#graduating greyhounds

[freesomebodybyluna]

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[gildedphoenix]

During the great depression, somebody made a wish. Fueled by desperation, powered by the pure dumb luck of being in the right place at the right time to be heard by an ancient Djinn (it was totally Desire) with a sense of humor. 

After the wish, everyone had a red string hanging off their left pinky. It dangled down a few inches and then just faded into non-existence. Nobody knew what it was for a few years but then stories started coming out. People finding their perfect match after feeling a tug at their string and following it. The string would twist and twine and lengthen as you got closer to your fated mate, your strings eventually connecting together. 

Most people’s strings just hung limp. Maybe listing in one direction or another. But 8 Billion people in the world and only one is your soul mate? Most people didn’t meet theirs. It was true that your soulmate was always within 10 years of age as you. But 10 years older to 10 years younger still gave you a 20 year range to work with. Everyone’s string appeared by the time they were 10. Some babies were born with their string already spun, a small red thread fading off into a wisp after a scant inch. 

Nowadays, it was common to go on a “string chase” vacation after graduating high school. Some people were close enough to their soulmates that they could just follow the leadings of their string, which would become longer and more opaque the closer you got to your mate. If your string gave you no leads, there were all kinds of "methods" to help pick which direction you should go.

Tucker and Sam were determined to go on string chase journeys post graduation. Tucker because he loved the excitement of an adventure, Sam to find someone who would truly understand her.

Danny was not so hopeful. At one point they'd all agreed to go together, but Sam felt like she was being led to the west coast while Tucker was just going to start in Metropolis, the nearest big city and go from there, hopping the next train out of town after a few days if he still had a slack string.

After a lengthy discussion of pros and cons, they decided that Tucker was more likely to get himself into trouble than Sam, so Danny found himself packing light and on a Greyhound to Metropolis. It was a shitty trip. Objectively the worst way to travel. Walking, or even hitch hiking would have been more pleasant. The bus was late. They had no way of making their connection in Chicago, and the vent fan in the bathroom was broken, making the bus reek of sewage.

Danny has shit luck and just doesn't believe he'll ever find his soulmate. The universe just doesn't like him that much.

Jason has, somehow, always had a leading direction on his string. When he was younger, there was nothing he could do about it. And now he had baggage and didn't want to pursue romance or relationship. (Even though he's a total sap for soulmate meet stories)

While in Gotham, both their strings keep tugging and lengthening and then falling slack again.

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I know this isn't much but I promised myself I would post whatever I had and it's almost 1 am. So there. There's that fucking thing. I'll try to flesh it out more tomorrow, Enjoy red ♥️🧵♥️

[dragonflylady77]

i got you a whole flower shop

A Harringrove Valentine's Day fic I wrote this afternoon

present for @shieldofiron and also @lovebillyhargrove

oh and it's on ao3

Steve walks into a florist shop on Valentine's Day but his plans change after he gets a text not meant for him and he finds himself faced with Billy freaking Hargrove looking like every wet dream Steve has ever had in the past fifteen years since he finished high school.

“Sorry, I’ll be right with you.”

Steve made a vague noise of acknowledgement, too busy staring at the message he’d opened as he’d stepped into the first flower shop he’d spotted.

“Can’t wait to see you tonight baby. I’ll tell Steve I have to work late. Love you x”

He blinked a few times but the words didn’t change. The text was clearly not meant for him. Or maybe it was, he rationalised. That was one way to break up with your boyfriend without having to have the conversation.

He ran a tired hand over his face and put his phone back in his pocket. He wouldn’t need flowers after all. He tried to remember how much stuff he’d left at Jamie’s place during the few months they’d been dating and wondered if there was anything he’d miss if he didn’t get it back.

“I am sorry but it turns out I don’t actually need flowers after all,” he said, his eyes floating over the various buckets of colourful blooms in front of him.

“Am I dreaming or is that you, Harrington?” The voice sounded surprised and familiar and Steve turned around to face its owner.

“Hargrove?” Steve said in shock, stepping closer to the counter. He hadn’t seen Billy Hargrove since graduation fifteen years ago. “What are you doing in Chicago? I always thought you went back to Cali…”

Billy shrugged and Steve took a moment to really look at him. He still had those light brown, almost golden, curls that Steve had always wanted to run his fingers through, piled high in a bun, his face fuzzy with scruff, blue eyes trained on Steve. That part at least was familiar. Steve let his eyes move down, taking in the white tee, tight across the front under the black apron with the shop’s logo on it, Billy’s biceps bulging when he crossed his arms over his chest. Steve’s mouth felt very dry all of a sudden and hoo, was it always this hot in this store?

Billy raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He did, however, run that tongue of his along his bottom lip, another familiar sight, one that resonated inside Steve’s chest, in a place he’d been ignoring for years.

“Um, sorry, didn’t mean to…” Steve fumbled, fidgeting with his fingers. Fuck. He was being so awkward for no reason. He was usually a little bit better at human interactions.

“It’s okay, pretty boy, I know my good looks can be distracting,” Billy replied with a chuckle and Steve felt his face heat up. “To answer your question, my car broke down outside of St Louis and I realised I’d been kidding myself. There was nothing in Cali for me anymore. And I couldn’t leave Max alone with Neil.”

“Ah. I-I heard about him but Max never said—”

“I told her to keep a secret. Couldn’t risk Neil finding out. I made it back to Indianapolis on the Greyhound. Met a nice lady on the bus who offered me a place to stay for a while. Worked my ass off in a bunch of different jobs. Mona and her partner kinda adopted me, so when they moved to Chicago, I followed.”

“That’s why Max went to college in Chicago, isn’t it? Because you were there too?” Steve asked, a few things making more sense now that he knew about Billy.

“Yep. Got her out of the dorms too. She loved it at Mona’s as much as I did.”

Steve smiled. He was glad that Billy and Max had gotten away from his asshole father. He had only managed it himself recently, after more than a decade of working for his dad, being belittled every time Richard Harrington was in the office, no matter how good Steve actually was at doing his job. He’d jumped at the chance when he’d seen that job listing in Chicago and he’d cherished forever the memory on his father’s face when he’d handed in his resignation.

“That’s great, Billy,” he finally replied, and meant it.

“What about you, princess? What brings you to the Windy City?” 

“Oh, I live here too. Been here about three years, I think. I don’t have to tell you how good it felt to be able to tell my dad I was leaving and he could shove it.”

“Ooooh, go Stevie! Always knew you had it in you.”

Steve laughed and shook his head. “Took me twelve years but I got there in the end…”

“That’s what matters.” Billy grinned. “So, what are you after? Roses for your girl, on account of the day? Or something more original?”

“Oh, um, I, um…” Steve sighed. “I was gonna get flowers for my boyfriend, but after the text I got before, I don’t think I will.”

“Boyfriend?” Billy was staring and Steve realised he probably needed to elaborate a little.

“Yeah… My best friend Robin helped me realise some important things about myself after high school. She made being queer in Hawkins a lot easier. We were flatmates for ages then she moved to Chicago to be with her girlfriend. You know her, actually, Heather? Holloway?”

“Oh. Wow. Yeah, I remember Heather. So you’re…”

“Bi. Yeah.”

“And you have a boyfriend.” The way Billy said it, it wasn’t a question.

