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honestly genuinely thinking about cap quartet and going "AAHHHH AHHH AHHHH" and crying and shaking. two russian assassins the physical representation of our stars and stripes and a guy who's pretty well adjusted all things considered. sam wilson we love you. steve rogers we love you. natasha romanoff we love you. bucky barnes we love you. sam wilson we love you.
Favourite Member of the Cap Quartet?
Steve Rogers
Sharon Carter
Sam Wilson
Bucky Barnes
How dare you make me chose?
I’m pretty much done with school projects, and im currently working on a brief Marvel Band AU!! Specifically the Cap Quartet!! Here’s the first WIP!!
Also want to emphasize that I have more time to work on commissions! See my Vgen for all my services -> https://vgen.co/fishiiarts
Random thought this afternoon: Cap quartet, but they’re not Avengers, they’re a barbershop quartet
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Cap Quartet as Texts <3 part 4
[part 1] [part 2] [part 3]
Thinking abt college!cap quartet where I get passed around like a blunt
If he remembers...(Chapter 2) Sam x Bucky
Read here
Excerpt:
Sam awoke in the middle of the night when he heard screaming. By the time he stumbled to the living room, it had stopped. Bucky was sitting up with his knees pulled up to his chest, rocking back and forth a little. He kneeled down. “Hey Bucky.” Sam tried to use his softest voice. “You with me?” He looked up and saw Natasha enter the room. “With us?”
Bucky opened his eyes. Looked at both of them and nodded. “Y-yeah.” He whispered. “Sorry I had a nightmare. I think.”
“That’s alright.” Natasha kneeled down next to Sam. “But you know us, yeah?” Bucky nodded.
“Natasha and Sam. My friends.” Sam’s heart leapt.
“Yeah. That’s us.” Sam smiled at him. “Do you want to talk about it?”
Bucky shook his head. “I’m alright. I’m sorry I woke you.”
on a level of "yeah, i like those movies/comics" to "earlier today i was in the car, passed a place called carpet outlet, and for a split second thought it said cap quartet" how bad is your hyperfixation
