#it’s my birthday and all I want is for people to tag me when my posts help you because I want to read them!!!!!

[crowsofdarkness]

Dorogaya: Chapter Ten

-gif not mine. credit to owner-

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Female Agent! Reader.

Content Warnings: language, 18 + implied smut, angst, fluff, kidnapping, violence.

Summary: It has been a few years since Bucky and Reader went into hiding. Just when they thought they were slowly building a life together, the past comes back with a vengeance.

Authors Note: This is the sequel to Soldat! You should read that series first. This takes place during Civil War.

Tags: @globetrotter28 @sakuracyberhex @chinggay85-blog @bookofriverr @misatxox @that-blonde-girl @cats-chaotic-mind @wintrsoldrluvr @sebastians-love @pumpkin-babydoll @ordelixx @starfly-nicole @j23r23 @baw1066

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The lab was busy with a few people as we stood in the middle of it, sunlight casting through the large windows. It painted the room in an orange light, brushing across the skin of my arms. Bucky was sitting on the med table in front of me, a small smile playing at his lips. I forced myself to mimic the smile but failed. 

I didn’t agree to any of this. I wasn’t happy with his choice but in the end it wasn’t my decision. It was his. 

“I’ll be fine,” Bucky reassured me. 

“I know,” I nodded. “I’m worried about what I’m going to do.” 

We had been together every day the last few years so even the mere thought of being alone scared me. 

“It won’t be for long. Shuri is going to help me,” Bucky said. 

I looked over towards the woman he was talking about, who was chatting with one of the doctors. My eyes then traveled towards the two men standing on the other side of the room, chatting amongst themselves. 

Steve and King T’challa. 

After the fight with Tony, T’challa had found us on the jet saying that he could help us. Bucky had decided that with his brain still controlled by those words, he needed to go under, back in cryo sleep, in order to get better. Shuri, T’challa’s sister, would be able to remove those words from his mind, helping it heal from his past. 

Bucky couldn’t trust his own mind anymore, he wanted this for him; for us. 

“What are you going to do?” Bucky questioned, grabbing my hand with his only one. 

It was still a weird sight to see him without the metal arm I had grown accustomed to seeing. 

“I’m not sure,” I shrugged, “I can’t really go anywhere. Our faces are plastered on every news channel.” 

“You don’t have to wait for me,” Bucky stated. 

Immediately my head shook with disagreement. I lifted his jaw up towards me, placing a soft, plump kiss on his lips. One that he had no issues returning. 

“I’d wait forever for you,” I mumbled against his lips. 

The corners of his mouth reached his eyes, the skin wrinkling. Our hearts pounded in sync with one another, our love being felt with each pulse. 

“You know what I love?” I asked. 

Bucky shrugged. 

“When you smile at me,” I kissed his lips, savoring the taste. 

Shuri had said that he wouldn’t be under for long but time was unknown between us. Out could be a few days or a couple months. Hell, it could be a few years but I refused to believe that it would be that long without him. 

His lips parted, hesitating before saying something softly. “I have to tell you something.” 

I remained silent, allowing him all the time to say what he needed. His shoulders went rigid, his pulse increasing, and he bit his lip hoping that he would be able to say what was on his mind. I could feel the nerves eating away at his insides so I cupped his face, allowing our gazes to interlock. 

“Just tell me,” I semi begged. “I won’t think anything less of you.” 

“In my backpack are my journals. They have every single one of my thoughts for the last few years. The leatherback one is for you to read. It’s part of your birthday present.” Bucky spoke, interlocking our fingers. 

“You can read the others but that one is specifically for you,” Bucky finished. 

I blew out a shaky breath to hold back the tears knowing that he had a journal of our memories together. I smiled warmly at him before giving him a passionate kiss, nibbling his bottom lip. 

We looked into each other's eyes once again, his shown with adoration and pure love. 

“I love you,” he breathed across my lips. 

My heart soared into my throat before flipping into my stomach, waking up the butterflies that laid dormant for the last few days. My fingers snaked their way through his hair, locking onto the ends and kissing him deeply. 

“I love you too,” I mumbled to him. 

Our foreheads rested against each other, savoring this moment. 

“Buck?” 

Pulling away with a sigh, I looked towards Steve and gave a small smile. 

“Are you sure about this, Buck?” He questioned. 

Bucky nodded. “I can’t trust my own mind so until I know how to control it, I think the best thing would be for me to go back under.” 