It left a bad taste in Steve’s mouth. He got his phone out of his pocket again and sent Jamie a text saying they were over.

“I had a boyfriend.” Steve snorted. “Whoever he meant to text when he texted me can have his cheating ass.”

“You don’t seem too cut up about it,” Billy said, his eyes roaming over Steve and Steve found that he liked it. All at once, memories of basketball training and all the posturing and looks Billy would send him in the showers and hallways of Hawkins High took on a different flavour. All the pet names Billy used to call him when they were teenagers… the same ones he’d used a couple of times in the past ten minutes they’d been chatting.

“I’d only been seeing him for a couple of months, wasn’t anything serious.” Steve decided to take a chance. He crossed his arms and leaned forward on the counter. “It does mean I am now free tonight…”

Billy mirrored his actions, the smile on his face genuine and warm. “Is that so, pretty boy?”

“Uh huh… yanno, in case anyone was wondering.”

“That’s certainly pertinent information.”

“I thought so.” Steve leaned a little closer, smiling when Billy did too. “What time does this fine establishment close?”

“Right now,” Billy replied, without a glance at his watch as he removed his apron and set it on the counter next to them.

“Really? Won’t you get in trouble with your boss for closing early on Valentine’s Day?”

“I’m the boss and I have a hot date,” Billy said with that smirk that had always made Steve’s blood boil. Only now he could name that emotion for what it was: lust. There was something else in Billy’s eyes, something more magical and durable.

“Anyone I know?” Steve asked, his heart beating double time in his chest.

Billy didn’t reply, instead he rounded the counter and came to a stop in front of Steve with a grin. He cupped Steve’s face with both hands and breached the last inches separating them, bringing their mouths together. Steve moaned, his hands on Billy’s wrists to hold him there. He opened his lips to Billy’s questing tongue the second he felt it, pouring all that he was feeling into the kiss, and getting it back ten fold.

Steve let go of Billy’s wrists to grab his waist and dragged him closer. He couldn’t get enough of Billy, hands roaming up his back and down to cup that ass Steve had been dreaming about for months after high school, sparking his bi awakening.

“Fuck, Billy, I’m sorry it took me so long to find you again,” Steve said, breaking the kiss to catch his breath, resting his forehead against Billy’s.

“S’okay, Stevie, you’re here now,” Billy said, dipping his head for a quick kiss. He buried his fingers into Steve’s hair and locked eyes with him. “Never letting you go now I’ve got you, though, I hope you know that.”

“Fine with me,” Steve said as he wrapped his arms around Billy’s middle, delighted to feel Billy’s hard body against his. 

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Steve. I don't know what flowers you like yet, so I got you a whole flower shop.”

Steve laughed as Billy locked up for the night then they went up to the apartment Billy was renting above the shop where Billy cooked them dinner. Then they spent all night in bed, worshipping each other, and it was the best Valentine’s Day Steve had ever had.

[mochie85]

Wanderlust

Part 1 of the Wanderlust Series.

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Summary: You try to convince your best friend to go on a long road trip with you. Pairing: Bucky x Female Reader Word Count: 694 (a drabble, really) Warnings: Fluff. ALL fluff. A/N: This is for @the-slumberparty June Monthly Challenge: Summer Vibes. I picked a tent (can the VW Bus be considered a tent?) and the Road setting. I don't know if I should continue with the story. I mean, I have some ideas, but I don't think there's an actual plot...lol. Edit: It's decided...it's now a series...I hope y'all are happy!

The one thing you wanted to do before you started your new job was to visit the national parks in your state. You graduated with honors and had multiple job offers in the tech industry because of the algorithm you created for your senior project.

Tech careers were unpredictable and oftentimes fleeting. But you were confident that your innovative program would help kick-start your career and cement your position in the company that you chose for a long while.

That’s why you wanted to go out and travel. See nature! Just before you commit to a desk and computer for the rest of your foreseeable future.

“Do you know how big California is?” Bucky asked you agitated.

“Yes, I do,” you answered back with a cheeky grin.

“California has the greatest number of national parks!” he pointed at the map.

“Yes. Nine! And that doesn’t include the monuments and the trails and the memorials-”

“No!”

“Well, I’m not asking for your permission.”

“I still say, ‘no.’”

“I’ll go with or without you, Buck. I just thought you should know my plan.”

“Do you know how dangerous it is out there? Especially if you’re alone.”

“I can take care of myself. I did take that self-defense class for a couple of months,” you reasoned.

“Why can’t you go somewhere that has- Look, Nevada! Nevada has one national park. The Great Basin. And hey…we could even hit up Vegas while we’re there!” Bucky pointed at the map.

“Oh, ya cuz I would really be safe from creep-o’s in Vegas!” you rolled your eyes at your best friend.

“Ok. What about Hawaii? Hawaii has two national parks! And it’s HA-WA-II!”

“Do you know how much that plane ticket would cost? I haven’t started my job yet. Besides, who would watch Smokey while I was away?”

“You’re bringing the dog?!”

“Of course, I’m bringing the dog! Smokey goes where I go.” And as if he was called, your large greyhound came over licking your hand under the table. “We’re gonna have so much fun in our Bus-Bus, aren’t we, Smokey?!”

“And another thing?! How sure are you that the rusted piece of metal you call a car will actually take you around California? You’d probably break down before you get south of Oakland!”

“I had my mechanic look at it! Sid said it was in good shape! Plus I can call a tow if I need to.”

Bucky just looked at you defeated. He knew there was no convincing you out of this hair-brained plan of yours. You had always been a person to stick to your guns as soon as you planned it out. ‘No Regrets,’ you had always said.

No Regrets, Bucky repeated in his head trying to decide what to do. Nine parks! Nine! It would take you a month and a half to finish that round trip. And that’s only if you decided to stay at each park for a couple of nights, not the week you were planning.

“All right. All right. I’ll go with you.” Bucky relented, placing his head in his hands.

“I didn’t ask you to, Buck,” you chuckled, trying to hide the relief on your face.

“Bullshit! You knew I was going with you the moment you told me about it.” He called out your bluff. You shrieked and held your arms out to Bucky’s neck, embracing him in a tight hug.

 “You and I are gonna have so much fun! You’re not gonna regret this.”

“Ya, ya, ya.” Bucky relished in your warm embrace. You smelled like sun-kissed fruit on a lazy afternoon. You felt like a cool breeze that just wafted into his life unexpectedly and decided to stay. Erupting his life into chaos.

You pulled away looking into his deep blue eyes. He narrowed them as if he saw something in you that he had never seen before.

“Ok, we leave right after graduation! And you can’t take it back now Barnes. You’re in this with me till the end!” You smiled at him. Your cheeks were puffy and red, carrying a dimple that he wanted to caress.

“Lord, help me.” He whispered under his breath.

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[wyrddogs]

Zaku training update

Round of applause for babydog, please: On today's walk I asked for eye contact while three ducks were actively quacking about four feet behind us, and he held it! I had to continuously feed him meatballs the whole time, but he would not have been able to do that two months ago. HUGE improvement.

He also spontaneously offered eye contact several times when ducks were farther away. He was also able to watch them and look away himself without keying. HUGE improvement.

