss dinner and to tell SarH he's sorry

- A long time ago AJ and Cass believed they were too big to be picked up and thrown like they were when they were little. Think again with Uncle Bucky around!

- Sarah had to explain to Bucky that being queer was legal and he could actually get married in many of the states. She then looked pointedly at Sam and never brought it up again.

- Bucky and Sam have fishing days on the boat, talking, bickering, arguing like an old married couple. But it's all in good faith and they always manage to get off the boat laughing

- Sam, being the dumbass that he is, challenged Bucky to a drinking contest one night, forgetting that Bucky has his whole super soldier metabolism. Bucky downed an entire bottle of vodka in one go that night. He had to carry Sam back to the car and drive home because he was fucking wasted

- Sam took Bucky to see the fireworks on the 4th of July. It was the first time he was actually able to sit down and enjoy them since he was free. They toasted to Steve considering it was his unofficial birthday

- Bucky still visits the Wakandan's every now and then, he payed tribute to T'Challas death and even got to meet his son. He still keeps in contact with Ayo even though she is still a little bit pissed at him for the whole Zemo fiasco

- Bucky taught Sam how to dance and Sam convinced Bucky to listen to something other than 40s music.

- As is his nature Bucky was worried sick about Sam after he heard what happened with Ross. He knows what type of man Ross is, and he knows Sam can hold his own. But it didn't stop him from calling Sam as soon as he knew he would be away from the battle

- Bucky knew about Torres from the news and asked his secretary to figure out where he was because he knew Sam would be right along side him. Sam had told him about Riley so he knew he must've been shaken

- Bucky still has nightmares, they are persistent and often really bad. Sam had to basically slap Bucky to wake him up sometimes because he's too far gone into his nightmare.

- Because of this Bucky started sleeping in Sam's bed WAY before they started dating

- Which is how Sam found out that Bucky is indeed a cuddler. Not that he minds, he hasn't had a girlfriend in years.

- Sam confessed first, he was never opposed to the idea of being attracted to men he guessed he had just never found the right man, not that he was ever really looking. Same with how he was never really looking for a girlfriend.

- Bucky was genuinely surprised when Sam told him how he felt. Bucky had convinced himself that any feeling he had were stupid and insignificant and that Sam was straight and could never love him.

- AJ owes Cass 20 dollars. Much to Sarah's amusement and dismay.

That's all I've got for tonight but I might think of some more soon!

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Swerved Kisses

Sam Wilson x Reader Oneshot

Fluff

wc: 880

Summary: While at a bar with the Avengers, you try to give Sam Wilson a quick kiss on the cheek, but he accidentally swerves you.

It was another evening spent at a quiet bar in the heart of the city. The Avengers, as always, found themselves together, away from the weight of the world for a brief moment of peace. Laughter filled the air as Tony and Steve bantered, Thor threw around a few ridiculous stories from his travels, and Clint was in the corner, likely plotting his next prank.

You sat next to Sam Wilson, your partner in all but name. The two of you had been together for months now, though your relationship had blossomed more in the quiet moments than the loud, chaotic battles. Sam was just... easy to be with. His humor, his steady confidence, and the way he made you feel safe without trying.

You’d shared many stolen moments, but tonight something felt different. Maybe it was the alcohol coursing through your veins, or maybe it was the gentle way Sam looked at you as he leaned over the bar, chatting with Clint.

You found yourself watching him, absentmindedly fiddling with your drink. He’d caught your gaze a few moments ago, offering you a small smile that sent a warm rush through you. The connection between you two had always been there, but now, in this light, it felt undeniable.

Without thinking, you scooted closer to him on the barstool. The noise around you seemed to fade as you reached for his shoulder, a teasing smile playing on your lips. Sam’s eyes flicked to you, still talking to Clint, but you could see the shift.

You leaned in, tilting your head slightly, aiming for a quick, affectionate peck on his cheek. Something simple. Nothing dramatic. Just a soft, loving gesture that you’d share with him a thousand times.

But, just as your lips were about to brush his skin, Sam moved. He leaned back, subtly swerving, and your lips hit the air. It wasn’t even that he meant to pull away. It was like his body reacted on its own, instinctively.

You froze, feeling the sting of the moment hit your chest. It wasn’t just the awkwardness of missing the kiss, but the feeling of rejection — even if it was completely accidental.

"Sam?" you asked, voice quieter now, a mix of confusion and a little bit of hurt tugging at your chest.

