YET MORE DOODLES of Bucky and his PTSD service dog FUBAR because I fucking LOVE THIS HEADCANON LIKE IT IS HONESTLY MY FAVORITE HEADCANON I’VE EVER HAD AND I CAN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT IT
Top Left and Right: Sometimes Buck gets bored with his usual workout routine so he’ll do something fun and “low-impact” like one-armed pushups with his 260 lb service doggo on his back! FUBAR is fucking thrilled
Center Left: FUBAR accompanies Buck on a super cute date with Steve! Honestly one of my absolute favorite things about service dogs is their ability to blend into their surroundings, regardless of their size. (In lots of cases they’re always with their humans, so I bet it’s a super essential skill in service dogs. I’ve known people who have huge service dogs that just faded into the woodwork while maintaining constant vigilance! It’s really cool! They’re freaking incredible!)
Center Right: Bucky finally gets a new bionic arm and FUBAR familiarizes himself with it by SNOOFING
Bottom Left: Bucky sometimes has rough days where his head feels Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition and needs something to hold onto to ground him to remind him that he’s safe and doesn’t need to hurt anyone
Bottom Right: Grocery shopping! FUBAR GOES THROUGH A SHIT TON OF PUPPER FOOD OBVS
I have fallen in love with riptides
They are the only things that cling on
When you are hopelessly drowning
They pull you close to their cool centers
Making love to your last dying breath
I see the break of the waves and realize
Nothing will ever be the same
Alright, so. While the past few days of nonstop crack hour have been fun (and exactly what I think this blog needed to come back tbh - bless you all), it’s about time I did some actual writing again. This day will probably be entirely dedicated to owed shit, memes and organization of the chaos. A URL change will ensue, so keep an eye out for that.
That being said, like this shit if you want an episode based/season 7 based starter and those will be distributed among the drafts.