Place training is going well. Indoors in zero distractions, I can leave his sight for five seconds. Outdoors, he can hold his Place while I walk up to 15 feet away (the length of my long line) and turn my back, jump around, etc. People walking by doesn't bother him. We've practiced at the farmer's market, but not in high-squirrel areas. Still working up to that.

In agility we've been working on startline stays, explosive "break" from startline stays, short sequences with turns, and baby 2o2o. Trainer is going to introduce baby running contacts soon. He graduated from 4-inch jumps to 8-inch jumps. We've gone as far as we can with 2x2s until he's mature, so I'm just maintaining it for now.

Still an asshole about playing with the other household dogs, but he takes correction very well from the mean bitches. He had a super fun chase game with two of them a couple weeks ago. As long as he has his beloved jolly ball in his mouth, he is very happy to be chased and doesn't do any grabbing bullshit.

He also has chosen to play fetch with me while the greyhound puppies are out. They wander around and he just dodges around them. This makes me really happy because goddamn have I worked hard on this.

Still doing paired hides with nosework. He really enjoys it, but is working on keeping his brains while searching.

Muzzle training is going well. The Goal is for him to shove his face in as soon as I hold it in front of him. Right now he is willingly putting his face in after a moment of thought. He doesn't love the feel of it on his face, but he does love cheez whiz.

Up next:

Introduce ecollar in a couple weeks with my trainer. Transition to offleash walks.

Box training at race practice. The Goal is for him to dive in the instant his collar is released. Once he's enthusiastically loading into the box, we'll add the muzzle.

Separate from box training, running with the muzzle.

Place training around squirrels. And ducks. And cats.

[justsomerandomfanfic]

hiiii if you wanted to give me a marauders match I’d be beyond thrilled!! >:)

no pressure tho <3

my pronouns are he/him, my house is gryffindor, and my patronus is a greyhound. STYLE: I would describe my outfit taste/style as rlly anything comfy and slightly grunge. Staples: old band tees, crewneck sweaters, hoodies, jeans, beat up carhartt jacket, pj pants. I loveee dressing formal though, ties, suits, ect. INTRESTS: I like playing video games, listening to music on records and cassettes reading mystery novels, puzzles and sudokus, horror movies, and painting. I also do fencing irl and highly enjoy biking and playing chess. PERSONALITY: I’m very funny and outgoing, with a good dose of total loser. I’m highly loyal, but not always nice and I’m not one for formalities all the time. I make a lot of jokes but swear a lot (unless you ask me not to) but I’m actually a big nerd if you know me and shy if you don’t. BONUS: ideal date- going to a bar or club (i love music and the vibe of dancing) if they’re outgoing, or to the Museum and getting coffees if they don’t like that.

Hello! I hope you like your matchup! <333

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Harry Potter (Marauders);

Sirius Black:

🌹 You knew of Sirius during your time at Hogwarts, being in the same house as him and all (and because he was practically infamous), but you never really spoke to him until after graduation - you were at a bar, with your friends, having the time of your life, dancing and stuff, when Sirius came over; he complimented your crewneck sweater

🌹 Time skipping, you both got to know each other, and before the both of you knew it, you and Sirius began seeing each other - and soon enough, you both become official; you both celebrate by going to a music store, buying a new record to play in your record player

🌹 Sometimes, when the day is rough or you both just feel like it, you both play record roulette, (randomly choosing a record from your collection and playing it), laying down on the floor, side by side, listening to the music as you hold hands - the music fueling you

🌹 You and Sirius do a lot together, and Sirius is always down to do something fun and new, so you are more than happy to go biking with him, showing him how to fence, watching horror movies, and even just sitting back and playing a good game of chess - you and Sirius are incredible at the game, so it's very difficult to know who's gonna win

🌹 Sirius is totally the type of guy to go out to a bar or club, party the night away with you, wander about a museum with you, and get all dressed up with you just to go to get coffee/tea (the tea is for him) - he's a bit chaotic, but that's just Sirius being Sirius

[chellyfishing]

have some figs. she just turned four months and is about nine pounds which is where i expected her to cap at so, that was a miscalculation. i’ve been trying to figure out what else she might be, top contenders based on looking at pictures of puppies are greyhound, whippet, american eskimo dog, or (god help me) jack russell. anyway, she graduates puppy class on sunday and yes, she will get a little hat and yes, there will be pictures.

anyway, if you ever get a puppy, get a stupid one. having to constantly work to outsmart a four month old dog is both exhausting and the bad kind of humbling.

[rebelyells]

HIGHLY RECOMMENDED!

[zee-has-commitment-issues]

Thoughts from planes with Zee (an unhinged and incomplete list) Part 2

Hey friends! I traveled again, which means I wrote down every unhinged thought I had. Part 1 of this post is from August and you can find it here. And if you haven't heard my insane travel story yet, you can find it here.

Some of these are headcanons, some are random thoughts, some are responses to posts I saw while I was travelling. I wouldn't say any of these are particularly controversial, but I can see where people could disagree with me so everyone know that almost everything is a joke and should be taken with a grain of salt. Love you.

Do you think Wille went straight to Felice after the ball and was all giddy and telling her about the kiss? I think about this every day. Did he teenage freak out over it with his best friend? Does Felice know? 

Of all the random shit I put into Screwed about Erik, I think the funniest might be: Erik not being able to say anything other than “he’s pretty” when he meets Simon for the first time, and Erik’s least favorite month ironically being November. 

Wilhelm wears sweatpants on planes so he has pockets and Simon wears pajama pants, making Wilhelm hold everything for him. 

Just saw a post that said “Edvin looks at Omar like he’s in love with him” and after I’ve finished cringing, my response to that is: everyone looks at Omar that way. It’s Omar. 

Simon listens to the Beatles, but he does it in secret. Wilhelm only knows because he found the records in his room. Wilhelm, to this day, is the only person who knows.  

Thinking about how Henry didn’t think to knock on Wilhelm’s door because he probably knew after the locker room interruption just how heartbroken Wille was and therefore assume Wilhelm wouldn’t have anyone in his room. Henry didn't knock because Henry understood everything about Simon without being told.

Stella screams at airline representatives while Fredrika cries about plans being ruined. 

Wilhelm loves the rain 

Concept: season 3 opens with another dream like season 2 did, but this time it’s August and Sara. (Prompted by the song love, or the lack thereof by Isaac Dunbar) 

I truly and utterly appreciate Young Royals for showing what it is actually like for a teenager with anxiety to be forced into therapy. Like you don’t want to be there. For a while you do just sit in silence. But slowly you open up. It isn’t just "lay on the couch and share all your feelings" and then you’re suddenly better. It’s a process. It takes time. ESPECIALLY when you don’t want to be there. Just… god I’m crying about it again. 

Nils gives Tony Award worthy performances in his kitchen with a wooden spoon as a microphone. Change my mind. You can’t. 

Maddie is the first person in their year to get a license, but no one will get in a car with her behind the wheel. 

I feel like Walter is a Billie Eilish fan, but won’t admit it. 

Fredrika can sing every Hanna Ferm song from memory 

Stella sucks on lollipops because people got annoyed with her chewing gum. 