He quickly turned to face you, his face a mixture of shock and realization. "Oh God, I—"

You didn’t even let him finish. You stood up, your face burning with a mix of embarrassment and something else — maybe a little bit of hurt. You grabbed your coat and headed for the door, not looking back. He had swerved you. It wasn’t a big deal, right? Just a minor thing.

But as you pushed open the door, you couldn’t help but mutter to yourself under your breath. "Oh, okay. You don’t love me anymore."

The words were quiet, but they hit you hard.

Sam didn’t hear you, or at least you thought he didn’t. But then, before you could even get to the elevator, he was there. His hand caught yours, and he was standing in front of you, his eyes wide with panic.

"Hey, hey, wait!" Sam called, his voice almost desperate. "Don’t—"

You didn’t even give him a chance to finish before you turned to face him, arms crossed and your expression guarded. But the moment you looked up at him, his face shifted into complete horror.

"No, no, no, no, no!" Sam’s voice was almost a frantic whisper. His jaw dropped, his eyes wide, and he was suddenly on his knees in front of you. "Wait, hold up, you—no, you can’t think that. I—"

You blinked, thrown by his reaction. "What?"

He grabbed both of your hands, his fingers trembling slightly as he looked up at you with wide, pleading eyes. "I didn’t mean to... I swear, I’m just a dumbass. I wasn’t prepared for you to... I didn’t—" He shook his head, struggling to find the right words. "You’re my everything. I swear to God, I love you more than anything. Please don’t think I don’t. Don’t even—"

You almost laughed at the way he was fumbling over himself, his panic palpable. "You’re really freaking out over this," you said softly, a hint of amusement in your voice.

"Freaking out?" He blinked up at you, his face a perfect mixture of confusion, regret, and frantic energy. "You seriously think I don’t love you just because I moved away when you tried to kiss me?"

"Well, you *did* dodge me," you said, raising an eyebrow.

"Nonononono, that’s not what happened! I didn’t mean to dodge you. I just—" He stood up, holding onto your hands, his grip tight with desperation. "You’re perfect. I’m sorry, okay? I messed up. I didn’t even think when I did that. I swear I was just surprised and, I don’t know, I panicked and—"

He let out a frustrated breath, dropping his forehead to yours, his voice low and shaky. "Please, don’t ever think I don’t love you. I swear I’m an idiot. A total idiot. I’ll do anything to make it up to you. Please don’t think... please, don’t say that."

Your heart softened at the sight of him, his usual confidence shattered in front of you, his need for reassurance so raw. You lifted your hand to gently cup his face. "Sam," you said gently, "I was kidding. It’s fine."

His face froze. Then, slowly, a look of relief crossed his features, though he still looked embarrassed. "Wait... you were just messing with me?" he asked, his voice still a little shaky.

You couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head. "You’re such a mess, Sam."

His expression melted into a smile, though it was still laced with a hint of guilt. "I swear, I’m never dodging your kisses again."

"You better not," you teased, pulling him into a hug.

He held you close, his arms tightening around you like he never wanted to let go. "I’m so sorry," he whispered. "I promise, no more swerving. Ever."

"Promise," you whispered back, your heart fluttering.

And as the elevator doors closed and you headed back to your shared apartment in Avengers Tower, Sam was right there beside you, keeping you close. The night was still young, but now it was just about the two of you — and Sam was determined not to let you go another second without feeling his love for you.

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Omega Pt. 14 {Natasha}

Summary : Seeing a little hope makes Natasha be protective and want to win you back again little by little

Pairing : Alpha ! Natasha Romanoff x Omega ! Reader

Warning : Getting attacked and nearly getting kidnapped

World count : 2,283

{OMEGA PT. 13} {OMEGA PT. 14} {OMEGA PT. 15}

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Natasha has been sleeping in your room on the floor for the past four days now. You don’t have a heart to tell her that you four are okay and that she doesn’t need to guard you, so you just let her and offer her the couch at least, but she is still persistent about sleeping on the floor, so you just let her again and respect the boundaries between you two.

But Natasha has three reasons why she keeps insisting on sleeping in your room: first, to guard you; second, to be as close to the four of you as possible; and third, to at least earn herself even a little of your trust, and maybe there’s a chance. She hopes so, though.

And she’s still clinging to the idea that she can still earn the title of Alpha of yours someday, a baby step but still wanting to win you back, and she hopes that maybe you’ll lay beside her again and she’ll never gonna let you away from her hold, and the fact that she regrets sending you away when you let your thoughts win you and craving her hold.

