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𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘩 𝘙𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 ([personal profile] dysmorphics) wrote2026-01-03 02:28 pm

it's you and me up against the world, it's you and me

 
 
 
 


I don't need a parachute, baby if I've got you
Baby if I've got you, I don't need a parachute
You're gonna catch me,
You're gonna catch if I fall

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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-16 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
It hadn't taken Bucky very long at all to get ready. Jeans, Henley or two, shoes, done. He'd grab his jacket, hat, and backpack when they were on their way out. So, by the time she came back out he was sitting comfortably on the couch, flipping through the channels idly.

So, when she showed back up, he couldn't help the amused grin on his face. "Yeah, I'm not gonna lie about that," he said, teasing her a bit as he picked up his phone and opened Google. He knew what size she wore when they were younger, so it didn't take him long to run searches for 1940s [dress/shoe/clothing] sizes compared to today to get a general idea of what size they'd be looking for.

"Want me to see if I can just get something simple delivered real quick, that way you've got something else to wear to the shops?" he asked, turning the phone so she could see what he was doing. "I know you'd probably wanna pick most things out in person, but I figure something simple would probably be good enough to start with. Like, I don't know. A dress or a sweater and pants or something."
Edited (i know how to sentence) 2026-01-16 22:46 (UTC)