The entire Hillerska student body teases Wilhelm about not knowing Simon’s song was about him. They tease him for years. The administrators catch onto the teasing too and it’s mentioned subtly in their graduation address. None of the parents can understand why the entire student body started laughing at the headmistress’ speech, and they don’t understand why the crown prince is annoyed when he starts his own speech. 

Felice started learning Russian as a joke and now she actually speaks Russian and uses it often even though no one can understand her. 

Somewhat off topic, woke up rn to an Omar song, and was nice. 

Every rumor at Hillerska can be traced back to either Walter or Fredrika. They didn’t mean to, they just literally cannot keep their mouth shut. 

Henry watches ice age when he’s sick 

Moulin Rouge AU 

Thinking about ✨that✨ scene again 

If any of them were going to be a greyhound runaway, it would be Sara 

Follow up to that one^: Would like to see a fic where August is a greyhound runaway. Like canon still happens, but after s2 he just decides to run from his problems. 

Somewhere in Hillerska Erik graffitied his name

Off topic again, but noise canceling earbuds are a god send 

Felice+Adele. Send tweet. 

Want something to fuck you up? Actor for Nils is older than actor for Erik. 

Breaking up with my gf was such a good idea knowing what I know now💀

Madison loves flying. In comparison, Nils would rather die 

Omar songs + sunrise part 2 

I have never been more convinced that Vincent listens to fallout boy unironically 

Simon drinks peppermint Mochas 

Rowing team blamed their loss on “karma” 

Wilhelm has a crippling fear of being forgotten, but more so he has a debilitating fear of Erik being forgotten.  

Things I have now done: had a panic attack at 30,000ft (twice)

Felice makes sure everyone else eats and then forgets to eat 

Nils and night drives 

Carefully by Ben Platt is Wilhelm season 2 

Jag hatar mannen bredvid mig.  han gjorde ingenting.  Jag är bara arg på hela världen.

If Dani and I started a podcast, would people listen to it? 

I hope Henry knows the names of Simon’s fish. Like maybe not right now in the canon story, but at some point. I feel like he’d appreciate the fish having names .

I wrote the beginning of a fic and I think it’s like kinda good but I did write it at 2am so maybe I’m just tired 

Is It Just Me? By Emily Burns is about to become the most painful Wilmon edit. Try me. One like and I’ll do it. 

Sara can’t swim 

Was thinking about a 1950s AU and then realized I have no reason for them to be in the 50s. Like why do they need to be in the 50s? Poodle skirts? That’s literally it. 

Growing Sideways by Noah Kahan is a Hangman Song. This is a top gun thing. Specifically Aftershocks fic by @the-navistar-carol. 

How… how are people gonna watch a show in which Edvin plays a queer character, and makes out with another man, and then accuse him of being homophobic? How do you even-? 

Sometime in the future August gets sober and people more mature than him begin to forgive him. Not because he deserves it, but because they don’t want to put the energy into being angry anymore. 

I want Omar to start yelling at people. Like he has to want to yell at people at this point. I think he should. 

Ayub 100% knows every detail of Wilmon. He is a walking Wilmon dictionary. Simon told him everything. Like he could tell you where Wilhelm’s least favorite freckle was or some shit even though he’s never asked Wilhelm about it, nor has he seen the freckle. 

Vincent’s guilty pleasure movie is Chicago and his ringtone for August is “cell block tango” aka "he had it coming."

Paparazzi catch Wille teary eyed, and it becomes a big “Boys DO Cry” Moment but really he just saw a really cute dog or some shit 

Wilhelm asks “would you still love me if I was a worm” and Simon replies “yes” without hesitation 

And that's every thought I felt like writing down. I hope it was delightfully unhinged. Much love to all of you.

[ellecdc]

[🧺] congrats congrats congrats elle!!! 2000 is such a big milestone and it’s 100% well deserved!!

i know everyone is doing it, but i was hoping i could do match maker!

favorite color is definitely a hard one, but i’ve always been obsessed with purple (any shade i love em all!!) and definitely sage green and emerald green!!

favorite pass time has to be sleep. i get home from school, i sleep. i can sleep anywhere and everywhere. even if i’ve just woken up, get me in a comfortable position, wrap my blankets around me so i’m warm and i’m out in 2 minutes lmao. other things are reading, writing, listening to music, and driving around (while listening to music lol)!!

for shows i’ve been re watching supernatural (hence the sudden urge to write for sam and dean lmao), i like shadow and bone, bridgerton, criminal minds, derry girls, twd, and house of the dragon! as for movies, i’m a proud despicable me fan, i love the lorax, any tim burton movie but especially sweeney todd!

my favorite animal (one that i’ve been wanting for years but my mom won’t let me get) is a crested gecko, but i love cats, dogs (especially the italian greyhound. 100% the dog i’m getting when i graduate)

i know it’s not part of it, but my favorite music/bands are definitely pierce the veil, three days grace, 3 doors down, system of a down, hozier, and chappell roan!!

again, congratulations on 2000 followers, and i know we don’t talk as often as you do everyone else, but i cherish every time we interact and i’m glad we’re mutuals. i hope we both can go through more milestones together!! 🩷 (sorry it’s so long i love to yap about things i love lol)

hmmmm kk I'm going to give you Regulus and Barty.

You cannot tell me that Regulus wouldn't be fucking obsessed with Minions, are you kidding me? and some evil dude who gets accosted by cuteness and then just leans into said cuteness? Reggie coded fr fr. Barty would constantly be shouting "IM GOING TO STEAL THE MOON!!!"

Barty would totally feed into the sleepy time - second classes are ending, he's dragging you to the dorms for snuggles and snoozes. Regulus would roll his eyes fondly but spend his time reading while you slept (and maybe a cheeky nap cuddled up to you from time to time).

your music gives me Reg vibes but the shows scream Barty (Reg would also love Bridgerton, Criminal Minds, and Sweeney Todd)

thanks for your sweet words <3 <3

[heart-of-copper-dog-training]

Does size matter?

So we see a lot of breed bias in the dog training and guardian world. And that is definitely something for a different post. But today, I want to talk about dog size.

Often times, when I see a discussion about hypothetical dog scenarios, there is often two given examples of dogs: the well behaved dog and the unruly dog. This could be in reference to just discussing encounters out and about, at a dog training class, or (most commonly) a fake service dog call out post.

Quick interjection here: not all disabilities are visible and no, you cannot ask a person with a service dog to "prove it" with a "certification" there isn't such a thing and anyone who readily pulls out a "service dog id card" should be met with suspicion at the least, though I do know some programs gift these after their participants graduate.

On to my point, in these call outs, when it is not a breed bias (often painting one heavily stigmatized breed vs another less stigmatized breed, either in favor or against the breed in question), it is a size bias. I see far too many posts where these hypothetical situations paint all small dogs are nasty little "brats". And in comparison, some large or giant breed is almost always the one who can do no wrong or is the "real" service dog.

Now I work with a service dog program (shout out to TADSAW) and I have even seen this bias with our clients who think small dogs can either NEVER be service dogs or are just untrainable little monsters.

I also know small dogs who are amazing little dogs, whether they work as a service animal (and yes, they can, depending on the tasks required, their size is not an issue), a fun trick pup, a sports puppy, or just a well trained companion who is happy to loose leash walk, not pee in the house and stick around for the cuddles.

