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lipslikemarilyn:

orima-kazooie:

mister-smalls:

outerheavenuprising:

do you think like 600 years ago book nerds got real mad when the printing press was invented because filthy casuals could get books without having to copy them out themselves

Actually yes they did

and there were certain ancient Greeks who were angry when writing was invented, because it meant that literature was more accessible to the filthy casual masses

true shit, people

People never change do they

we got taller

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tohdaryl:

daryltohblogs:

thranduilland:

lucid-luck:

I want one of those scenes in a dude bro film where “tomboy” chick has to wear a dress to go undercover or whatever, but instead of the guys drooling as she walks down the stairs, they’re like “k. U need to stop. Go put the cargo pants back on. You look super uncomfortable and awkward in that. Brutus, you go be the fake prostitute.”

I’m just imagining this super ripped guy called Brutus being like ‘YESSS!!! I’VE ALWAYS WANTED TO BE THE FAKE PROSTITUTE!! Now is my time to shine!!’

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so I got inspired… and had to make a comic….

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aflashofsilver:

castithann:

seriously though

bucky says you can’t die if you’re wearing the wrong dog tags (“it’s just not allowed”), and it’s part-joke, part-superstition, part-something else he can’t name

they start trading dog tags before missions as a silent promise to each other that they’ll both make it back in one piece, and eventually, they just stop trading back. something about carrying bucky’s name against his skin makes steve feel safer, braver

when bucky falls he takes steve’s name with him into the abyss instead of his own 

steve still has bucky’s name around his neck when they pull him out of the ice

#(see? bucky says—years later; after the ice. after the torture. after the ruin and the war.) #(what did i tell you kid. my name around your neck—i’m not gonna let you die.) #(yeah? steve asks. his palm pressed over the place where bucky’s heart is beating.) #(and what about my name around yours?) #(bucky considers. touches the metal; metal fingertips.) #(your name? he says. slowly.) #(your name will bring me back from the dead.) (from srgebarnes)