I had to look away from him, my heart shattering. I couldn’t bear the thought of him being frozen asleep again. How would we know for sure that Shuri could fix him? That he would return as the old Bucky, from the 1940’s; pre Soldat. 

“Can you promise to take care of her?” Bucky asked. 

Steve and my eyes locked, the light behind them slowly flicking at the thought of me, and he nodded to Bucky. 

The doctor mentioned that it was time for Bucky to go under so with another deep kiss, we said our goodbyes. I sucked in my bottom lip to stop it from trembling as I watched with broken eyes Bucky getting frozen in front of me. 

The scene was heartbreaking so I had to force myself to look out the windows, down towards the green fields of Wakanda. 

“Y/N?” 

Looking over my shoulder towards Steve, I forced a smile. “I’m fine.” 

He scoffed before shaking his head. “I’ve known you for a long time so I know when you’re lying.” 

“This is the first time in years that I’ll be without him. It’s stupid, to be so dependent on a man but we have this history. I don’t want to lose him again,” I admitted with a sob. 

Steve wrapped an arm around my shoulder, allowing me to rest my head on him. A comforting kiss meshed with my hairline. 

“Do you want to come with me?” He asked. 

I pulled away, looking into his eyes, and shrugged. “Where? We don’t have anywhere to go. I can’t go back to my apartment in Brooklyn; we’re wanted, Steve.” 

He nodded while his gaze fell to the floor. His hands were stuffed deep into his pockets. 

“So are you going to stay here?” 

“Yeah. Shuri said that I can stay in one of their tents in the field. It sounds nicer than I’m making it seem,” I added when I noticed Steve’s apprehension. 

“I can stay if you want, till you’re settled.” Steve offered. 

I agreed with a smile. “That would be nice, thank you.” 

It had been a few days since Bucky went to sleep and the tent I had started to call home started to come together. 

It was more of a shack really. There was plenty of space for two and Steve even built a make-shift kitchen and a bed for me. He promised he would make a couple of tables before he left but I mentioned that he didn’t have too; he’d already done so much. 

Shuri said that I could go see Bucky if I wanted but declined. Seeing him like that broke me so I refused to be there. I would be there when it was time to wake up. The thought of whenever I looked up to the castle of Wakanda, knowing Bucky was there getting the help he needed was enough. 

“I think you have a good spot right next to the pond for a garden,” Steve said. 

Walking out of my home, I smiled towards him. “I’ve never had a green thumb.” 

“Buck does,” he laughed. “Back in the day he would help his mom in the garden every day.” 

“Really?” I wondered with awe. 

“It was his dream. To build a farm, raise his family there, and grow old with whoever he married,” Steve said. 

I marked those words in my mind for safe keeping. 

The breeze was cool, Wakanda night fast approaching, and I wrapped the sweater closer to my body. 

“When are you leaving?” I asked. 

Steve sighed, both of our gazes staring at the small body of water in front of us. “A jet is picking me up in the morning. I’ve got a few jailbreaks to take care of.” 

There were a lot of repercussions of what happened in Germany and everyone who fought along with us were paying the price behind bars. 

“Where will you go?” I wondered. 

“I don’t know. Go into hiding, I guess.” He shrugged. 

“You’d look really good with a beard and if you grew out your hair,” I admitted with my lips curled up in a smile. 

His brows raised. “Really now?” 

A light giggle fell from my lips while I nodded. 

Silence then fell between us as we both stared back into the water. I glance towards the castle, a quick thought of if Bucky was doing okay. Steve must have seen the worried look on my face because his hand was on my shoulder, forcing me to look at him. 

“He’s alright. He’s in the best hands.” 

“I know,” I nodded. 

“You’ll be fine on your own?” He questioned. 

“Yeah, I can use the time to garden or focus on my yoga,” I joked. 

Steve’s tongue rolled over his bottom lip. “I’ll miss you.” 

The butterflies had awoken for his admission and I tried to bury them deep, locking them away. 

“I’m only a quin jet ride away,” I smiled. 

Life on my own was questionable for how long but I knew that it would all be worth it when Bucky would wake. The war long behind us now and the thought of us finally being able to grow our lives together was enough to get me through this lonely time. 

[henrygrass]

9-1-1: Lone Star - Favorite Fandom Moments

Thank you @thisbuildinghasfeelings for coming up with this lovely idea, and for the tags @everlastingday @reyesstrand @carlossreaders @nisbanisba @tellmegoodbye @heartstringsduet @firstprince-history-huh @bonheur-cafe @carlos-in-glasses @chicgeekgirl89 @herefortarlos!