What I want to talk about is why this happens. Why do people assume little dogs are monsters? Or can't do work? Well, for the latter, it's usually because they don't understand all the tasks a service dog can do and assume the dog must be of a certain size without taking into account that medical alert dogs are a thing, and picking up dropped items is actually completely doable for a small dog.

For the former? As a current little dog owner, I can say it's because they aren't taken seriously. Because here's the thing: a large dog that jumps on you, bites, barks, pulls, lunges, etc is going to literally do more harm than a little dog, so more often than not, guardians of these dogs do more to ensure good manners are in place and take into account their size for exercise and enrichment requirements.

It's VERY easy to just scoop a small dog up and remove them from any situation where they are having undesirable behaviors. And it's very easy to dismiss the damage a small dog can cause to a child because "oh look how cute and small they are, they're harmless".

And it's VERY easy to assume that because the dog is small, they don't need much in the way of exercise, training, or enrichment. Look at their tiny feet, they clearly can't walk far, right?

So, dogs aren't sizes. Dogs are dogs. Breeds are breeds. And individuals are individuals. Where one small dog might be content to be a lap dog all day, another (looking at you, Donut) will happily walk two miles and still want to trick train for the next thirty minutes because he just LOVES doing it. Some large dogs are lazy couch potatoes (I know, I've owned a greyhound, he was great) and some are intense athletes. And all sizes can be anywhere and everywhere in between.

But it's the small dogs who get left out of the conversation. When people bring a small dog into their family, it is too often done because small dogs are "easy". They don't "need" exercise, or much more than a run around the house. They don't "need" training and enrichment, because they're small, they'll just cuddle all day. They can be carried around and brought many places a larger dog would be denied because they're "portable". Their discomfort and lack of consent is often dismissed as "aww look they think they're a big dog" when they show teeth. They are never taught what to do because it's so easy to just pick them up and remove them from a situation. And often they learn that they need to jump to biting FIRST, as every other signal they tried to give was ignored, because, again, "look how cute".

Even a guardian who is doing everything right, trying their best to give their small dog good manners and foundational skills, will be met with constant battles.

You're working on socializing so you bring your dog out just to "watch the world go by?" You're going to be stopped by people asking to hold them(even when they're fully grown and don't want to be held by strangers) because unfortunately, they're still small and often treated like puppies by these dog lovers.

You're working on reactivity (perhaps caused by strangers constantly grabbing at your poor dog)? People will STILL ask to pet/hold them. EVEN after you say "no, they're not friendly" "no, they're in training" "no, they don't like people/dogs". Because they're SMALL. So to others, the damage output is minimal. The same people that would back off if you said your dog is not friendly when it's a large dog will move in to pet a small dog because "oh dogs love me".

For the first year of Donut's life (when he was extra floofy and adorable), I had also had my Pyrenees mix Naga (she was 12 years old and passed shortly after his birthday). Naga was a shelter dog that came from a hard situation where her health had been compromised and she'd been undersocialized. She came to me with fears of men, stairs, people in hats, people in uniforms, honestly it was a large list and a long journey with her. But we worked together to help her build her confidence.

BUT that didn't mean that she was going to be confident in every situation. She was most confident with me and her other dog present (previously the aforementioned greyhound Thane, now Donut the Bichon). And I would always advocate for her if I saw she was uncomfortable, even if I knew the person meant no harm.

I never once had someone continue to approach me when I said "she's in training and a little cautious of strangers" and it was my 85 lb pyr with me. They always backed up and said "oh I'm sorry to hear that" or "oh I didn't realize".

But when Donut hit his first fear period, I learned why small dogs bite. Because the same words I've used for decades for my dogs "they're in training, they're working, they can't be pet right now" don't work for small dogs. So I was left with a few choices: pick him up every time someone approaches too quickly (taking away his agency and ability to learn to cope with a new environment), or stop taking him out completely until the fear period passed (even though we were only doing small stints to make sure he didn't get overwhelmed).

Or, secret option three: "bite" the people. When my nice words did not produce the results Donut needed (space, time to process), I would follow up with something harsher. I would body block him myself, give them the hard look and say "no, you need to back off. He is not a toy and I did not say you could pet him."

It was rude. It was not what I wanted to do as a guardian or a trainer. But it got results. Oh, yes, I got the stink eye on more than one occasion, and sometimes I got parents upset I didn't let their kid pet the dog (and often the children were MUCH more polite!). But, I also got Donut the space he needed to choose to engage or not.

Donut is now a happy go lucky little guy who has never met a stranger, but I still have to advocate for him to this day. Even though most days he won't try to put feet on someone, the day he does it and I give him a little "off" and treat, I get told "it's okay he's small". NO, it's not okay. It's bad manners and that's why I'm redirecting and you wouldn't be saying that if he was a big dog. He loves almost every person he meets, but sometimes an individual can come on a little strong for him (going right for the pick up and hug) and he will show discomfort and retreat to me, because he knows I'm going to prevent it. No, he's not a toy and you wouldn't be trying to pick him up if he was big.

Owning a small dog is HARD. I have owned street dogs, large dogs, reactive dogs, I have worked with giant breeds, aggressive dogs, major anxiety in dogs. I have nursed dogs and puppies back to health from the brink of death (with the guidance of my veterinarian of course).

And none of that was as hard as making sure my small dog was socialized properly and had his needs met. I think we make owning a small dog so hard for those who are trying. And even for those who aren't doing "the right thing", it is often out of ignorance. I cannot tell you how many clients have come to me with small dogs who are exhibiting major boredom undesirable behaviors and when I ask about their routine I'm met with a "well we don't really do much, they're small so they just stay in the house and go outside to potty". Well, there's the problem right there.

We need to educate more guardians on the fact that dogs are dogs, regardless of size. Their needs will vary based on breed, temperament and many other factors, but their size doesn't change the fact that they are dogs. They can do jobs, like service work. They can be amazing little companions. They can be complete clowns like Donut who want to do nothing more than learn ALL THE TRICKS because they love it. Donut has higher energy, drive, intelligence and exercise needs than my other dog, Pancake, who is 45 lbs. Which isn't a lot, but is sure is a lot bigger than his 11 lbs soaking wet self.

And when I tell people that, they look at me like I've grown two heads. Pancake definitely likes to run and has a higher speed and endurance than him, but one good long walk of sniffs and a five minute training session will knock her out the rest of the day. Meanwhile, Donut rarely runs out of second winds until the end of the night, and that's only because I've built in a very specific night time ritual to ensure he calms down for bed. He'll have a twenty minute nap and then ask for more training or play. He's such a fun dog to have around but he's also my biggest chore (don't tell him!).

Please stop demonizing small dogs. Some of those guardians don't know any better due to the false belief that small dogs are "easy" and need to be educated. Some of them are trying their best and fighting a world of people who will not give them the respect they would give a guardian of a large dog.

Dogs are dogs. And unless you NEED their size for a specific task, then I'm sorry but size doesn't matter.

As always, be kind to yourself, to your dogs, and to others around you. We don't know their battles, and it's free to be kind.

[anderperrylover]

THOUGHTS ON DEAD POET'S SOCIETY - A HEADCANONISH STUDY

THESIS - THEY ARE THE FOLKLORE LOVE TRIANGLE

ASSUMPTIONS - Charlie is totes BI - Knox is James (the problem?) - Chris is August, misrepresented and an actual SWEETHEART Cameron as INEZ :)

I'd like to think that the Folklore love triangle can be applied with added context.

