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Don’t believe a word they say about the 60′s.
I didn’t partake in that eras pantsy shenanigans.

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Find anythin’ interesting in the archives, love?
Don’t believe a word they say about the 60′s.
I didn’t partake in that eras pantsy shenanigans.
Yo, Tumblr, I'm really happy for you and I'mma let you finish but @pantheriisms is the coolest RPER OF ALL TIME
pantheriisms replied to your post: I picked Team Instinct. Booyah, finally leveled up...
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YES. I AM NOT ALONE. YESSS.
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The room he’s being kept in is dark, save for a single light, and Steve supposes that makes sense. It’s not like Bucky needs the light. And anyway, it makes Steve feel a little less guilty and/or creepy about his new habit of just sitting there, looking at him, his best friend, through the frost.
He doesn’t here T’Challa coming, of course; he never does. He looks over at him when he materialises, and he gives a little smile.
“I just wanted to say thanks, again.”
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CAN YOU IMAGINE IF SOMEONE SENT IN THAT MEME AND THE RESPONDER WAS JUST LIKE “TBH THIS PERSON IS FUCKING TRASH WITHOUT AN IOTA OF AN IDEA ABOUT THE IMPORTANCE OF SYNTAX, 0/10, DON’T FOLLOW I DON’T WHY THE FUCK I DO”
So, uh, hey.
[ Buddy, pal, friend, teammate. ]
If like, theoretically speaking, I wanted to take some pictures of you so I could afford groceries next week... Would that be cool, or...?
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Right. Except he wasn’t talking to you, Catman. He was talking to the rats. Thanks for jumpstarting his dead heart.
“Christ! Wha—oh.” Well, that explains why the rats got squeaky. Cassidy can’t help it, he raises his eyebrows, a grin just on the corner of his lips.
“...‘ello, pussy.”