I haven't been part of the fandom for long; I joined somewhere at the end of October 2024, and I still consider myself new. Sometimes, I feel a little like an outsider, which has nothing to do with you all. You have been wonderful and supportive, truly!

Discovering Tarlos and Fanfiction

While I joined in October, I actually discovered 911LS in April 2024 when I, feeling bored, decided to type 'gay' into my Disney+ search. I wish I could say I saw a clip somewhere that made me look into 911LS, but nope, it was just me typing 'gay.' Who would have thought that I would fall in love with Tarlos and the whole bunch? Not me! I have never felt this way about any movie, TV show, or book—never. I binged the first four seasons and then rewatched them all right after finishing. Around July, I started wanting more. Now, I knew fanfiction existed; I just never got into it and never had the drive to read fan-created content until I came across a post on Reddit about Tarlos fanfictions. Missing Moments by @paperstorm was right there, and thus my Ao3 journey began.

Writing My Own Fics and Joining Tumblr

After reading various works, I started wanting to share my own. I had never written anything more than a couple of pages of random scenes, but I had this very clear idea in my mind for a Tarlos fic, so I just tried writing it. English is not my native language, and it was my first time writing a story in English, so my anxiety was through the roof when I decided to post the first chapter of Weep Not for Me. I kept telling myself that it was okay if people didn't like it, but then people did like it! I was elated at how welcoming the fandom is, and while Ao3 was great, joining Tumblr was the icing on the cake.

Now, she doesn't know this (I think), but the main reason this account even exists is @nisbanisba. I recognized her from Ao3, formally made an actual account, and followed her on here. Thanks to her, I got to connect with so many people! I'm always amazed by how different this corner of the internet is from my past experiences—how nice people are, even to newcomers and strangers like me.

Watching Season 5 Live

It's such a great experience to read everyone's thoughts about an episode as it airs for the first time! The reactions to scenes, the comments that add depth or make me notice things I otherwise wouldn't have, the theories, and, most of all, the giggles over shared moments like Owen heroically galloping on Thunder or TK's birthday party—so many moments that I would have otherwise experienced alone, in my own bubble, but instead I enjoyed in the dead of night at 2 AM with so many of you. Special thanks to @tellmegoodbye and @ironheartwriter for the Discord server that allows me to catch these last episodes (the link I used to use stopped working, but they saved me). While it's too soon for the show to end, I'm glad I got to enjoy this last season of a show that means so much to me with everyone here.

The show may be ending, but the characters will always remain, and I hope that most (if not all) of you will continue to share this love for 911LS—whether through gifs, fics, art, music, or anything else. I know I will.

I'm not sure who has or hasn't done this so, I'll leave an open tag!

[kitkat13001]

tagged by my husband @shigarakislaughter to say 5 things that make me happy and tag 5 people to do the same (if they want!) ty for the tag kisa kisaaa def needing some positivity rnnn 🩷🩷🩷

getting inboxes (esp from moots <3) and comments / reblog commentary on my fics n stuff. makes me giggle n kick my feet 🤭

2010s white girl / boy band / party music (no idea how to describe the exact vibe of music but it gets me dancing and laughing)

sunsets!!! specially on the beach anywhere is good :) just seein the beauty in the world yknow

road trips!!!!!! i love a good roadtrip and i honestly don’t even care where to i am just there for the fun and the gas station snacks and car radio karaoke and spontaneous naps

my stuffed frog billy (and his slightly smaller clone). my babies. i cherish them. billy was a birthday present from one of my best friends and he goes everywhere with me. he’s been all across the us + mexico (international!) — when i say everywhere i mean everywhere. he’s a well-traveled frog <3

no pressure tagging @tokeposts @bkgsdoll @vrystalius @grenadehearts @moonstonejpg (only if u guys want toooo, no worries if not!) 🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

[heartorbit]

find another role, carry on the show

[xxplastic-cubexx]

BIRTHDAY HAUL courtesy of a very lovely friend of mine 🥺

bonus goofy pics of a bday snack i had earlier with my favorite menace …..

[thatsrightice]

F-14 TOMCAT ISSUES AND ACCIDENTS

The following is a compilation of issues with the F-14 Tomcat that have been encountered by pilots throughout its lifespan due to both mechanical and other reasons. Some are based on individual accidents and some cover epidemics in which many aircraft were lost to the issue *cough* compressor stalls *cough* basically it’s a bunch of ways you can hurt your fav characters in your fics so if you write something pls let me know cause I want to read it!!!