Charlie - Cardigan - Betty He is the Betty of the whole situation for obvious reasons - just like him looking back at things and like being contemplative but he's also acknowledging heartbreak - how Knox being a lot of things hurt him the most - and how he tried to change the ending

Knox - Betty - James It is his whole internal monologue - He is trying to make amends with what he did - he treated them both wrong - the hopeless I will fall in love with everyone type of guy - He knows he's wronged both of them in the long run

Chris - August - Augustine She is sweet and is actually nice and does not deserve misrepresentation - August- is her actually defending herself and I want her to have her aggressive moment and basically the ballad split into two - One when she confronts Knox in front of a few familiar people - the second half when she hears of rumor from Cameron our stand in for INEZ about what Knox went and did next and when she sees Knox and Charlie after a while - But I'd like to think Chris finds someone who gets her - I really want that for her - She deserves so much more

I dunno I am prolly just really sleep deprived - and none of this prolly makes any sense

CONCLUDING THOUGHTS -

Maybe we can apply the songs in a different way - Hmmm alternative take if you will - Betty is still for Knox - We swap the other two around? Like Charlie is August? But Cardigan doesn't exactly go with Chris - One reason I don't think the OG thought frame works is due to the line

"Kiss me on the porch in front of all your stupid friends" - But what if it is in that AU where Charlie moves away - BUT NEIL PERRY IS SET TO BE IN THE LOCAL PRODUCTION OF MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING AFTER HE WAS A HIT AS PUCK- Charlie just moves - And Knox in a desperate state of mind get the greyhound on a weekday and goes to find him at him at his family home - Its not a condescending line but more or less of a frustrated plea that is internalized within him (also he is just desperate - he just wants Charlie to just at least talk to him in front of his new friends - he assumes that he's made friends in the new place - but he hasn't exactly and in this context they are both alone

Charlie still continues to go to that new school but he comes down to see the games whenever Knox is playing something - and Knox comes to meet him during the weekend and he sees one or two of the school debates that Charlie participates in - they write letters to each other - and Charlie definitely comes to his graduation (Knox makes it to his ofc) - During these events the rumors go around cause Cameron is Inez

KNOX SHOULD GO AND APOLOGIZE TO THE BOTH OF THEM

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk :)

Update - the alternative take is DEVASTATING CAUSE IT FITS THE BLOODY CANON Charlie who could've been Betty is Augustine (he thought he'd be known - but he is barely known and so temporary) - James chooses Betty over Augustine who was this brief page in his life - And Augustine is the misrepresented one - the one who is sweet and not too cruel - the one who keeps things bottled up because they do care

GOOD GOD I HATE THIS TAKE FOR A REASON - It slips in too easily with the canon events - I HATE THIS TAKE CAUSE MY HEART IS IN PIECES

Charlie and Chris are basically either Betty or Augustine (they are lied or cheated or they are misunderstood and misrepresented)

In this outline there are only two unshifting points.

KNOX - JAMES - The Problem (The Guy who owes the apology - the one who messed up - the one they really don't deserve until the quality check)

CAMERON - INEZ (The one who blazes the rumor cause THEY ARE A RAT - The one who sets the wildfire but the guy that might at some point come to you with truth- Imagine it coming from him that either Knox and Charlie could've been a thing and Charlie deep down knowing it to be the truth/ or getting to know that Knox and Chris are the talk of the town that you left behind as the graveyard of you dreams)

I HATE MY MIND FOR THIS :'(

[wcrtvrn]

⧼   aslihan malbora, cis woman, she/her   /   climb by adona + fluffy white clouds creeping across an indigo sky to obscure the moon ; sprinting through a downpour of rain as lightning flashes and thunder roars ; cigarette held tight in teeth hidden behind cherry red lips ; waves crashing gently against the white sand of the shore, sea foam gathering in neat little piles ; running away from your gentle mother, desperate to explore the world outside the circle of her arms ; wild heart thrumming against your ribcage, desperate to be set free ; a pandora’s box of a girl, full of whispers and promise, and worst of all : hope : droobles best blowing gum in the shape of an origami bird, zooming around the room of a bored girl ;   ⧽   ━━   hey, isn’t that KADRIYE BAL (KATIE BELL)? i read a daily prophet article on them, once ; the TWENTY-SEVEN year old [ half-blood ] WITCH  is a [ GRYFFINDOR ] alumnus who has gone on to be an CURSEBREAKER. i’ve heard they can be quite BOLD & RESILIENT, but i don’t know… they came off very JADED & DEFIANT in that interview. it really is hard to know what to believe these days though, isn’t it?  

link to extended biography

BASICS.

- FULL NAME:   kadriye deren bal ( katie bell )- NICKNAME(S):   katie, kate, kat, kitty, kit - MEANING OF NAME(S):  kadriye = valuable : Persons with the name Kadriye are mediators, peacemakers, and helpers of the world. They have the talent and ability to work well with others and are cooperative, courteous, and very considerate towards others. Katie = pure, Deren = collector, one who picks flowers, Bal = honey, Bell = self explanatory- GENDER IDENTITY:   cis woman ( she / her ). - DATE OF BIRTH:   january 15th, 1986 ( twenty seven ). - BIRTHPLACE:   london, england. - CURRENT PLACE OF DWELLING:   london, england. - SEXUAL ORIENTATION:   bisexual biromantic / female leaning

LIFE.

- OCCUPATION:   cursebreaker [ trauma be damned ] - EDUCATION:   muggle primary school + homeschooled in some magic until age eleven when she entered hogwarts ; barely graduated on time - SOCIOECONOMIC LEVEL ( GROWING UP ):   upper class. - SOCIOECONOMIC LEVEL ( CURRENTLY ):   upper middle class. - CRIMINAL RECORD:   she doesn’t get caught - RELIGION:   magic

MAGICAL.

- BLOOD TYPE:   half blood. - WAND TYPE:    Elm wood, unicorn hair, 14 inches, rigid - PATRONUS:  greyhound ; people with this patronus are often misunderstood as lazy or lethargic since they tend to be mild-mannered and laid-back. in reality, they are simply not easily ruffled and prefer to keep the peace. If a conflict arises and they need to step in, you can count on them to be there. katie hasn’t been able to cast a patronus since the day she was cursed, no matter how hard she tries, the trauma of that memory overwhelms every happy memory.

