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Indie James 'Bucky' Barnes • Selective • MCU & 616

[glittercake]

Grumpy Sam or Smiley Sam?

[touyboxes]

dont be stupid. wear a mask. save lives.

[jmesbrns-deactivated20201111]

CAPTAIN AMERICA: CIVIL WAR

[rhymewithrachel]

goodnight

[xxtacticoolxx]

[blumuff-blog]

don't make Buckie mad

idea from incorrectbucko on twitter✨

[utwo]

HD Sportster 1200 Custom Bobber

© max

[exsergeantbarnes]

Sam: *humming to himself* I believe I can fly. I believe I can touch the sky. I think about it every night and day. Spread my wings and fly away...

Bucky who’s never heard this song due to cryo freeze: Wow, you wrote a song about your Falcon suit?

Sam:

Bucky:

Sam: Yes, I did.

[djoswiftie]

It’s almost the 4th of July don’t forget to salute America’s Ass!!!!!

[ageofultron]

Happy 101st Birthday, Steven Grant Rogers ✪ (July 4th, 1918)

[roartowrecks]

a like, fifty-percent-effort panel redraw for @captainfart

[kingxfmischief]

[natasharomanovs]

[kazablanka96]

[starbucky]

“You pulled me from the river. Why?”

“I don’t know.”

“Yes, you do.”

[berunov]

Ghost Recon Wildlands Buck

[exsergeantbarnes]

Winter Bugs

[exsergeantbarnes]

tictac1975‌:

What’s going on Lang? Hank’s voice came a bit distantly as Scott watched with narrowed eyes. “I dunno…Looks like someone’s not the only one who’s looking for something. He’s using the computer though…” Was it HYDRA? But that was destroyed wasn’t it? Then again everyone thought it was destroyed back in World war two but then hey, they showed back up again

Scott could just keep going and looking for their papers, granted it would be  lot harder when he was only a few centimeters tall but, he could. However the idea of indirectly helping a nazi wasn’t a good one. So he stayed watching, watching, until he couldn’t watch anymore. He had to do something. And this guy didn’t look very friendly. Kinda screamed I’m going to do something sketchy.  “I’m going in.” he decided, ignoring the protests he heard as he slid out from his papers and made his way closer with a run.

When he jumped up, he enlarged, grabbing hold of the man (or he was assuming it was one from the way the person looked and felt) and moving their force to the ground. And getting a slightly better look of this guy’s get up didn’t exactly ring any good guy bells. All black with a sort of scary muzzle thing. Eyes looked ready to friggin kill him to which wasn’t a good sign either. “Aright pal, what’re you doing here?”

An unfamiliar sound was all the warning he got before he was grabbed and forced ass over end, his world turning on it's axis. Confused terror kicked into over drive. No one snuck up on him, definitely not some low end rent a cop. Which led to the question, who the hell was he dealing with? Wide, murder filled eyes drilled into the offender, boot tucking beneath him before launching him full force across the room.