The issues range from minor hydraulic leaks to an explosion where pilots survive but the aircraft is literally in a million pieces.

LAST UPDATED 10/25/2023

Added some links to relavant FFFOTDs

Side note, the F-14 was a frickin massive tank of a fighter jet. She has taken damage to major components and still been able to land safely, so every situation is pretty unique.

Water Damage- Any type of water intrusion would cause issues with the electrical systems. It was a very common thing, so much so that they would have to duct tape anywhere water might be able to enter as a precaution when they knew it would rain.

Hydraulic Fluid Leaks - The F-14 did leak hydraulic fuel fairly often. There was a joke going around that if there isn't a bucket leaking hydraulic fluid underneath the plane then you are out of hydraulic fluid.

The Staple - On F-14 As and Bs, they would limit the jet to 4Gs maximum for three months and then they would install a metal staple to the bottom of the aircraft just forward of the tail hook. The point of the staple was to prevent severe bulkhead cracks and fuselage delamination by reducing the torquing moments caused by material fatigue. The staple is described as being a 1 foot-long and 1 inch wide solid steel part that looks exactly like a staple. As a part of their pre-flight checks, pilots would have to hang on it to ensure it wouldn’t fall out.

Airbags - Now and then, the airbags would rip and they would have to fix them.

Hydraulic Failures - Hydraulic failures happened somewhat often, but not often enough to be a prevalent issue. Generally speaking, it was common knowledge that if an F-14 wasn't leaking hydraulic fluid then it was out of hydraulic fluid. They would place buckets underneath to catch the liquid when the aircraft was not flying.

An incident from 1988 resulted from a complete hydraulic failure of both the main and the backup systems. They ruled the accident to be caused by the combination of failure of a relief valve and material failure. The Commander of the Pacific Fleet at the time believed that it could have possibly been the result of entrapped air that had been introduced into the hydraulic system through minor system maintenance.

AICS Programmers - They would have to start the airplane and then run the intake ramps aka would have to cycle the intake ramps otherwise they wouldn't be able to get off the ground.

Flap-Slat Lockout - If the flaps on either side of the jet didn't program at the same rate, it would cut it out and lock them up. They were then unable to move them as the lockout was a precaution to prevent asymmetry. This forced pilots to land without flaps, requiring an extra 22 knots during landing. It was difficult to land when they were locked out, and in many situations the end result would be pulling up next to the carrier and ejecting. Flap-Slat Lockout was a consistent issue throughout the Tomcat's life.

Unreliable Fire Warning Light - Sometimes the fire warning light would just barely start to flicker on and steadily become more prominent. Overall "just a bad system." You never actually know if there's a fire or not.

Wings Won’t Come Out - This happened at NAS Oceana. The airplane landed at a speed of 230 mph, so very close to the F-14’s stall speed. When the wings are stuck back, you can't hit the brakes during landing because there is no anti-skid and you would overheat them, if you pulled the stick back you would rotate, and with the wings back you have no spoilers so there is nothing to slow you down. In this particular incident, the pilot was able to take the long landing, but if this issue was encountered at sea it would require an ejection or divert to an airfield nearby if possible. No big explosions or fires though, it’d be a fairly calm procedure and the plane could fly into range of the ship for easy retrieval after ejection.

Low Fuel (Barricade Landing) - Bad weather at night combined with air traffic personnel being too occupied with diverting tons of airplanes, launching tankers, etc. can cause an aircraft to get low on fuel. There was a situation covered in the F-14 Tomcast episode called "F-14 Barricade" where they were unable to refuel using a tanker and were forced to do a barricade landing for their safety. They were almost forced to pull up alongside the carrier and eject. After the landing, one of the crew calculated based on the amount of fuel left that they only had about 90 seconds of flying left. This is literally the only night F-14 barricade landing ever I am pretty sure (in real life Maverick's doesn't count lol). I like it because the pilot and RIO had to tell the aircrew straight up "You have to take us now" because the pilot could no longer see the tape on the fuel gage. The crew tells their story really well and it’s really funny to listen to, especially considering the fact that they had to keep sending them around because they fucked up setting up the barrier.