- BOGGART:  a hospital bed ; she was unconscious for some time after being cursed, and it took her weeks to recover once she woke up. She never wants to be trapped in a hospital bed again - AMORTENTIA:   rosemary & orange cologne, the familiar scent of home that wraps her gently in its arms, this scent is a signal of safety and warmth ; smoke after fire : kadriye tries to be cautious in the course of her job but she often comes home, her hair smelling of smoke : she tends to linger when she blows out a candle at home , watching the smoke rise until it disappears into nothing ; [ the rest is tbd ]  - REVERSED AMORTENTIA:  fried dough with syrup : the homemade kind her mum would make for special occasions, infused with honey and topped with pistachio while it’s still hot ; ginger : the kind her baba kept in a glass dish on the desk in his office, wrapped and candied and spicy to a school aged kadriye ;  rose water : when she had a fever her mum would run her a cool bath with rose scented oil , kadriye would soak and feel better, able to rest peacefully afterward ;  clove cigarettes : she had them with a muggle friend when she was around twenty, one late night when they were outside enjoying a hot night with a nice breeze, the air hazy with the scent and quiet enjoyment - MIRROR OF ERISED:  herself flying, she’s maybe eight or nine ; her best magic friends are trailing behind because she’s winning a race . they are all laughing, their hair blowing in the wind ; the sun setting ; they are happy, joyous and carefree  - MAGICAL SCHOOL:   hogwarts - FAVORITE SUBJECT:   charms - LEAST FAVORITE SUBJECT:   ancient runes - CLUBS / EXTRACURRICULARS:   gryffindor quidditch team - chaser

RELATIONS.

- PARENT(S):  ihsan bal ( bell ) &  dilan karasu - SIBLING(S):   open to siblings / karasu cousins - RELEVANT RELATION(S):  tbd - SIGNIFICANT OTHER(S):   tbd - EX SIGNIFICANT OTHER(S):   tbd { 👀} - CHILDREN: n/a - PET(S):   male siamese persian cat called Tali

PHYSICAL.

- HEIGHT:   five foot eight inches. - HAIR COLOR:  uburn / brown. - EYE COLOR:   brown. - BODY MODIFICATION(S):  magic tattoo of three small birds flying around her left wrist ; seven piercings in her left ear, nine in her right ear, septum piercing - NOTABLE SCARS / BIRTHMARKS:   the nerves in her left hand were badly damaged by the curse when she touched that necklace, she experiences nerve pain in that hand ; a lightning like branching pattern scar affects her left palm and extends along the length of her arm, shoulder and to the middle of her chest but besides her palm it is quite faded

MEDICAL.

- ALLERGIES:   mango - DIAGNOSES:   ptsd [ in denial ]- PHOBIAS:   n/a - BLOOD TYPE:   o neg - SMOKING / ALCOHOL / DRUGS:   no / to excess but rarely / occasionally

PERSONALITY.

- STAR SIGN:  cancer ;  july 22nd - PERSONALITY TYPE:   INFP - MORAL ALIGNMENT:   chaotic good

[wyrddogs]

Big weekend for babydog! He graduated from running 1/2 the length of the field to 3/4 length, and today was introduced to box training. When he's racing other dogs, they'll be released from the box like in greyhound racing to ensure a fair start for everyone.

I had a friend hold him in the entrance to the box with the exit door open and a clear view of the lure. And as soon as the lure moved she released him to run. This builds an association so the box = fun lure chasing time. She says he was perfect, so this was an excellent introduction.

As for me, I'm getting lots of experience lure operating for all kinds of breeds and sizes. Some of the dogs I lure opped for this weekend included whippets and greyhounds, salukis, afghans, border whippets and other lurchers, an ambully, silken windhounds, dachshunds, terriers of various flavors, and a floppy labrador puppy. The whippet and greyhound races no longer terrify me like they used to, which is great! I'm also getting much better about judging where to stop the lure at the end of the race.

My goal this year is to learn how to lure op for lure coursing. I'm told it's way different than straight racing, so it should be a fun challenge.

[eemcintyre]

Random thoughts I had during my fifth viewing of the cinematic masterpiece "Cocktail" (1988)

Well... more like my 5 2/3 viewing bc I got like 2/3 through it and then my mom was like "why didn't you tell me you were gonna watch it, I would have wanted to watch it too" so I lied about how far I was through it "there's still a lot left we can start it over" and I watched the same movie almost twice in a row in the span of a few hours :)

"Wild Again" by Starship is one of the only good songs tbh, although "Addicted to Love" and "When Will I Be Loved" are also pretty alright. But the soundtrack is lowkey horrendous imo

I stand by my previous standalone post- no one has ever been that excited to get on a fkin Greyhound bus

Benefit of the bus, however- the scene with him and the baby; I feel like Tom just vibes really well w kids because he's such a smiley, fun, and chaotic lil guy and gREAT now I have baby fever again thx 💖

Oh the blatant plot exposition about his parents that they beat us over the head with oh-so-subtly

Oh the foreshadowing throughout that is even less subtle

One of my favorite quotes in any movie, bc it makes me feel better about my life being in disarray and not knowing what to do about it, I guess, is the “Most things in life, good and bad, just kinda happen to ya.”

Tom's still got his high little baby voice 😩

Even as a college graduate, the interviewing scene hits way too hard 🥲😩

Someone needs to acknowledge that the Red Eye looks like the most disgusting thing

Wish the dress shirt and tie fit had been featured more because it does things to me, but the scenes contrasting his first and second shift at the bar are when I first developed TC brain rot and fell in love w that lil goofball

I can’t judge the girl giving him the "fuck me eyes" bc have you seen him, plus she’s showing restraint compared to what I would do tbh

The adult learners usually drove me nuts in my classes (which I know is terrible but shhhhh) but I felt so bad for Sheila Rivkin

This professor really thinks he’s doing standup comedy or smth

Honey don’t put your face on the subway stairs that's arguably more disgusting than a Red Eye

The timeline of this movie is pretty hard to follow tbh; much as I adore it, you never know every time a scene changes whether it's been two days or like 3 months

What the actual fuck was the whole yuppie poet thing about- it's like when I used to watch those 60s Frankie and Annette movies where the weirdest shit would just happen for no reason and I felt like there was some social commentary or inside joke or smth that was just going way over my head that, if I had existed in that time, would have just been like "oh yeah that makes total sense"

The amount of raw sexual energy that this man exudes- I remember someone's post from a while back that was like "why is Cocktail like a 'mom' movie that all the moms are still obsessed with" but just like imagine if you saw this in theaters when it first came out

The only man allowed to wear beach shirts and look sexy, change my mind

I've always thought Elisabeth Shue is so incredibly underappreciated as an actress, smth about her line delivery and expressions just seems very genuine and naturalistic idk

She just orders “a beer” WHAT KIND???

So scary tbh how much he was becoming like Doug even being apart from him for a while

The side eye and shade Jordan gives Doug in this scene cracks me up every time without fail

The reggae singer absolutely popping tf off in his silver lamé suit ✨

Brian and Jordan both pulling the “I’m not like other girls” lmao

Sure she’s lowkey a manic pixie dream girl but I still love her

WATCH THE ROAD WHILE U DRIVIN THE CAR BRIAN 😤

If this movie was remade in modern times (God forbid) Brian would 100% be one of those guys with a hustle culture boss up motivational entrepreneur Instagram account. And Doug would perhaps be one of those cringy creepy pickup artists that talks about low-value women and compares them to horses and thinks he can mind-trick them into falling madly in love w him

If someone was waking me up early every morning to drink carrot juice I would commit crimes

The artist guy who made that exhibit looks like the oiliest man I’ve ever seen

Jordan’s dad says “bartender” like it’s a slur

When Brian tears up the check it always makes my lil heart just 💗💫🥺 the character evolution

Why did I only have this thought on my like fifth viewing of this movie, but I wonder if he hadn’t escorted Kerry back to her apartment if he would have gotten back in time to save Doug, and then who knows what would’ve happened bc then he wouldn’t have felt compelled to tell Jordan how much he really loved her and ask Pat for help and all that

WHEN HE FIGHTS EVERYONE OFF TO GET TO JORDAN what can I say, I'm a sucker for grand and melodramatic romantic gestures and proclamations of love

The teasing and singing along at the wedding is getting a little too real guys stop making this awkward 👀😬

I don’t care how unrealistic the end is, and that in real life they would have 100% soon gotten divorced, bc I want to believe that people can change and that all of the tribulation was worth it + enough for Brian to become a good dad/husband and successful but with it not being above and at the expense of his family; he would be such a fun and chaotic dad and their life would be so hectic w twins but I want to believe they could do it :( it comforts my cynical and depression-addled brain to believe they could do it :(

[5sosfanfictioncatalogue]

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Summary: When doing what he wants means sacrificing everything he knows, Calum has to find a way to deal with the changes.