So Natasha simply and secretly lay besides on the other side of the bed while admiring the four of you, peacefully and safely sleeping, but that’s only a few minutes, and she will go back to her makeshift bed to sleep by herself, and that’s enough for her to sleep alone in her room.

It took her weeks before you started to open up to her, letting her help you around, like cleaning the bathroom, and letting her help you when your back is hurting from the constant carrying of either one of the pups. To be honest, Natasha gives the best massage, and she also goes with you when you stroll the pups in the park.

But today, Natasha planned the whole day; every single detail was perfectly planned, and she hopes that everything will go according to her plan.

“Hi, I make breakfast,” then Natasha lightly brings the tray full of food to indicate that she really makes breakfast.

You blinked a few times and rubbed your eyes since it’s basically 6 in the morning and you’re not ready to wake up just yet, and the situation you're in makes Natasha chuckle at how cute you look. You glared up at her when you heard her chuckle.

“Why are you laughing? It’s too early for your breakfast,” you groan, leaning your head on the door frame while you yawn and stretch your limbs.

“It’s actually quarter to 7, and I just want to surprise you for breakfast in bed,” she says, giving you a shy smile, so you open the door wide open, and then you two proceed to the bed.

But before she could set the tray down, she looked at you, who’s already sat on the bed while your back was leaning in the bed frame, giving her a pout and puppy eyes.

“What’s wrong? ”Natasha then gave you the sandwich she made, then sat down in front of you.

“My back is still hurting.” You whimper a little, then take a bite of the sandwich. Natasha frowns at what you said; she doesn’t know if you’re doing it on purpose, even if your back doesn’t hurt for her to give you a massage, or if it really is.

And she doesn’t have any issue or complaint about massaging you, but she noticed that your back is hurting a lot these days, and that's concerning her. Maybe something is wrong.

“Have you gone to Dr. Cho? Your back is hurting a lot these days.” Natasha then pulled you up a little to sit up and scoot you forward so she could sit down on your back and start to lightly massage your shoulder, making you moan a little at the satisfaction.

“Lower please, my lower back is killing me,” Natasha chuckles and scoffs out of amusement, then she lightly bends you down and lightly massages your lower back.

“Y/N, did you see Dr. Cho for your back pain?”Natasha asked again, and you shook your head and looked over your shoulder to give her a shy and apologetic smile, and that’s when Natasha knew the answer.

“We should visit her; maybe something is wrong.” By hearing it, your mood changed. It saddens you that you have to visit the medbay again and scares you that you will be admitted there again and can’t take care of your pups as much as you do, and like Natasha can read your mind, she sits down in front of you.

“Hey, we're just going to visit her and maybe do some tests, nothing serious.” You sighed, nodded, and took a bite of your sandwich.

"Ok.” You both then start eating your breakfast before the three pups start to wake up, and Natasha goes to Wanda and Yelena to ask if they can look after the pups the whole day since she’s still wishing that at least half of her plan will be done.

“Ok, Y/N, Nat, the result came up clean, no sign of abnormalities or anything different, but I would like to give some medicine to help the pain, and also don’t lift heavy materials for a week and get rest as much as possible. You need to let your body have a break since tending to the three pups could be overwhelming and hard, and please come back here after a week. I would like to run some tests again to make sure. That’s all.” Dr. Cho smiled at the both of you and gave you the medicines she prepared right before she entered the room.

"Thanks,” you two both said, then stood up to the bed you’ve been waiting for.

“Take those two times a day, morning and night, after your meal, and you have to take those 12 hours apart.” You two smile and nod, then thank her once again before you two walk out of the medbay with a sigh of relief.

“So, I planned this day to go out, and since Wanda and Yelena have the pups, maybe we could go out?”Then Natasha presses the elevator, going up to your floor.

“But Dr. Cho said, ‘Get rest as much as possible.’” You mimic her, then Natasha gives you a pout.

“I know, but I swear, no extreme activities, just walking around the park.” You bite your lower lips and sigh, knowing you can’t say no to those pouts.

"Fine,” you said, then Natasha smiled and quickly dragged you to your room to change, and so did she.

“Nat, look, I want those,” you pointed to the man who’s selling some balloons, a teddy bear, and some bracelets around the park.

“Which one? ”Nat asked, already taking your hand and leading you to the vendor that makes you squeak with happiness, and you jump a little, making Natasha laugh at your childishness.

