#stray italian greyhound

[choosingwhatmatters]

Khun Nueng, you make my heart ache. You’ve been so sad. You had to leave your family to be true to yourself. Still, you couldn’t be happy. You lost a sister. You lost your grandmother. You’d “settled into the glass half empty,” as Vienna Teng would say.

And then there was this annoying young woman who promised she would love you. That she would be worthy of your love.

Over time, she proves you right. No matter what you do, no matter what the world throws at her, she loves you. And against reason, against your very beliefs, you love her, too.

Oh, but everything is stacked against your love! She’s so young. How long until she discovers that other people can offer her things you cannot? And then there’s her family. They are holding you up as a role model for her. They would never accept your love.

So what do you do? You kiss, you smile, you cry. You ponder and you doubt. You make love. You can’t go forward, but it’s impossible to go back. You cannot, will not, allow yourself to hope that, after the storm, she’ll still keep her promise. When the first gusts of wind reach you, you give up. It’s for her, you tell yourself. But if you’d be honest, it’s because you’re scared witless.

Oh my sad, little one. You’re going to be okay. She’ll help you realise that you are the only thing that is really holding you back. You will find your happiness, so close to where you started. And I will shed tear after tear watching you.

[bugwolfsstuff]

Stray Italian Greyhound is a Riordanverse song to me because of this one FierroChase PMV on youtube I watched with it

[oolong-strawbby]

Kept debating whether or not to post this edit I made but ahh fuck it. It’s one of my favourite things I’ve ever made, I can’t stop rewatching it over and over to see how the timing perfectly lines up to the music and it deserves to go on my blog. C’est la cringe or whatever.

[adr-n-sketchy]

But you had to come along, didn’t you?

Tear down the door

Throw open windows

Oh if you knew just what a fool you have made me

Any Sport in a Storm is probably my favorite ToH episode and I couldn’t deny myself making a little doodle for it. I love how it highlights the intersection and similarities between Willow and Hunter’s development, as well as just being a solid episode on its own. We get Willow standing up to her former professor’s gross bias against her choosing to play to her strengths, poor Hunter being terrible at peer-aged social interaction, protective and supportive best friend Gus, more Viney and Puddles, an introduction to Dadrius (very important lol), and “Ice pack for Steve 👍”. And then Lumity having a little mini adventure chasing down, what I assume, was the answer to a decently large fandom theory. And then, of course, this marks the relatively gentle beginning of Hunter’s, I’m gonna call it, redemption and awakening arc before the poor kid gets his shit absolutely r o c k e d by Hollow Mind.

Also, for clarification, I don’t necessarily consider this the true beginning of Huntlow as a ship in my book. A lot like how I view Zutara from aatla, I don’t think Huntlow truly works as a ship until later. This definitely marks the beginning of their friendship, but I don’t think that necessarily evolved into anything more until probably while the Hexsquad were stuck in the human realm. Maaayybbeee there’s a bit in the time between Labyrinth Runners to Clouds on the Horizon, depending on how you wanna imagine that blank time between the Hexside Incident and the Day of Unity, but that leaks over into fanfic and fan theory territory.

Please reblog don't repost

[malaisequotes]

“This sudden burst of sunlight, and me with my umbrella, cross-indexing every weatherman’s report. I was ready for the downslide, but not for spring to well up. This feeling calls for everything I can’t afford to know is possible now.”

Stray Italian Greyhound by Vienna Teng

[indigosabyss]

listen. listennnn. nanba prison's art trio ship amv set to stray italian greyhound.

[b-plot-butch]

when vienna teng said “god i just want to lay down these colors make my eyes hurt” she was SO right

[sometimesraven]

"Oh, if you knew just what a fool you had made me..."

Truth Saga in lyrics: Lydia x Tori - Stray Italian Greyhound by Vienna Teng.

[todaytomorrowgiraff]

Here is the first chapter of my new fic :3 I still only have three chapters written but I’m thinking the best motivation to continue to write will be letting other people read it. I hope you like it! 