Hitting the Canopy (During Ejection) - Goose's story is based on a real story in which a RIO hit the canopy during ejection and broke his spine. The reason the pilot does not also hit the canopy is because the ejection sends the RIO out first. The canopy is ejected after a couple of seconds after the handle is pulled, then the RIO is ejected after a second or two, and then the pilot another second later. The ejection seats also launch them in different trajectories so the pilot and the RIO do not collide in the air, meaning they may or may not end up in the same area. The solution would be to wait for the canopy to clear before ejecting but sometimes your don’t have that luxury.

Front Landing Gear Failure During Takeoff- While launching off of the catapult of the aircraft carrier, the nose gear attached to the shuttle broke. The landing gear and shuttle proceeded to the end of the runway without the jet, hitting the end of the ship at 305 knots and damaging the front of the carrier. The jet went off the ship with far less speed than necessary (at barely 60-70 knots) and began falling into the water as it was not enough to get the Tomcat in the air. They ejected to barely 50 feet high and were in serious danger of getting run over by the aircraft carrier. In the accident covered on the Fighter Pilot Podcast FPP004 - Ejection Seats, the RIO tells the story of his survival and the tragic loss of the pilot.

Radome (Nose Cone) Detachment - An F-14 Tomcat lost its radome during a flight due to the failure of the latching mechanism. The radome crashed into the canopy, shattering te glass of the windscreen. The pilot could only see out of a 3 inch hole in the windscreen due to the cracked windshield. He couldn't hear anything due to the noise of the wind in the cockpit, so he was unsure of the state of his RIO but assumed he was unconscious because he hadn't ejected them. The pilot flew over the carrier three times before successfully landing the plane, despite having glass in both eyes and a broken collarbone. It turns out that the RIO had been completely unharmed but with comms down he was unable to tell the pilot such. Upon landing the plane, the pilot was medevaced for eye surgery and then returned to the US.

Midair Collision - F-14A BUNo 159832 was a midair collision between two F-14 Tomcat. In this particular situation, one of the airplanes was able to divert to a nearby airport due to losing part of the right wing whereas the other crew was forced to eject. Obviously you could probably picture a situation where both jets went down.

Landng with Damage - Tomcats are a very sturdy aircraft, often described as being a tank both due to how much fuel they were able to carry and the sheer size of the aircraft. There has been an incident where an F-14 landed without one of its vertical stabilizers. In the Radome Deatchment section, the pilot was able to land the plane. The following video shows an aircraft, although not an F-14, landing aboard an aircraft carrier with significant damage on its right right side.

Single Engine Cat Shot- There was an incident where an aircraft had engine issues the moment it left the carrier. Immediately after the launch, they lost the left engine, and the first thing the pilot did was go through engine failure procedures, wingman at their side. They set up for an engine start using normal air before they attempted a cross-bleed air start using bleed air from the right engine to rotate the starter in the left engine, but neither worked. The pilot addressed the fuel distribution situation by feeding the right engine with fuel from the left to even them out and then they began dumping fuel to get to the "max trap" weight. Upon successfully landing, the Commanding Officer initially believed that the pilot had allowed the left engine throttle to roll back to idle during the acceleration of the catapult stroke, however, after maintenance personnel spun up the engine to troubleshoot, the engine spun well past its normal rpm immediately without the mechanical load it usually carried by the tower shaft meaning that something was very, very wrong. An image of the aircraft after launch can be seen below. Note the singular engine lit up.

F110 Afterburner Failure - The new engines installed were great, but they initially had a problem with the afterburner. In one recorded accident, the pilot lit the afterburner, damaging the afterburner can's lining and leading to an explosion. The Navy prohibited use of the afterburner below 10,000 ft on the F-14+/B/D until the problem could get solved but it took nearly a year to remedy.

"Thump Bang" - The easiest way to incorporate any sort of accident is to call it what the Naval Aviators call a "thump bang". A "thump bang" refers to a series of events that occur when an aircraft experiences some sort of issue they described as a "thump" and then an explosion. It's kind of hard to describe what is like in the cockpit during this sort of accident as it could have happened quickly or could have been a delayed explosion, and it could have been caused by any number of reasons. If they don't know what actually happened, they'll call it a "thump bang" and can only hypothesize what occurred. The likely scenario would have been an issue with the TF30 engines.

TF30 - The "Turd in the punch bowl, " the TF30s had two specific issues that were kind of intertwined.

Throwing Fan Blades - One of the largest issues with the TF30s was that they were with the fan blades. When the fan blades become eroded or damaged over time, they no longer compress the airflow efficiently, potentially leading to an engine stall (see Compressor Stall below). Additionally, the TF30 was known for "throwing" fan blades. This is when the fan blade becomes detached and is shot out to the side into the interior of the aircraft. Not good. Pretty bad actually. They didn't initially know they were throwing fan blades until after a couple of accidents. when they started to be more common they would retrieve the aircraft from the water (if in large enough pieces and then investigate the cause.