“I want to have us a matching bracelet,” you said while looking at the various colors and various types of beads in the bracelet.

"Well, we could get those; which one do you think looks beautiful? ”Natasha, then join you in looking at the bracelets.

“Do you want a tulip? Or heart? Or maybe Shell? Gosh, they are beautiful; I can’t choose,” you whine, frowning, getting a little frustrated about what to choose, but Natasha smirked and saw a perfect bracelet.

“Why not this one? It looks good, and since you love nature, I think it will look pretty on you,” Natasha said, taking the butterfly bracelet, where there’s a big crystal bead in every two pink beads, and in the middle of those two are a little rock bead, and in the pendant, there’s two butterflies, one big with a little butterfly.

“But it's too girly,” you mumbled, looking up at her with a question.

“And? So? ”Then Natasha put it on you with a smile; seeing it really suits you, she took another one and put it on her wrist.

“Now we're matching,” she said, giving you a smile and taking a 20-dollar bill, saying to keep the change, then intertwining your hands with hers.

“But Nat, it looks too girly on your wrist.” You stop her from walking, getting worried that she will just throw it away when your back is facing her or that she will talk behind your back. You know, Natasha, she hates too many girly things when it comes to her things, and you already know and heard the way she insults them and the person when someone gives her girly things.

“So, I love it; it matches yours.” Then Natasha analyzed your facial reaction and body language and realized what you were thinking.

“I don't care if it's too girly; as long as it comes from you, I don't care what other people say. I love them,” Natasha said the last words when she looked down on our wrist with a smile, making me squeeze her hand.

“Now let's go get ice cream,” you cheer, and now you're the one who's dragging her to your favorite ice cream parlor.

“What flavor do you like? ”Natasha then took out her wallet, and you hummed, thinking and choosing what flavor you liked.

“I would like a mint chocolate chip and chocolate chip cookie dough.” You then stand beside Natasha with a smile.

“Ok, one of those, and I would like a vanilla and buttered pecan, please.” You two then wait until they serve you your ice cream, and after you get your ice cream, you two proceed to walk around the park.

But you're suddenly uncomfortable and shifting your stance, looking around the park, then fisting Natasha's shirt and going closer to Natasha.

“Natty? ”You whisper, the ice cream is getting forgotten that it is slowly melting.

“Mhh? ”Natasha, look at you after she licks at her ice cream. Seeing you uncomfortable and frowning, stop on her track.

“Something is wrong,” Natasha says, then surveys the surroundings and sends an alert to the team in case something happens.

“I feel like someone is watching us,” you added, and when you feel the cold ice cream running down your hand, you quickly wipe it with a handkerchief and lick the remaining on the cone.

“We should go home,” you nodded, and when you two turned around, that's when there's an explosion a few feet away from you, Natasha shielding you with her body.

"Fuck,” Natasha said, then saw armed people scattering around, so she pressed the emergency alert again.

“Shit shit shit,” then Natasha throws you on her shoulder and runs, getting you to a safe place, and that's when Tony, Wanda, and Sam come to the scene, landing perfectly and smoothly.

"Romanoff!” Tony shouted and came to her.

“I’ll go get her to the tower; go help them." Natasha gently put you in Tony's arms, then ran where Wanda and Sam were.

“Thought you might need these.” Sam gave her a pistol and a knife, smirking, but Natasha rolled her eyes at him.

“Yeah, sure, it will help me in the long run. Nice help, bird brain,” they both chuckle, but before Natasha could launch to the enemy, you were screaming her name.

“NAAAATTTT! "You screamed when Tony got hit in the middle of the air, hitting him in the arm and losing balance, making you fall.

“Wanda, catch Y/N!” Natasha shouted and ran to you. Wanda on the other side quickly turned around and saw you falling, so she quickly caught you with her powers and brought you down.

“Nat on your back!” Tony shouted, getting up to the floor and firing at the enemy who's on Natasha's back.

But before you could run to Natasha, someone grabbed you and put a handkerchief over your nose and mouth. You tried to wiggle out of their hold, but the longer you inhaled the toxin in the handkerchief, the harder it was for you to get out of their hold.

“Fuck fuck fuck,” Natasha then ran faster, and thankfully Wanda saw what happened, so she quickly flew where you were.

“Put her down! ”Natasha's eyes are bright red while she holds the man with her powers in the neck and hand, where he was holding the knife on her neck.

