- (@drewbearimore)

Look at these curvy letters! Much curvier than most letters, wouldn’t you say? You look, mortal, if ye be. You look, and then you type what you think you see! Is it an “E?” Or is it a “3?” That’s up to ye!

Happy birthday @thegetfxckedcrew!!!!! It’s still your birthday in my timezone so this totally counts! Here’s 1.3k ish of fahc freewood as a fun lil present! :) <3

(also on ao3)

Things pop off three hours into the watch. Until that point, everything had been quiet, and Gavin had even been bored, thinking about how much he was going to complain about being put on security duty again when all he wants is to be sitting passenger seat in someone’s car, firing an assault rifle back out the window and laughing into the night.

He’d been close to just turning in for the night and hoping everything would stay calm, but then Ryan’s car pulls in much, much faster than it usually does, and he hears Ryan jump out, run inside, and yell, “Duck!”

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