[ghostiboos]

Me at 11AM running on two hours of sleep while my brain gets blasted with sensory overload

[giantkillerjack]

Love as rebirth. Love as renewal. Love as a flower growing in a garden where long ago you salted the earth. Love as a garden slowly growing, teeming with life that you can't manage to snuff out because the one you love keeps coming by with a watering can and seeds; and you can't bear to disappoint them by burning it all down. Not when they look so happy and beautiful and at peace in their gardening hat and gloves, digging little holes in your dead heart and filling them back in with potential. Not when they smile at you in the sun like that.

Love as a fearful thing - a sign of healing and the terror of what's left when you can no longer bring yourself to salt the earth. Love as a sign of untold risk begging to be taken. Love as something you'd rather run from. Who knows what poison things the one you love might unearth?

Love as a thing that grows and grows and wraps around every limb and roots your running feet to the ground. Love as undeniable proof of a living beating growing heart. Love as proof that, despite everything - despite even your best efforts - you're still human. Love as the aching proof that hope is not lost.

(Tbh this works for both platonic and romantic love, but I was thinking of the relationship between the two main characters in my upcoming graphic novel series.

Also, everyone go listen to THE ultimate pining song AKA Stray Italian Greyhound by Vienna Teng. The lyrics. Are. Beautiful. The song is beautiful. The piano mimics the rapid beating of a heart. It rules.)

the "i definitely do NOT have feelings for them in any way shape or form" while obviously crushing on them trope might be cliché to you. it's about being doomed from the start, the desperate denial of the starved self, the tragic inevitably of love to me tho

[lisztomaniac-mp3]

if ur ever wondering how i felt when i first fell in love with my boyfriend, it sounds a lot like stray italian greyhound by vienna teng

oh no, not now. please not now. i've just settled in to the glass half empty, made myself at home... and so, why now? oh please not now- i just stopped believing in happy endings, harbors of my own. but you had to come along, didn't you? tear down the doors, throw open windows- oh if you knew just what a fool you had made me... so what do i do with this? this stray italian greyhound, these inconvenient fireworks, this ice-cream cover screaming hyperactive thought; god i just want to lie down, these colours make my eyes hurt, this feeling calls for everything that i am not...

im not that kind. im so good at shooting down any notion this tired world could change- it's all been bought. well at least that was my line... no use in spending all that emotion when there's someone else to blame. but you had to come along, didn't you? rev up the crowd, rewrite the rulebook- where do i go when every 'no' turns into 'maybe'? so what do i do with this... this sudden burst of sunlight, and me with me umbrella, cross-indexing every weatherman's report; i was ready for the down slide, but not for spring to well up, this feeling calls for everything i can't afford to know- is possible now...

what do i do-do i do with a love that won't- that won't sit still, won't do what it's told; what do i do-do i do with a love that won't sit still?

please not now; please not now; please not now; please not... what do i do-do i do with a love that won't sit still? with a love that won't sit still? what do i do-do i do with a love that won't sit still? with a love that won't sit still? what do i do-do i do with a love, with a love that won't sit still? with a love that won't sit still? what do i do-do i do with a love that won't sit still? with a love that won't sit still?

everything that i am, everything that i am!! everything that i am, everything that i am!!

[malaisequotes]

“You had to come along, didn’t you? Rev up the crowd, rewrite the rule book. Where do I go when every ‘no’ turns into ‘maybe’? So, what do I do with this?”

Stray Italian Greyhound by Vienna Teng

[trek-tracks]

Surprising exactly no-one, Jim moved in permanently the next day anyway

(Credit to @depsidase for the original post)

[handlebarstiedtothestars]

I am losing my MIND looking for this video PLEEEEEEASE can anyone help me??? 🥺 Where did it go?? 😭

What Do I Do - ineffable husbands animatic

by @heavenbreak 

(source)

Song -  Stray Italian Greyhound by Vienna Teng