Greyhound, Run - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) luke/ashton M, 12k

Summary: It's a small town—the sort where everyone knows everyone—so when a new car pulls into their lot that he doesn't recognize, and some blonde blue-eyed pretty boy steps out, Ashton's thrown for a loop.

But, he's seen it a time before, and he knows the look in someone's eye when they're running from something.

home is wherever you are tonight (ao3) - lifewasradical luke/ashton E, 72k

Summary: Life has become so mundane in the past few years that there’s very little that sends a thrill up Luke’s spine anymore. It’s that idea that had him saying yes to the idea of moving out here for a few weeks anyways: the knowledge that this was a completely new place where no one knew his name. He could be anyone he wanted to be here, within reason. He wouldn’t be seeing any of these people again after May, so what’s the harm in becoming a new person for a bit? Someone not so bogged down by the shit in their head that they can’t get out of bed some mornings. Maybe this is a step in the direction of the person Luke wants to be in the future anyways.

Or, Luke inherits a beach house on a tiny coastal island that needs some work. He didn't plan on falling in love with the guy at the hardware store.

I'd Marry You With Paper Rings (ao3) - FayeHunter luke/calum T, 4k

Summary: Calum seems to be on a mission to propose to Luke with as many things as he can. Luke just wants it to be real.

lu and mike (tt) (ao3) - coolbabyblue michael/luke T, 426k

Summary: Luke Hemmings. He'd always been extravagant, extra, aggressive, careless and an absolute jaw dropper.

People avoid him in the halls, in the cafeteria, in class because they know that they'll end up hurt - should they cross him.

He's explosively aggressive. He's the son of a very wealthy man and he simply loves to live life on the edge - somewhere between dangerously and carelessly. Maybe that's why he's always ending up in detention.

But I'm intrigued by his mystery, I'm invested in his story and there's no way that he's going to shake me off. Sure he hates my friends with burning passion behind his icy eyes, but he tolerates me and only me.

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The story in which Luke is an overly aggressive teen who just can't seem to catch a break in life and Michael just wants to show him that he deserves the world and more.

No Shame (ao3) - valiantnerd (arareads) ot4 E, 11k

Summary: Everyone makes wild offers and pleas as dirty talk, it just so happens that Luke has three rather giving bandmates who'll make every single one of his wildest dreams come true.

Even if—or especially when—it means fucking him on stage.

Paint Me - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) luke/ashton, michael/crystal E, 17k

Summary: “Holy shit, hold on a minute,” Calum says, “is that who we’re supposed to be drawing?”

“I can’t draw him,” Michael gawks, “I’m not a Goddamn renaissance painter.”

Or, the one where Luke is an art student practicing realism for a month and Ashton is the nude model in his portrait class.

right then i realized (you're the love of my life) (ao3) - jbhmalum ot4 T, 6k

Summary: “Ash,” Luke mumbles, half asleep on Michael’s shoulder. It seems the people fighting on the TV screen aren’t enough to keep him up. “Come cuddle. Not the time for a photoshoot.”

“Coming, coming.”

Ashton looks at the picture for a second, before shaking his head and pocketing his phone. The real thing is right there in front of him; it would be a shame not to appreciate it. He can look back at the picture when he’s on his own and feeling lonely. *

or: 5 times ashton takes pictures of his boys and 1 time they insist he needs to be in the picture too

Scene 14 - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) luke/ashton, michael/crystal, roy/calum, kaykay/sierra E, 128k

Summary: It's one of the first lessons you learn. There’s a difference between performing and acting.

Actors are intellectuals; they’re poets with their expression and the way their voices hit the air. Performers, by comparison, are children, ignorant and too bright for their own good. No one wants to admit to being only a performer. If you’re anyone worth anything, you want to be an actor.

And Luke is not an actor, but Ashton is.

Or, the one where Luke hates Ashton but has to pretend to be in love with him for five months for his acting final except for the fact that maybe he isn't pretending anymore.

Take Notes - @daydadahlias (cornflowerblue (daydadahlias)) luke/calum E, 78k

Summary: “Calum,” Luke replies shakily, reeling. “I can’t take your virginity.”

“You’re not taking it,” Calum says in a small laugh, bobbing his head, “I’m giving it to you.”

Or, the one where Calum wants someone to teach him about sex and Luke happens to be an education major.

The Bass Player (ao3) - boomercal calum/ashton E, 69k

Summary: It's his first big tour with his relatively newly joined band, opening for his favourite band in highschool. So what if he's always found the drummer hot, nothing's going to come of it, and it would unprofessional if something did happen.

the violent voices, loud and deafening (ao3) - lifewasradical michael/calum T, 3k

Summary: Michael knows he’s a chronic overthinker, thoughts always plaguing his mind even when he begs them to quiet down. He’s started categorizing his thoughts into different groups, depending on how loud the voices are screaming and what he can hear them saying.  The thoughts spiral a lot, starting off as little seeds planted by his insecurities, blooming up into something big, terrifying, all encompassing. 

Or, Michael can't get out of his own head, but at least he has Calum.

Tidal Wave - @ashtcnirwin (elivigar) luke/ashton E, 127k

Summary: “We talked about it before we went over to fetch you,” Ashton starts, “and Michael talked it over with Liz, and we decided that you shouldn’t live on your own for the time being.”

“You decided that I shouldn’t live on my own,” Luke repeats. “Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but I’m an adult who can make his own decisions.”

Ashton smiles, but it’s thin and void of humour. “You’re staying with me for a while, Luke.”

A story about figuring out how to handle the difficulties life throws at you, on your own and with the help of loved ones.

Tie That Binds - @ashtcnirwin (elivigar) luke/ashton E, 98k

Summary: “If you do think I’m insane, I’ll go home and we can forget that this whole conversation ever took place. Deal?”

“I guess?” Ashton says, bewilderment painting every nook and cranny of his face. “What was with all the questions beforehand, though? You’re not gonna ask me to have sex with you, are you?”

Awful, unwelcome, mortified heat rushes to Luke’s face, and he lets out an involuntary noise that’s halfway between a squeak and a gag. He keeps his eyes on Ashton, though, and Ashton’s jaw drops.

“What?!” Ashton exclaims, putting his coffee down. “You want us to— what? Why?”

In which Luke wants to explore miscellaneous kinks and Ashton strikes him as a good candidate to do said exploring with with.