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'The Raven and the First Men' - Bill Reid. Made from a 4.5 ton carving block of yellow cedar. 1980.

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“Goodness. ‘The World’s Largest’ things seem to be your trademark. I can’t wait to see them,” Eduard hummed, his smile peeking around the slice of pizza which even he couldn’t eat completely neatly. He reclined rather laxly, the top buttons of his button up opened and his his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He was more than eager to make the switch to even more casual attire for their trip tomorrow. 

“It’ll be perfect. We can find a spot with no one else in near vicinity, build a campfire, eat sweets and spend the night under the stars. And if it rains we can nest in your car, lay back, listen to a podcast or two…”  Just imagining it all brought a wave of calmness over Eduard, and he sighed softly. 

“I’m looking forward to it, armas. It’s rare to get so much time for just the two of us,” he said, bringing his arm over Alfred’s broad shoulders. He took the chance to plant a kiss over her cheek and to steal a bite of the pizza slice she was holding. It was easy to feel playful in such a relaxed atmosphere. “I’ve missed it. And you.” 

“Oh.” Sweets, alone, time, relaxation, all struggled to grasp his attention once an arm lay on her shoulders. Alright, a little cozy, not something Alfred is completely used too, but they’re close! Just as Alfred normalized this behaviour a KISS spiraled any logic into another puzzle. A kiss among friends was not uncommon in certain cultures found in Europe, however, Eduard would be aware Alfred could barely express a ‘love you’ between friends here in America; the prudish style his people wore strong as ever. This made his heart skip a beat. Do something. Say something. Anything. Just take it and toss something back. All Alfred could muster as he gathered himself together was a flushed faced glance. “And--” he hesitated. Pull away or lean in? Alfred chose to relax into Eduards arm and found it to be rather... pleasant. It was much too soon for Alfred to return the kiss, still finding out how and why Eduard made him want to in the first place. “Me too. You- I mean! I indulge a lil much.” “... I’m not real hungry anymore. But don’t wanna get up!”

Petroglyph National Monument, New Mexico

i love stories where its just one guy’s really bad day

Rick Guidice NASA concept, 1973

Wowie how attractive are you

“ I guess !! “

 I’m afraid of Americans

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There he goes again, soldiering through even after the last full day of work at the conference. Alfred’s stubborn nature doesn’t surprise Eduard in the slightest anymore, but it still causes the Estonian a considerable amount of concern. Knowing that it’s partially for his sake makes it feel even more troublesome…

He sighed softly, his own smile holding steady and radiant even though his body was feeling the strain too. Seems like his old ally had moved to distraction mode. “That sounds wonderful. It has been a while since I have last stargazed.” Having the privilege to spend time alone with Alfred for a couple of days was the part he would look forward to the most, however. 

“But in that case, can I steal you for just a moment to look over our road plan for tomorrow? Maybe over tea?” He squeezed Alfred’s shoulder and flicked at his glasses in slight tease. “I promise I’ll let you get back to work right afterwards.”

Nose scrunched; his glasses falling back into a comfortable placement. This man sure was touchy from the rim of his lenses to his shoulder, he couldn’t help but notice each time they connected. That being said, relaxing isn’t part of this Americans’ style; no insult meant behind this seemingly fixed in tension that Ed has felt beneath his hand. Hopefully, he had been exposed to Alfred enough to understand there was nothing behind his friendly squeeze to bring on discomfort. “We can do anything-- I’m off work! Steal me for however long you want, ya?” Alfred beamed, pleased as punch. Their tea and travel plans touch-ups happened over dinner-- if you could call it that -- pizza ordered in with a dessert for one; they can share later. For now, Alfred began to decompress from the day he had in good company. “I never planned these kinds of things, but for you?? I’ll make sure to drive through all those crazy attractions. There’s a lot of the ‘worlds largest’ here I want to show you. I’m also bringing everything we need so don’t worry.” she paused, searching for his eyes to catch in a gaze. “I never double checked this with you... so uh- does this sound cool?”

Tumblr kids make rly cool pride flag color hue edits and i saw one that slapped recently so i had to draw something as a reminder that Alfred F. Jones is transmasc and sexy