"My faith's in people. Individuals. And I'm happy to say that, for the most part, they haven't let me down. Which is why I can't let them down either."
I'm Steve, but most of you reading probably know me as Captain America.

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@capsicle1945
"My faith's in people. Individuals. And I'm happy to say that, for the most part, they haven't let me down. Which is why I can't let them down either."
I'm Steve, but most of you reading probably know me as Captain America.
/I think Bucky had flashbacks to Civil War when Sentry caught his metal arm the same way Spider-Man did. Makes me smile and laugh
I tiptoe around antique stores in case I accidentally rub against a lamp and unleash a genie
Y'know, with all I've seen, I would not be surprised if that happened one day.
Roleplay Starter; Gym Training (can't change font sigh)
Steve was out at night again; this time at a local gym. It's empty, he's the only one save for a few staff. Steve drags a punching bag to a clip and hangs it up, then wraps his hands in hand wraps. He sets a fist against the bag, and he starts punching the punching bag.
Bucky was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. He’s been there for a while—long enough to watch Steve drag that bag across the floor. “Y’know,” he finally says, in a low, quiet tone, “that poor bag didn’t do nothin’ to you, pal.”
"It's too much effort to carry it," Steve says, stopping his punching on the bag. He turns to face Bucky. "Gotta save my strength for actually punching it. What brings you here so late? Midnight workout, or just looking to be away from being president for a bit?"
He huffs a quiet laugh, the corner of his mouth twitching up only a little. “Shouldn’t I be the one askin’ you that, punk?” he says, folding his arms again as he nods toward the bag. “Last I checked, I’m not the one who’s supposed to be takin’ late-night swings at gym equipment like it owes me money.”
He steps a little closer, metal hand glinting under the dim overhead light. “You look like you’ve been at this for hours. You tryin’ to wear yourself out, or you just avoidin’ somethin’?”
"Oh, don't worry. I only just started. I usually go a couple hours and call it good, just trying to keep physique up, that's all. What about you? What brings you here in at this time of night?"
Steve leans against the wall, arms crossed, smiling.
I may or may not have fallen out of my bed…
yeah, we heard.
Oh? And your point is…?
Take it as a compliment, Buck. He means you're muscular, don't worry.
(Been out of town, will start doing stuff tomorrow hopefully :))
What's your favorite movie? I'm looking for some new ones to watch in my spare time.
“I’d offer up some suggestions but.. really the only thing I watch anymore is romcoms and shitty b movies because my roommate insists on it. I have a feeling those may not be your thing.”
Sometimes those can be fun. It depends on the movie.
Roleplay Starter; Gym Training (can't change font sigh)
Steve was out at night again; this time at a local gym. It's empty, he's the only one save for a few staff. Steve drags a punching bag to a clip and hangs it up, then wraps his hands in hand wraps. He sets a fist against the bag, and he starts punching the punching bag.
Bucky was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest. He’s been there for a while—long enough to watch Steve drag that bag across the floor. “Y’know,” he finally says, in a low, quiet tone, “that poor bag didn’t do nothin’ to you, pal.”
"It's too much effort to carry it," Steve says, stopping his punching on the bag. He turns to face Bucky. "Gotta save my strength for actually punching it. What brings you here so late? Midnight workout, or just looking to be away from being president for a bit?"
Stevie!
@the-winter-soldierr
Hey, Bucky.
What's your favorite movie? I'm looking for some new ones to watch in my spare time.
You alright there, Tony?
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Roleplay Starter; Gym Training (can't change font sigh)
Steve was out at night again; this time at a local gym. It's empty, he's the only one save for a few staff. Steve drags a punching bag to a clip and hangs it up, then wraps his hands in hand wraps. He sets a fist against the bag, and he starts punching the punching bag.
I've been considering getting an animal to join me in retirement. So far the competition is between a German Shepherd or a black cat.
Anyone have any recommendations or advice?
You could always watch Alpine f’me while I’m gone. She loves you, I can tell.
I could watch Alpine, but then I run the risk of having an empty food bowl dropped on my forehead in the dead of night.
On the other hand, she is a very sweet cat when not hungry. I'll do it.
I've been considering getting an animal to join me in retirement. So far the competition is between a German Shepherd or a black cat.
Anyone have any recommendations or advice?
Hey Cap! I highly suggest a black Labrador. They are playful and affectionate, have easy temperaments and are wonderful working dogs. My sweet girl is both my cuddle bug and hunting partner!
A Labrador? Yeah, I could that working. I'll definitely look into that. Thanks for your recommendation.
Well well well, look who it is.
— @official-buckybarnes
Well, well, well, if it isn't Mr. President. How are you, Buck?
Not too bad. Busy as always, but can’t complain much. How’re you holdin’ up?
Well, I would imagine being the president of America isn't exactly a cakewalk. Sounds like you're the man for the job.
I'm doing just fine. Just a little lonely, I'm considering getting an animal or two to join me.
I've been considering getting an animal to join me in retirement. So far the competition is between a German Shepherd or a black cat.
Anyone have any recommendations or advice?