Compressor Stall - The actual biggest issue with the F-14 Tomcat and its TF30 engines is the compressor stalling. They literally happened all the time from a variety of different causes. Generally speaking, the compressor stalls were the result of disruption to the airflow into the compressor of the engine. The compressor has fan blades that require the airflow to be undisturbed for maximum efficiency. It was theorized to be the result of foreign object debris (FOD) ingestion into the engines. They check religiously for loose objects on the airplanes as a result, oftentimes having a crew member dive into the intake ducts to check for loose bolts. Additionally, compressor stalls could be caused by operating the aircraft outside of its limits, improper handling, etc.

The F-14 had a gated afterburner, meaning it had 5 “gates” inside of the afterburner and each one lit up a flame rack. There was no variable thrust, so it had to be either on or off. Each of the five racks was labeled as a zone. Zone 3 is what they were allowed to take off with. Coming in or out of afterburner with any angle or attack would cause the compressor to immediately stall. This was mostly due to poor design of the intake.

In general, approximately 30% of F-14A losses were attributed to high-altitude compressor stalls. When one engine stalls, more often than not it will induce the other engine to stall as well. There is a procedure to counteract the compressor stall, the specific protocol was to ease the amount of Gs, slow down, the T.I.T. would go crazy and you shut it down. Or in fighter pilot slang, “ease, slow cook it, shut it down.”

One incident in particular that was assumed to be caused by engine failure resulted in an explosion that looked so bad it was a miracle the pilot and RIO survived (see image below). The pilot escaped with minor burns to his hands, face, and neck and was able to fly within a couple of weeks. The RIO sustained more serious burns on his hands but was flying again after several weeks.

Not Touching Them For Two Days - True story; they flew best when they were used a lot.

[moinsbienquekaworu]

Devastating news: my brother is a normal person. It doesn't run in the family, I'm just a weird freak for no reason

[weezerlvr228]

they look half dead ☹️

[mul71v3r53-is]

6 years of creating <3 happy birthday BB and Rasp!!

[life-is-lifeing-hard]

life lifes hard when your birthday aligns with the busiest days of the school year that celebrating feels really awkward and time-consuming. Your friends would like to, but they're also busy so you have to figure out how to mention it. Your family drags it out for too long that you end up being irritated about the 5 full assignments due in 3 hours. You get weirdly existential but you can't mention it to anyone, really, so you're feeling all that as you go through the day.

Then life lifes harder when you look back to see the fading magic of your birthday from your childhood. You wish it to return, really.

[boygirlctommy]

ive decided that andoras almost always has crazy makeup and wigs on simply bcus its fun for him. and everin doesnt see him without any of it on until after the birthday party debacle and loses it slightly bcus she thought that was his real hair the whole time wdym youre BALD (hes not bald his hair is just short)

[temeraire]

i need something niceys im having such a bummer time rn

[peridots-pixiwolf]

[Start ID. A green-toned drawing of two characters from an original universe, shown from the shoulders up. It's framed as though they're taking a selfie. On the left is Heathrow, a human with dark skin, long hair, a good number of facial scars, and two painted lines below each eye. He wears something akin to a green hoodie, with fluffy plant matter sewn into the back of the hood. On the right is Crassie, a half elf, which in this universe entails long pointed ears, a pair of short pale horns, a slightly rabbit-like nose and markings under her eyes. Her skin is olive-toned, sporting a couple distinct scars on her face and hand, and she's wearing what is essentially a bush and spiked glovelets. Both of them are smiling, Crassie a little bit wide-eyed and Heathrow with a fond expression. The background's a saturated green with the text "1 YEAR!". End ID]

A redraw-in-spirit of the post from last year's Feb 16 that introduced these two to my blog. It's their birthday :]

[ellistocracy]

spent all your money on christmas and now have no money for my birthday present? not to worry! here is a short list of just some of the things you can give me for absolutely free!

a fucking break

[voidlitmoon]

A reminder this blog will not post/reblog anything jumpscaring/sudden flashing/suprise horror/etc on or around April Fools day without propper tagging (if at all). I will be tagging anything that is related to April Fools with #April Fools. I generally don't like those kinds of posts so expect just funny and goofy doodles/edits and dad jokes. Stay safe out there :)