But when he smirked and shook his head, Wanda quickly snapped his neck, and you fell to the ground unconscious.

“The team is already on their way; I’ll go take her to Dr. Cho. The pups are with Kate, and Yelena brought your batons, widow bites, and gun,” Wanda said when she scooped you up and turned to Natasha, who's checking on you for other injuries.

“I need,” Wanda quickly said, shutting her up and taking you away from her.

“I’ll have her; I’ll make sure she's safe; the city needs you, Nat, and it will be faster and safer if I fly her to Dr. Cho.” Then Wanda put Shield around you two and started to fly when Natasha gave her permission.

“Take care.” Then Wanda will fly you to the tower without any attacks on her way, and she will get you to Dr. Cho safely as she promised.

[elvearryn]

Has this been done yet for these two

[marvelsgirl616]

🥹💗

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I 🩷 you sambucky

[anonymityisfunwriter]

Oh my loveliest nonny writer. I'm in great need of some protective Sam vibes, with a sick or hurt reader who hides it to not make a fuss, she's afraid the others think she's too weak to be in the team, cause she's new. But Sam noticing her being hurt or sick and goes all in full blown protective mode. And takes cares of her 🥹😪 and makes sure that she can trust him. 💔

"my loveliest nonny writer" 🥹🥹 i'm swear my heart is ready to explode. you guys are just all so sweet. i hope you enjoy and thank you so much 💛

Pairing - Sam Wilson x Reader Sam Wilson Masterlist | Anon's 1K Celebration

i'll take care of you.

Sam Wilson is the epitome of caretaker. He is Caretaker with a capital C. He notices something off with you the moment he walks into the conference room, far before anyone else does.

Your head is tipped into your hand, eyes slightly glassy, flushed pallor.

"You look like hell."

You barely move - another sign that you're not feeling good. Your eyes dart over to him as he stands over you, "Thanks."

"Go get some rest. I'll catch you up on anything you miss," Sam offers, concern painting his face.

You wave him off, or at least, you try to wave him off, "I'm fine. It's just allergies."

He presses a hand to your forehead, his lips pursing in distaste, "Allergies don't give you a fever. Go back to bed. I'll check on you when the meeting's over."

You softly grunt in objection, "No."

You know you're being stubborn, but the whole reason you dragged yourself out of bed this morning was to prove a point. You wanted to prove you could handle whatever this team threw at you - even if that was just a little virus.

The point was getting a little murky with the fever, but it was a point nonetheless. You shake your head, making yourself a little dizzy.

"Listen, you're not helping anyone by being here like this. Help us by helping yourself," Sam softly explains like he can see exactly what's going on without you even having to tell him. "And if anyone gives you shit for it, I'll kick their ass. Promise."

"Sam..." you grumble.

"Go or I'll carry you out of here."

Your glare is softened by how miserable you look. "You're really bossy, you know?"

It doesn't stop there. Not with Sam Wilson as your Caretaker.

He was right, even if you don't want to admit it. Because after he sent you away, the second your head hits the pillow, you're out like a light. You're not sure how long you've slept until you're suddenly awoken by Sam's presence.

"Knock, knock," Sam announces himself, entering your room armed with the sick survival kits of sick survival kits.

You sleepily groan, "Aren't you supposed to do that before you walk into a room? How did you even get in here?

"The door," Sam cheekily replies.

"It was locked."

"I may or may not have a key."

"We'll talk about this when I can see straight."

Sam crouches down to the edge of your bed. He presses a hand to your forehead again. "You're still burning up. You might have the flu."

You halfheartedly push him away. "The flu is contagious, Sam. Go away."

"Just let me take care of you."

"You don't have to."

"I want to." He tenderly strokes the hair out of your face. "This would be a lot more romantic if you weren't all sweaty."

"I hate you."

"And in spite of how mean you're being, I brought you a few things." He reaches for his bag, unpacking item by item. "Tissues. Cooling rags. Plenty of fluids, Gatorade, ginger ale, and some tea. But most importantly, my mom's world famous chicken soup. Perfect for when you're feeling sick."

"You take such good care of me," you hum, reaching out and gently stroking his cheek. "My favorite nurse."

"I think you're delirious," Sam chuckles. His heart fluttering at your sweet caress. He reaches over you, pulling your thick cover over you, tucking you in. He presses a gentle kiss to the crown of your head, "I'll always take care of you."

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Eli Bradley (a.k.a Patriot) is back in action! And he's fighting Crossbones to save the captured kids.

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